[Urban] Urban Special Forces (My Perfect Wives) (Complete) - 1

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Chapter 1: The Dejected Man.

It's past ten o'clock at night in T City, a prosperous city in southern China. Everywhere is brightly lit and bustling with people, yet not lively at all. The city's inhabitants indulge in this somewhat decadent nightlife without any restraint.

At the entrance of the city's train station, under the dim lights, a man dressed in slightly worn jeans and a t-shirt emerges from the station. He carries a large military bag on his back and stands in front of the exit gate for a long time. His eyes are somewhat lost, and he seems to be sad. People come and go, but no one even glances at him, which shows how ordinary he is.

Standing nearly 1.85 meters tall with a sharp, short haircut, he should have given off a very energetic vibe. However, he exuded an air of utter dejection, as if the "dejected man" look was no longer fashionable. His thick, long stubble and the rather cheap cigarette in his hand immediately brought to mind a certain profession—a migrant worker. Indeed, migrant workers often look like this.

There are people on trains who solicit passengers near the station, commonly known as pimps. What kind of passengers? Of course, they solicit. And these "ladies" near the station usually operate on a low-profit, high-volume model, which means a significant portion of their clientele consists of migrant workers. Sure enough, this man had only been standing there for a short while when an older woman approached him.

"Brother, all alone here?" the old woman asked. She expected this relatively young migrant worker to reply, "Yes, I'm here to work. I heard you get paid to carry bricks in the city." But after waiting a while, the man didn't respond. He stared unblinkingly into the distance, seemingly oblivious to the smiling woman standing before him.

The old woman wondered if he was deaf and mute. But out of professional spirit, she continued, "Brother, if you're out alone, you should enjoy yourself first. Come with me, it's only twenty yuan for a quickie, and the girls there are incredibly beautiful..." She rattled on, but the man remained unmoved, his eyes seemingly fixed on the distance.

The old woman was incredibly frustrated. This country bumpkin's eyes seemed to sparkle; he didn't look blind. How could he not react at all to a group of us standing right in front of him? Was he stupid? Thinking this, the old woman was overjoyed. "My God, where else could I find such a good opportunity?" she thought, grabbing the man and pulling him towards the door. She wondered how much money this country bumpkin had on him. A hundred? Two hundred? Even a thousand? No matter how much, she was determined to take it all today. "Such a good fool! Even if I don't rob him, someone else will. I'm not heartless, am I?" the old woman thought, delighted. But then she realized she couldn't budge him. Was he a statue? She

turned around and was instantly stunned, collapsing to the ground in shock. She cried out, "Mom!" The man stared at her with wide, round eyes, a stubble on his beard, and those murderous glares. How could the old woman not be afraid?

"You'd better get as far away from me as possible. I'm in a bad mood right now, don't make trouble for me, get lost!" The man's authoritative voice gave off an aura of intimidation, yet it was also magnetic and pleasant to listen to.

The old woman didn't dare utter a word, and fled in terror, glancing back as she ran, as if afraid the man would chase after her.

The man looked into the distance, his helplessness deepening. After a moment, he shook his head helplessly, smiled self-deprecatingly, lit another cigarette, picked up his bag, and walked away.

The man went into a phone shop, pulled a number from a small notebook in his bag, dialed it, and it was answered after two rings.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" came a woman's voice.

The man said, "Hello, is Zhu Youcai (or Zhu Youcai, because the man wasn't sure if his name meant 'talented' or 'wealthy,' but he did have the character 'talent,' and everyone usually called him 'Pig Shit,' also known as Zhu Si, because he always ranked fourth from the bottom in his class, hence the nickname 'Pig Shit.' Regardless of whether he's talented or wealthy, let's use 'Wealthy' for now, since his family is indeed quite rich) home?"

"I'm sorry, young master isn't home. You can call his cell phone."

The man thought the other person must be one of his servants, so he asked, "Do you have his cell phone number?"

"Yes, please wait a moment."

A minute later, the other party gave the man Pig Shit's phone number. The man dialed the number again, but after ringing for a long time, no one answered. Perhaps his phone wasn't with him or the number was wrong. Just as the man was about to hang up, it suddenly connected, and a voice came through,

"Who are you?" The tone seemed rather impolite.

"Is this Zhu Youcai?" the man asked.

"Oh, yes, that's me. Who are you?" The voice on the other end was still impatient, and a woman's moans could be faintly heard.

"Fuck you, you pig shit! You can't even recognize my voice? Looks like you won't remember me unless I pluck your feathers." The man suddenly smiled.

"Are you fucking sick? Wait, you...you are...Brother Long?" The voice suddenly trembled.

"Haha, you still have a conscience. It wasn't for nothing that I helped you fight all those years ago. Besides me, who else would dare call you Young Master Zhu Pig Shit?" the man laughed heartily.

Chapter Two: Birds of a Feather Gather.

It turns out this man's name is Zhang Zilong, and this pig dung is his childhood sworn brother. Southerners call this "iron buddy," while northerners call it "porcelain buddy." The two have been in the same class since kindergarten, all the way to high school graduation. They are the kind of students who are always chasing girls and fighting, and when they're not doing anything, they're just smoking and chatting. Some people call them brothers who share the same pot. The two have always had a very good relationship, and when they fight, they always go together. Of course, Zhang Zilong is always the one charging ahead, while Zhu Youcai, that fat guy, just follows behind and shouts a few words, because his size is really not suitable for charging into battle compared to Zhang Zilong. Zhang Zilong didn't know what his family was like now, only that they were extremely wealthy back then. They owned half the shops in T City at the time, and his father was undoubtedly a pioneer in T City's economic boom following the reform and opening up. With this connection, Zhu Shi was always superior to others, but in front of Zhang Zilong, he considered himself Zhang's subordinate, the kind of person who wouldn't dare talk back even if Zhang Zilong insulted him. In Zhu Shi's own words, he'd dare curse his own father, but in front of Zhang Zilong, he had to act like a grandson. Of course, birds of a feather flock together; it's difficult for a child from such a wealthy family to play with a poor child from a penniless and powerless family. Well, Zhang Zilong's family background is actually even more illustrious than Zhu Shi's. His father is the vice mayor of T City, in charge of urban planning and municipal affairs. Moreover, it's rumored that his father is the designated mayor in the next election, the second most powerful person in T City. So, the saying "birds of a feather flock together" is absolutely true. However, Zhang Zilong was never a good kid, according to his father. Zhang Zilong was always fighting and causing trouble. His father was afraid that Zhang Zilong would affect his future, so he forbade him from telling anyone that his father was the mayor. So, for all these years, no one has ever known that Zhang Zilong is actually the mayor's son, except for one person: Zhu Shi. What does Zhu Shi's father do? If he doesn't even know who the mayor's son is, how could his Zhu family be so famous? So these two spoiled brats continued their antics until their second year of high school. In that year, Pig Shit and the gang leader fought over a woman, and Pig Shit got a severe beating, ending up with a huge head wound and ending up in the hospital. Zhang Zilong couldn't take it, so the next day he grabbed a machete and stormed into the gang leader's headquarters. After slashing three people, he finally managed to kill the gang leader and send him to the morgue.

After this incident, Vice Mayor Zhang was so angry he almost jumped off a building. It happened to be during the election season, and he was already the pre-selected mayoral candidate. Despite his love for his position, Vice Mayor Zhang ultimately realized that his son was more important than his official post. He used considerable resources to get Zhang Zilong, who was already in jail, back into the city. The methods he used are not our focus here. Of course, because of this incident, Vice Mayor Zhang failed to relinquish his position in the election. Later, in a fit of anger, he sent Zhang Zilong to a reformatory. And now, eight years later, Zhang Zilong is back.

"Brother Long, where are you now? In the army? Are you completely disappointed in your brother? Brother Long, I'm sorry, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have…?" Pig Shit began to choke back tears.

"Alright, alright, you've become like a nagging old woman after all these years. Let's not talk about what happened back then. I don't regret it. If it were now, I'd still kill that bastard. Stop dawdling and get off that woman. Your brother's at the train station now, I have nowhere to go. Come pick me up and find me a place to spend the night," Zhang Zilong said.

"What? You're at the train station? Is it the T City train station?" Pig Shit asked uncertainly.

"Are you out of your mind today? Did that bastard drive you crazy? Why would I call you to pick me up if I wasn't in T City? Hurry up and come," Zhang Zilong said impatiently.

"Okay, coming right away, brother, wait for me a minute, I'll be there soon. I'll call you when I get there. Hmm, no, this is a landline number, right?" There was a rustling sound of clothes being put on and a woman's complaining voice on the other end. Pig Shit had probably gotten up while they were doing their business.

"I just got back from the army. Our unit has a special policy; we can't keep cell phones, so I haven't bought one yet. I'll wait for you at the small intersection in front of the train station. I'm hanging up now!" Zhang Zilong said.

"Okay, bro, I'll be there in ten minutes. If you're a second late, you're asking for a haircut!" He hung up.

After finishing his call, Zhang Zilong lit a cigarette at the small intersection where he and Zhu Shi had agreed, and suddenly this scene flashed through his mind again.

"Zilong, I've watched you grow up step by step. We know how much you've contributed to the country, and the country knows too. But this time, you've really gone too far. Although we believe you're not wrong, you've already attracted international attention. If we don't remove you from the army, those Western 'long-haired devils' will cause trouble again. Besides, this is also for your personal safety," an elderly man in a major general's uniform said helplessly, sitting opposite Zhang Zilong.

Zhang Zilong, dressed in a gleaming colonel's uniform, quietly drew his sidearm after hearing the old man's words. He touched it repeatedly, tears welling up uncontrollably. Reluctantly, he placed the gun on the table in front of the old man and slowly said, "Commander, I know what you're saying. Thank you for your guidance and training over the years. I've embarrassed you this time." The old

man gently walked up to Zhang Zilong and said in a deep voice, "Attention!"

Zhang Zilong straightened up as if by reflex, standing ramrod straight before the old man.

"Look at you, do you even look like a soldier? What's with all this crying? A man bleeds, but doesn't cry. Tell me what a soldier is. It means that when we wear this uniform, we are the guardians of the country, and when we take it off, we are still the guardians of the country. We can make any sacrifice for the country without hesitation, including our lives." The old man's imposing presence pressed down on Zhang Zilong.

Zhang Zilong wiped away the tears in his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I will remember what you said, Commander."

The commander's kind face returned, and he patted Zhang Zilong's shoulder, saying, "What a good boy, Zilong. You are the best soldier I have ever seen. You are not only my pride but also the pride of the country. But this time, I feel very bad about having to remove you from the army. It's my fault for being useless, for not being able to persuade those who make a living by talking. I'm sorry, Zilong." The old man also seemed to be moved, and his voice choked with emotion.

Chapter 3: White or Red?

Zhang Zilong panicked. In all the years he'd known his superior, he'd never seen him speak so sentimentally. He quickly said, "Commander...?"

The superior raised his hand to stop him, saying, "But no matter what, the nation's interests come first. We soldiers must obey." He then took a card from a box behind him, saying, "This is compensation from the state. There's one million in it. I know you don't want it, but you have to take it to make me feel better."

Zhang Zilong hesitated for a moment, then took the card. He knew that this one million must have been obtained for him by his old superior through great effort; otherwise, he wouldn't have received a penny after being discharged, and even if he were reinstated, he'd only get a maximum of one hundred thousand.

"Alright, let's go. Gold shines wherever it is. Do your job well in society, don't bring shame to us soldiers, understand?"

"Understood," Zhang Zilong said in a deep voice, then turned and left.

This wasn't long ago; it happened just yesterday. Zhang Zilong's head had been filled with this all day. The day before he enlisted, he had a fight with his father, and he vowed that if he didn't make a name for himself in the army, he would never come back home. So, he trained hard in the army, achieving the highest scores in every subject in his unit. Later, a high-ranking officer came to inspect their unit—the old man mentioned earlier. At that time, Zhang Zilong was practicing on the parallel bars alone, facing the sun. The old officer, seeing everyone else resting while he practiced on the horizontal bar, said to him, "Young man, come here."

Zhang Zilong, seeing a major general, dared not be negligent and quickly ran over and saluted.

The old officer smiled and asked, "Everyone else is sleeping? " "Why are you training your strength alone here?"

Zhang Zilong replied without hesitation, "Because I want to be an officer. You can't be an officer without ability."

The old commander was very pleased and laughed heartily, "Good, good. If you were to spout any of that nonsense about bringing glory to the country, I would have fired you immediately. A soldier must be honest first. Good lad, you have guts. You want to be an officer, right? I'll give you a chance. There will be a nationwide military skills competition next spring. The winner may be selected for the special forces. I believe I don't need to explain what the special forces do. If you can perform well in next year's competition, I will immediately take you to the special forces. Do a good job. The requirements for the special forces are very strict. I believe you can do it." After the commander finished speaking, he left.

As expected, Zhang Zilong shone brightly in the army-wide skills competition, ranking first and entering the special forces. His unwavering perseverance made him stand out even within the special forces. In his seven years there, he rose from a common soldier in the "Falcon" squad to captain, eventually reaching the incredible rank of lieutenant colonel. He led his men on countless secret missions around the world, from nearby Xinjiang and Tibet to distant Iraq and Afghanistan, accumulating numerous near-death experiences. This time, it was a mission on the Sino-Indian border. India, long coveting Chinese border territory, had disregarded national objections and sent a small group of soldiers disguised as terrorists to cause trouble on the border, attempting to undermine public morale. The nation dispatched Zhang Zilong's "Falcon" special forces to resolve the issue on a small scale, minimizing the risk of border conflict. Zhang Zilong led his team... The "Falcon" special forces witnessed Indians using military weapons to commit atrocities against civilians at the border. In a fit of rage, they ordered the complete annihilation of the Indians. They weren't bothered by the possibility of being labeled terrorists, but when they captured them alive, they resorted to skinning them alive. The "Falcon" team members were thrilled. In reality, the Chinese people's hatred for these Indians was limited to what happened with Japan. Later, the commander only reprimanded him, telling him not to act impulsively in the future. However, later, photos of Zhang Zilong brutally murdering criminals circulated online, and Western countries began condemning the Chinese government for inhumanity and demanding the release of the perpetrators—Zhang Zilong himself. This led to the Zhang Zilong incident. Even now, Zhang Zilong has no regrets; in his heart, those Indians deserved to die.

Suddenly, a BMW sports car screeched to a halt in front of Zhang Zilong, pulling him back from his reverie.

"Brother!" A man in a sharp suit, nicknamed "Pig Shit," got out of the car and hugged Zhang Zilong without a word, seemingly crying, "Brother, what happened to you? You've been gone for so many years, not even a phone call or a letter!"

"What are you doing? Get away! If people see us, they'll think we're 'gay'," Zhang Zilong said jokingly, but his voice was choked with emotion.

"Brother, do you know how much I missed you after you left? Today I've finally got you back!" Pig Shit seemed determined not to let go.

"No, no, don't be so mushy, okay? A man should have some decency. Don't say everything out loud. Besides, you think you missed me? I heard a woman on the phone earlier calling out 'hurry up!'" Zhang Zilong said with a laugh.

"I was just looking for something to rely on, you know. You know, once you left, I felt completely empty. You know, a person without any emotional support will have problems. So I just looked for some women!" Pig Shit acted like he didn't care.

"Alright, stop being so sentimental. Do you think I don't know what kind of person you are? I told you you must have been a eunuch in your past life, otherwise why would you be so greedy for women? Okay, okay, let's find somewhere to eat, I'm starving."

"Eat? Oh right, let's go." Pig Shit opened the car door, let Zhang Zilong get in, then happily ran to the driver's seat and started the car.

Zhang Zilong got into the car and started touching and examining everything, praising it profusely: "Not bad, not bad, this is definitely high-end stuff! Look, even the seat cushions are made of mink! Did your dad pass away and leave you all his inheritance? So extravagant!" Zhang Zilong's words weren't unfounded. Zhu Shi wasn't much better than Zhang Zilong. Back in school, although his family was rich enough to make you want to bang your head against a wall, his father was very strict with him, especially with Zhu Shi's allowance. Zhang Zilong remembered teaching Zhu Shi mostly how to steal expensive liquor and cigarettes from his father, sell them, and have fun—going to restaurants and bars. Of course, poor Zhu Shi always ended up getting scolded.

"Of course! My dad's got it all figured out. He's recently hooked up with another one, a celebrity no less. He's really given me more control now; half the group's business is mine. Thinking back to those days when we were broke and could only afford one cigarette each, I feel so resentful. Now I'm going to make up for all the grievances I suffered back then," Pig Shit said with a laugh as he drove. As soon as

he finished speaking, Zhang Zilong took back the Hongtashan cigarette he was offering Pig Shit, saying, "Never mind, looks like I'll just keep this Hongtashan for myself."

Pig Shit quickly snatched the cigarette from Zhang Zilong's hand, saying, "Wait, I haven't finished yet! But these Zhonghua Panda cigarettes, no matter how you smoke them, aren't as satisfying as the ones we used to sell our textbooks to buy Hongtashan with, bro."

Zhang Zilong muttered to himself, "Really? Then you should switch to Hongtashan from now on. Forget about the Zhonghua, you don't like it anyway." As he spoke, he somehow slipped a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes that Pig Shit had hidden in the car into his pocket.

Pig Shit stared at Zhang Zilong in disbelief. It seemed he was still the same as before. He smiled, took out another pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from the car, and handed it to Zhang Zilong, saying, "Sharing the good fortune, how could I, Pig Shit, forget you, brother? I've already prepared it for you."

Zhang Zilong and Pig Shit never stood on ceremony; they were brothers who would risk their lives for each other, so what was money? As he spoke, he opened a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes, lit one, and said while smoking, "You know, these cigarettes are expensive for a reason. They do smoke better than the cheap ones."

Pig Shit, driving the car, pitifully smoked a Hongtashan cigarette and said, "Brother, can I have one too?"

Zhang Zilong asked with a puzzled look, "Didn't you say Hongtashan is better?"

Pig Shit looked like he was about to faint and said, "It's just that I haven't smoked it for so many years and it doesn't taste right anymore."

Zhang Zilong smiled, put the Zhonghua cigarettes in the car, took out a pack, and handed it to Pig Shit, saying, "Don't pretend to be all nostalgic next to me like that. What, are you afraid your brother will feel inferior next to you because I'm not doing well now? Let me tell you, I don't feel the same way about eating your brother's food as I do eating my own. Let's go, drive to the most expensive hotel in T City. Damn it, I've been eating cabbage for so many years in the army. Today I'm going to have some meat."

"Alright, I've been waiting for you to say that. I've already booked the seats. Hilton." Pig Shit suddenly accelerated.

"Hilton, so it's still run by foreigners, damn it, I like being served by foreigners!" Zhang Zilong cursed.

"Brother, the staff inside are Chinese, there are no foreigners," Pig Shit said, sweating profusely.

"No?? Then why all this nonsense? I didn't know! I didn't finish my sentence. I like being served by foreign staff, okay?" Zhang Zilong himself felt utterly ashamed.

"Alright, let's go."

The car smoothly stopped in the Hilton Hotel parking lot. The two went to the lobby. Zhang Zilong looked at the environment and smiled. As expected of the largest hotel in T City, it was indeed luxurious. Zhu Shi said a few words to the receptionist, and then a hostess led the two to the elevator. The hostess stood in front, and the two stood behind. It was obvious that the receptionist of such a big hotel must be a top-notch beauty. The beauty was wearing a professional skirt suit, which only reached her knees. The two stood behind, staring blankly at the beauty's buttocks. Zhang Zilong whispered in Zhu Shi's ear, "Do you think this girl is wearing white or red underneath?"

Chapter 4 It Turns Out It's Vacuum

Zhu Shi stared intently at the beauty's buttocks for a while, and finally, he still couldn't tell the color, so he guessed, "I think it's white, and it's the kind of T-shaped with a cutout in the front. A girl this young must be in the bloom of youth, so I changed to white. White is more transparent!"

Zhang Zilong shook his head and said, "No, I think it should be red lace, that way it will be more transparent ." "A touch of mystery, yet not lacking, that's what you call romance. You're just a lowlife,"

Pig Shit glanced at Zhang Zilong, implying he wasn't any better.

Zhang Zilong asked in surprise, "You don't believe me? Want to see?"

Pig Shit asked, "How?"

Zhang Zilong laughed, "The old way."

Just then, a lighter fell straight down in front of the beautiful woman, landing directly in front of her, within easy reach of her bending down. There was a trick to this; if it had been thrown further away, the woman would have had to take a few steps to pick it up, and most women would... Choosing to half-squat to pick it up, if it were placed right in front of her, most women would be caught off guard and bend down to pick it up without hesitation. This was an experience Zhang Zilong and Zhu Shi had summarized years ago. Just by looking at the accuracy of Zhang Zilong's lighter-throwing technique, one could tell he was an expert. Zhang

Zilong smiled and said, "Miss, could you please pick up my lighter for me?" The beautiful woman turned around, smiled at Zhang Zilong, and said, "Sure." Just as the two had expected, she bent down to pick it up, completely unaware that there were two other people watching her with four eyes.

The moment the beautiful woman bent down, Zhu Shi couldn't help but shout, "My God, she's not wearing anything at all, completely naked!"

Upon hearing Zhu Shi's shout, Zhang Zilong knew he was in trouble and quickly smacked Zhu Shi's foot. Zhu Shi immediately noticed and quickly covered his mouth with his hand. It's no wonder Zhu Shi was so surprised; he knew the women in this hotel were open-minded, but he never expected that this seemingly innocent young lady would be so open-minded.

The beautiful woman in front of him had just picked up her pen when she suddenly heard the squeal. She immediately knew what was happening, her face flushed red, and she stood up abruptly, head bowed, avoiding eye contact. She handed Zhang Zilong her lighter and said in a barely audible voice, "Sir, your lighter." Just then, the elevator doors opened, and the woman quickly stepped out. At the door, she said to Zhang Zilong, "Sir, your private room is room number 1," and then ran towards the restroom without looking back.

"Look at you," Zhang Zilong said, shaking his head regretfully, "such a nice girl, and you made her sound like that."

"How can you blame me? I never imagined she'd go braless like that!"

Zhang Zilong pointed at Pig Shit, looking utterly disappointed. "You? Two words to describe you: beast." He then headed towards the private room the beautiful woman had mentioned.

Pig Shit said aggrievedly, "You're not even as good as me."

Zhang Zilong, of course, heard him and whirled around, asking, "What? You said I'm worse than a beast?"

Pig Shit didn't understand what Zhang Zilong meant and said aggrievedly, "When did I say you were worse than a beast? Huh??? No, no, you misunderstood, brother. I was just saying the premise is that I'm not a beast." Zhang Zilong

smiled and put his arm around Pig Shit's shoulder as they walked inside. Pig Shit was sweating bullets. These were all wealthy and powerful people; their arm-in-arm was a bit inappropriate.

Half an hour later, the two stared blankly at the huge table of food. Zhang Zilong, in particular, muttered, "This is fucking worthless! Five thousand eight hundred, even with a discount! This damn Manchu Han Imperial Feast, damn it, I'm not as full as I was eating instant noodles. Damn it, I didn't eat a thing."

Pig Shit finally realized how wise his decision to arrange a private room was. If they were eating out, Zhu Youcai, now a somewhat famous figure in T City, would never dare to say Zhang Zilong's words again. He swore he'd never work in T City again. He lowered his head and asked, "Brother, how about we order a couple more dishes?"

Zhang Zilong laughed and said, "Just kidding, kid. Let's go. I wouldn't leave if I didn't finish this expensive meal, leaving only the plate. Let's go."

Pig Shit sighed helplessly, "Sweat!"

In the elevator, Zhang Zilong asked, "Do you have anywhere I can stay for the night? I'll rent a place tomorrow. You know, I promised my dad I'd come back with a respectable reputation, but now I've been discharged from the army. If I go back now, who knows how my dad will look at me?"

Zhu Shi nodded and said, "I understand. What do you need a place to rent? Our company has a high-rise villa complex in the suburbs. How about I get one for you?"

"Hold on, a villa? That sounds scary. The suburbs are too far. Don't play games with me. Don't you have a couple of apartments in the city to keep your mistresses?" Zhang Zilong retorted.

Zhu Shi said, "You should have said so earlier. I'm not afraid you'll say I'm not treating you well. I have an apartment in the city. You're right, it's really for keeping women. I usually live at home."

Zhang Zilong said, "Let's go."

As Zhang Zilong got into the car, he snatched the keys, threw Pig Shit onto the passenger seat, and got into the driver's seat, ready to start the car. Pig Shit hurriedly said, "Brother, it's not that I'm stingy, it's just that I begged my dad to buy this for me. I treat it like my wife. Brother, are you sure you can drive?"

Zhang Zilong deftly pressed the clutch, accelerated, and started the car, saying disdainfully, "I can fly a plane, so why can't I ride your BMW?" With a whoosh, the BMW shot off like a rocket. It was indeed a good car. Zhang Zilong stepped on the gas, and the car's speed began to increase slowly. Pig Shit reminded Zhang Zilong to slow down. But he didn't know that racing was as irresistible to Zhang Zilong as beautiful women. The speed increased faster and faster, from 150 to 240, and it continued to increase. A good car is a good car; this kind of speed is not something an ordinary car can achieve.

Chapter 5: The Policewoman's Madness (Part 1)

Pig Shit Ye sat next to me, almost going crazy. "Brother, stop! This will cause an accident!" But Zhang Zilong was speeding and couldn't hear anything. He did reply to Zhu Shi, "Sit tight, you won't die."

Zhang Zilong suddenly realized a problem; he had no idea where the destination was. He said to Zhu Shi, "Hey, Zhu Shi, where's the destination? Let me check on this CPRS map."

Zhu Shi was already speechless, only pointing to the destination. Zhang Zilong looked at it, then suddenly stepped on the gas, reaching speeds of 280.

His eyes could no longer see the road; Zhang Zilong was speeding entirely by feel. It was so exhilarating! Car after car passed by, and Zhang Zilong laughed loudly. Speeding in those military jeeps felt nothing; this kind of car was much better!

What used to take Zhu Shi forty minutes, Zhang Zilong completed in just twelve minutes. Zhang Zilong turned to look at Zhu Shi and saw him pale-faced, his hands gripping the car window. Zhang Zilong was startled and quickly stopped the car.

Pig Shit, leaning against the car window, kept vomiting. Zhang Zilong went over and patted him on the back, asking, "Pig Shit, are you alright?"

"Brother, why were you driving so fast? You almost scared me to death!" Tears welled up in his eyes.

"Are you even a man? Driving that fast? You'd be terrified if you were on a plane!" Zhang Zilong said dismissively.

"Brother, flying isn't scary, what's scary is flying in a car like yours, driving like it's a plane!" Pig Shit said

, sounding very aggrieved. Zhang Zilong was speechless for a moment, then said, "Not bad, you've improved, kid. You can even say something philosophical now."

Just as Zhang Zilong was about to get into the car, a police car screeched to a halt beside them. A policewoman in uniform got out. Both men's eyes lit up; this was a real gem, especially a uniformed beauty—Zhang Zilong loved this type. The woman was about 1.7 meters tall, with a delicate face. Most striking were her captivating large eyes, mesmerizing. The only flaw was her small breasts; actually, she couldn't quite remember, just a little short of being considered more beautiful. Wait, why are those eyes so menacing?!

"Show me your driver's license," the woman said arrogantly to Zhang Zilong.

Zhang Zilong wondered, "So this is a female traffic police officer? I don't have a driver's license, but I do have a pilot's license. I wonder if it'll be valid. Could she have seen me speeding?

" "Officer, what traffic rule did I violate?" Zhang Zilong asked.

"What traffic rule did you violate? You reached a top speed of 320 km/h, ran 15 red lights, caused five traffic accidents in the city, and now you're parked on this main road. Tell me, what traffic rule did you violate?" the policewoman said arrogantly. "

No way, I ran so many red lights?" Zhang Zilong scratched his head, thinking.

"Officer, I'm sorry. You're so beautiful and generous, please don't make things difficult for us. I promise I'll strictly follow the teachings of Chairman Mao and Chairman Deng, strictly abide by traffic rules, serve the people, study hard, and strive for improvement every day..." (omitting ten thousand words). Pig Shit unleashed his invincible shamelessness. Zhang Zilong knew this tactic was very effective with women, so

he quickly interjected. "Hey, keep going, keep talking! I can't stand scum like you, all talk and no action!" Unexpectedly, the policewoman immediately started cursing at Zhang Zilong,

"Who are you calling scum? Say it again if you dare!" Zhang Zilong was completely enraged.

"Forget it, brother, don't stoop to her level, I'll handle this!" Pig Shit walked up to the policewoman and said, "Beautiful lady, which district's traffic police are you from? Who's your captain?" "A young master from a powerful family like Pig Shit, I doubt many traffic cops would dare mess with him."

"Oh, so you've brought up our captain now? Let me tell you, calling anyone won't make a difference. I'm in a bad mood today, it's none of your business. The driver, come with me to the station!" The policewoman completely ignored Pig Shit and pointed at Zhang Zilong.

Zhang Zilong angrily charged forward. Who was he? In the army, he dared to swore at even his superiors, how could he be afraid of a mere traffic cop? Pig Shit grabbed Zhang Zilong, saying,

"Brother, calm down, don't be impulsive. She's a policewoman! Assaulting a police officer is a serious matter, we men don't fight with women."

"I'm talking about you, you scum. What, you want to fight me? Come on!" The policewoman became even more arrogant when she saw Zhang Zilong hold back.

"You?" Zhang Zilong was already furious. If she weren't a woman, he would have attacked long ago, not caring about assaulting a police officer. However, seeing her contemptuous smile, Zhang Zilong calmed down considerably. He thought to himself, "

What's wrong with this policewoman? Has she taken a mouthful of gunpowder? Or is she going through menopause twenty years early?" It seemed this matter couldn't be resolved peacefully. He picked up his phone and made a call.

"A good man doesn't fight with a woman, especially since you're a tomboy, so I'm even less inclined to stoop to your level."

"Who are you calling a tomboy?" She was beyond furious, and Zhang Zilong felt she was about to explode.

"Who else is here besides you? Look at your 'flat-chested' body, you don't look like a woman at all," Zhang Zilong deliberately looked at the policewoman carefully and shook his head as he spoke.

Seeing Zhang Zilong's words, the policewoman looked down at herself and then at his expression. Her beautiful, delicate face was completely distorted. "I'll kill you today!" she said, and took a step forward towards Zhang Zilong.

Chapter Six: The Mad Policewoman (Part Two)

Zhang Zilong really didn't expect this woman to be so strong, actually making a move! But just from this one move, he knew she was a trained fighter, and a master at that. Zhang Zilong stood there motionless, smiling as he watched the policewoman rush towards him. Just as the policewoman's leg was about to kick Zhang Zilong's head, Zhang Zilong slightly raised his hand, using his arm to block the policewoman's fierce kick. This was a move from the simplest military boxing.

The policewoman was very surprised. Her martial arts skills were the best in the whole team. How could her full-force kick be blocked by him with a slight raise of his hand, and he didn't even move an inch? Had her strength decreased too much, or was the person in front of her just too strong? The policewoman began to have doubts.

Having dodged the kick, Zhang Zilong was actually a little surprised. Although he saw the woman as no different from an ordinary person, he knew that for a woman, her kung fu was quite good. However, Zhang Zilong just couldn't understand when the quality of Chinese police had improved so much. How could a female traffic police officer be so skilled?

"Alright, alright, stop fighting!" Zhu Shi finally finished his phone call and rushed to stop them.

Zhang Zilong laughed and said, "Zhu Shi, watch closely, I didn't fight back, so this doesn't count as assaulting a police officer, right?"

The policewoman ignored what Zhu Shi was saying. She had never met her match before, and seeing Zhang Zilong today, her indomitable spirit kicked in. She silently vowed to beat this scoundrel to a pulp today, and then launched a fierce attack on Zhang Zilong. Of course, the result was predictable. Not only did she not even make contact with Zhang Zilong's body, but what angered the policewoman the most was that Zhang Zilong's body didn't move an inch. The policewoman was exhausted and out of breath, staring at Zhang Zilong in astonishment.

Zhang Zilong hadn't intended to make things difficult for the policewoman. Having witnessed her resilient personality, he'd developed a slight liking for her and was prepared to compromise. A real man can bend and stretch, right? What kind of man would make things difficult for a woman? He opened his mouth and said to the policewoman, "Tomboy, oh no, flat-chested, wrong, wrong beautiful lady, beautiful lady. Sorry, sorry, it was a slip of the tongue." Zhang Zilong's first words sounded like "tomboy," but seeing the policewoman's fiery face, he immediately realized his mistake and quickly corrected himself. However, because he'd been mentally cursing her so much, these were the words that came out. How unlucky! He quickly apologized. "Actually, I did all of this. I just borrowed his car; it has nothing to do with him. I didn't bring my driver's license. That's it for today. What do you think we should do?" Zhang Zilong thought to himself. Anyway, he had nowhere to go. Staying in the room or in the detention center was the same thing; it didn't matter where he stayed. The young woman was in a difficult position; he had to cooperate with her.

"What are you going to do? Come with me to the police station. At least you're a man and admit you were driving. If you didn't, I'd beat you to a pulp!"

"Say that again, you filthy bitch! Don't think you can act so arrogantly just because you're a cop. Even if you're arrogant, you're still a tomboy; nobody can see your chest." Zhang Zilong had never seen such an arrogant woman. He'd suffered more humiliation in over ten years than in just one day.

"Looks like I won't show you how tough I am until I teach you a lesson!" she said through gritted teeth. She pulled a gun from her pocket and pointed it at Zhang Zilong.

Zhang Zilong shook his head and smiled. This joke had gone too far. She'd even used a gun.

The most anxious person wasn't Zhang Zilong. Having weathered so many storms over the years, how could he be afraid of a gun? He even had a thousand ways to easily disarm her before she could fire. The most anxious was Zhu Shi, who muttered, "My god, they're even using a gun! I wonder if it's real or fake?" Zhang Zilong smiled at Zhu Shi and said, "I can assure you, this gun is real, and it's loaded with seven bullets."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Shi's face changed drastically. He immediately raised his hands, standing there motionless, completely surrendering.

"You're ruthless! You think you're so good at fighting? Keep going! Let's see if your skills are faster than my gun!" He walked over and pointed the gun at my head menacingly.

"Miss, if you don't know how to handle a gun, you'd better not!" Zhang Zilong said in a somewhat cold voice. He turned around, and the gun was already in his hand. The policewoman had no idea what was happening; the gun was already in Zhang Zilong's grasp.

Zhang Zilong deftly opened the magazine, removed all the bullets, loaded the gun, and tossed it to the policewoman. In the blink of an eye, it was all done. The policewoman stood there stunned, receiving the empty gun.

"This is the first time in my life someone has pointed a gun at my head. Do you know how humiliating this is? I'll let it slide today because you're a woman, but don't let me see you again," Zhang Zilong said, walking towards his car.

The policewoman had never been treated like this before. Ignoring her fear of Zhang Zilong, she shouted, "Stop right there! If you don't stop, I'll arrest you!"

"Arrest? Girl, I advise you not to go too far. There's a limit to human patience," Zhang Zilong said, turning around with a sinister expression.

"I'm going to catch you today!" Without waiting to be called out, he charged at Zhang Zilong, regardless of whether he was a match for him.

Just then, another car with "Traffic Police" written on it arrived. A man in a police uniform ran out and shouted to the policewoman, "Officer Li, stop!"

The policewoman turned around, surprised, and said, "Captain Liu, what brings you here?"

It turned out that this man was the captain of the traffic police team in charge of this area. He had been rushed over after receiving a call from Zhu Shi. Captain Liu looked at the policewoman with a helpless expression. He walked up to Zhu Shi and respectfully said, "Young Master Zhu, I'm sorry, it's all a misunderstanding. Please don't take it to heart."

Zhu Shi shook his head and said, "It's alright, it's alright. After all, we... " "There's also that suspicion. You traffic police are enforcing the law seriously because you care about the safety of our people, which is understandable. May we go now?"

Captain Liu smiled and said, "Of course, of course."

Chapter Seven: First Love

Pig Shit smiled and got into the car with Zhang Zilong. Seeing that the two were about to leave, the policewoman immediately became anxious and said to Captain Liu, "Captain Liu, they ran 12 red lights in a row. It's all on the surveillance camera. You can go and take a look."

Captain Liu said helplessly, "Officer Li, there are some things that I, as a squad leader, really can't afford to offend. Please be lenient and let me off!"

At this moment, Pig Shit started the car and drove off. Pig Shit absolutely refused to let Zhang Zilong drive. As soon as he got in the car, he sat firmly in the driver's seat and sped away.

"Brother, you have to admit that this girl is really pretty. I wonder what kind of charm she would be in bed," Pig Shit said smugly.

"I bet you'll be impotent right away. Look at your face when those 38s pulled out their guns," Zhang Zilong said with a laugh.

"How can you blame me? Do you think everyone's been in the military and handling guns is as familiar as we are with handguns? This is my first time seeing a real gun, of course I'm scared! Hey, when did traffic cops start carrying guns?" Pig Shit asked, puzzled.

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask? Damn it. Where are you going? You're going to crash into the guardrail! I'm going to faint! Drive carefully, okay? Or should I take over?" Zhang Zilong said anxiously.

"No, I'd rather die than let you drive here. I never want to experience riding in your car again in my life," Pig Shit said resolutely.

The policewoman clenched her fist tightly as she watched the BMW's exhaust fumes disappear. "You dare call me flat-chested? Don't let me see you again, or I'll make you pay."

"Brother, this is the apartment," Pig Shit said, pointing to a doorway as they got off the elevator.

"Zhang Zilong laughed and said, 'Not bad, even a random hiding place for a mistress is like a garden apartment with an elevator!'" Zhang Zilong teased.

Pig Shit took out his key and opened the door. As soon as the two entered the house, a sickeningly sweet voice came from inside: "Honey, you're back?"

Zhang Zilong was startled and said, "Your wife?"

Pig Shit said awkwardly, "No, I have more than a dozen wives like this. This is a minor celebrity I just picked up yesterday."

Zhang Zilong gave him the middle finger.

"Honey, I missed you so much!" The voice came again, getting closer and closer. It seemed that Pig Shit's husband had come out to greet her.

At this moment, a woman came out of the bedroom and ran into the living room. Zhang Zilong was quite frightened by this scene. He stared at the woman without blinking. Why? Because the woman was completely naked. She probably thought that Pig Shit was alone and didn't expect that there was also this uninvited guest, Zhang Zilong.

Upon seeing another man besides Pig Shit, the woman immediately let out a scream, quickly covering her private parts with both hands, then ran into the bedroom without even blushing.

Zhang Zilong stood there dumbfounded for a while, then asked Pig Shit, "Dude, what's going on here?"

Pig Shit awkwardly scratched his head and said, "It's just that brothers share the good fortune, you have to see my woman too."

Zhang Zilong laughed, "I didn't see anything, I just heard a scream that almost burst my eardrums, louder than a Boeing 747! Definitely a soprano!"

"Brother, you're amazing! She really is a soprano!" Pig Shit exclaimed excitedly.

Zhang Zilong was speechless and collapsed onto the sofa.

Just then, the bedroom door opened again, and the woman, dressed, came out. Seeing Zhang Zilong, she blushed. Zhang Zilong was also a little embarrassed and didn't dare look at her. Although, given Zhu Shi's personality, his relationship with this woman was at most a casual fling, she was now Zhu Shi's woman. Looking at her body, even unintentionally, felt inappropriate, Zhang Zilong thought to himself.

Zhu Shi coughed twice and said, "Xiao Li, come here. This is my older brother. You can call him Brother Long!"

The woman lowered her head and greeted Zhang Zilong, "Hello, Brother Long."

Zhang Zilong didn't look up at her, said hello, and then whispered to Zhu Shi, "This shouldn't be my sister-in-law, right? If she is, should I give her a red envelope?"

Zhu Shi said, "You won't be able to give her that much." The two exchanged lewd smiles. Zhu Shi said to the girl, "Xiao Li, you should go back now. I have some business to discuss with Brother Long. I'll come find you tomorrow!"

Xiao Li gave a soft "Mmm," grabbed her bag from her room, and ran out the door as if fleeing.

After the woman left, Pig Shit said to Zhang Zilong, "Brother, what do you think? Not bad looking, right? I

have good taste, don't I?" Zhang Zilong laughed and said, "I didn't even see what you look like. And you, how come you haven't gotten AIDS yet? That's strange."

Pig Shit shamelessly replied, "It's okay, I have several boxes of Durex here, nothing will happen."

Hearing this, Zhang Zilong could only sigh in disbelief, "Sweat!"

Zhang Zilong felt he would go crazy if he talked about women with Zhu Shi again. Although Zhang Zilong was a complete hoodlum, that was only in small matters, especially when it came to feelings. Deep down, he was as innocent as a young boy who watched Qiong Yao dramas. In his heart, love had to be exclusive, so he couldn't agree with Zhu Shi's attitude. He picked up his bag and asked Zhu Shi, "Zhu Shi, which room should I sleep in?"

Zhu Shi thought for a moment and pointed to the master bedroom where the woman had just come out, saying, "Sleep there, it's the biggest one, and it has a big open-air balcony. In the morning, a ray of sunlight will come in and warm you up, it'll be quite pleasant!"

Zhu Shi hesitated for a moment, looked at the master bedroom, and said, "Forget it, who knows what kind of smell that bed might have? I can't stand it. I'll stay in this small room and sleep more soundly." He threw his bag into the small bedroom next door, and then the two of them sat on the open-air balcony, quietly gazing at the neon lights outside the window, marveling at how quickly the world had changed.

"Brother, which unit have you been in all these years? Why can't you even send phone calls and letters?" Pig Shit finally asked the question that had been on his mind.

Zhang Zilong seemed to have been asked about something that had hurt him deeply. The word "military" was now the biggest taboo in his heart. As a professional soldier, being discharged from the military was worse than death. It was a complete denial of what it meant to be a soldier.

After smoking a cigarette, Zhang Zilong quietly said, "We're in a special unit, carrying out some private missions for the country, so the secrecy is extremely strict."

"Oh," Zhu Shi noticed the desolation in Zhang Zilong's eyes, knowing he must have some unpleasant past he didn't want others to mention, so he wisely refrained from asking and slowly said, "Brother, what are your plans for coming back this time? Are you planning to never come home again?" Zhang Zilong

thought and thought but didn't know what to do, and slowly said, "I don't know, I'll think about it later. At least until I've made something of myself that I'm satisfied with, I definitely won't go back. Consider it my unfilial behavior, as if they don't have a son like me. Anyway, in my dad's heart, all I brought him was shame. I seriously hindered his path to promotion. According to him, he should have put me in a trap back then, or ejaculated on the wall. Anyway, as long as I'm not around, everything is fine."

Zhu Shi didn't know what to say. He knew very well about the relationship between Zhang Zilong and his father. He remembered something and said to Zhang Zilong, "Brother, do you still remember Zhang Xianjing?"

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