Urban Special Forces - The Story of a Handsome Guy Winning the Hearts of Nine Beautiful Women (The End)

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Chapter One: The Dejected Man
It's past 10 p.m. in T City, a developed city in southern China. The city is bustling with lights and people, but it's not lively at all. People in the city are indulging in this somewhat decadent nightlife without any restraint.
At the train station entrance in this city, under the dim lights, a man dressed in slightly worn jeans and a t-shirt emerged from the station, carrying a large military bag on his back. He stood in front of the exit gate for a long time, his eyes somewhat lost and sad. People came and went around him, but no one even glanced at him, which showed how ordinary he was.
His height of nearly 1.85 meters, coupled with a sharp-featured buzz cut, should have given him a very energetic appearance. However, he exuded a sense of decadence and dejection. It seems that the decadent man is no longer in fashion. The thick stubble on his chin and the not-so-premium cigarette in his hand reminded people of a certain profession—migrant worker. Indeed, migrant workers are generally dressed like this.
There are people on the train who specialize in soliciting passengers near the train station, commonly known as pimps. You might ask what kind of passengers they solicit? Of course, they solicit passengers. You don't even need to ask. Moreover, the "ladies" near the train station usually operate on a low-profit, high-volume model, which means that a significant portion of their customers are migrant workers. Sure enough, this man had only been standing there for a short while when an old woman approached him to chat.
"Young man, are you here alone?" the old woman asked. She expected the young-looking migrant worker to reply, "Yes, I'm here to work. I heard you can get paid for carrying bricks in the city." But the old woman waited for a long time and the man didn't respond. He stared into the distance without blinking, as if he didn't even see the smiling old woman standing in front of him.
The old woman wondered to herself 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 girl is incredibly beautiful!" The old woman kept talking, but the man remained the same, his eyes seemingly fixed on the distance.
The old woman was extremely annoyed. This country bumpkin's eyes seemed to be shining, not blind, so why didn't he react at all when such a large group of us stood right in front of him? Was he an idiot? Thinking this, the old woman's heart leaped with joy. Good heavens, where else could she find such a good opportunity? She grabbed the man and started to walk away, calculating how much money this country bumpkin might have. A hundred? Two hundred? Even a thousand? No matter how much, today I'm going to take it all myself. Such a good fool—even if I don't rob him, someone else will. I'm not heartless, am I? The old woman was overjoyed, but suddenly realized she couldn't budge him no matter how hard she pulled. Was he a statue?
The old woman turned around and saw the man staring at her with wide, round eyes. With his stubble and murderous gaze, 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, so don't make trouble for me. Get lost." The authoritative voice came from the man's mouth, making people feel intimidated by his sharp edge. But this voice was also magnetic and pleasant to listen to.
The old woman dared not utter another word; she was so frightened that she ran away as fast as she could, glancing back 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 out.
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 didn't know whether his 'cai' was the 'talent' in 'talented' or the 'wealth' in 'wealth,' but he did have the character 'talent.' Everyone usually called him 'Pig Shit,' also known as Zhu Si, because he always ranked fourth from the bottom in the class in exams. He was so talented that he got the nickname 'Pig Shit.' Regardless of whether he was talented or wealthy, let's use 'wealthy' for now, since his family is indeed quite rich) at home?"
"I'm sorry, young master is not here. 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 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 no one answered after a long time. Perhaps the phone wasn't with him or the number was wrong. Just as the man was about to hang up, the call suddenly connected, and a voice came through, "Who are you?" The tone seemed rather impolite.
"Excuse me, are you 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 anymore. Looks like you won't remember me unless I pluck your hairs," the man suddenly said with a smile.
"Are you fucking sick??? Wait, you??? You are??? Brother Long?" The voice suddenly trembled.
"Haha, you still have a conscience after all. It wasn't for nothing that I fought so many battles for you back then. Besides me, who else would dare call you Young Master Zhu, you 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 brother," while northerners call it "porcelain brother." The two have been in the same class since kindergarten and 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 that he almost jumped off a building. It happened to be during the election season, and he was already the pre-selected mayoral candidate. There was nothing he could do. Although Vice Mayor Zhang loved his position, he eventually realized that his son was more important than his official post. In the end, he used a lot of manpower and resources to get Zhang Zilong, who had already been arrested, back into custody. As for the methods he used, we won't discuss them here. Of course, because of this incident, Vice Mayor Zhang still failed to remove the "Vice Mayor" title in that election. Later, in a fit of anger, Vice Mayor Zhang sent Zhang Zilong to a reformatory. And now, eight years later, Zhang Zilong has returned.
"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 be here now?" Pig Shit started to choke up as he spoke.
"Alright, alright, you've become like an 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 would still kill that bastard. Stop dawdling and get off that woman. Your brother is at the train station now and has 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 train station in T city?" Pig Shit asked uncertainly.
"Are you out of your mind today? Did that guy drive you crazy back then? Why would I call you to pick me up when I'm not in T City? Hurry up and come here," Zhang Zilong said impatiently.
"Okay, coming right away, brother, wait for me a minute, I'll be right there. 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 coming from the other end. It was probably something that happened while the pig shit kid was doing his 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.
"Alright, bro, I'll be there in ten minutes. If you're a second late, you can ask me to pluck your hair." Then he hung up.
After finishing his phone call, Zhang Zilong bought a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes for 7 yuan. Standing at the intersection where he had arranged to meet Zhu Shi, he lit a cigarette and quietly lit it. Suddenly, this scene came back to his mind.
“Zilong, I’ve watched you grow up step by step. We know how much you’ve contributed to the country, and the country knows it too. But this time you’ve really gone too far. Although we don’t think you’ve done anything wrong, you’ve already attracted international attention. If we don’t remove you from the military, those Westerners will cause trouble again. Besides, we’re doing this for your personal safety.” An elderly man in a major general’s uniform said helplessly as he sat opposite Zhang Zilong.
Zhang Zilong, dressed in a gleaming colonel's uniform, quietly drew his sidearm after listening to the old man's words. He touched it repeatedly in his hand, tears seemingly streaming down his face. Reluctantly, he placed the gun on the table in front of the old man and slowly said, "Commander, I understand what you're saying. Thank you for your guidance and support over the years. I've embarrassed you this time."
The old man opposite Zhang Zilong walked up to him quietly and said in a deep voice, "Stand at attention."
As if by reflex, Zhang Zilong straightened up and stood upright in front of 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. When we wear this uniform, we are the guardians of the country. When we take off this uniform, 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 authority pressed down on Zhang Zilong.
Zhang Zilong wiped away the tears in his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I will remember what the commander said."
The commander regained his kind expression, patted Zhang Zilong on the shoulder, and said, "You are 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 am very upset about having to remove you from the army. I blame myself for being useless and unable to persuade those guys who make a living by talking. I am sorry, Zilong." The old man also seemed to be moved and his voice was a little choked.
Chapter Three: White or Red?
Zhang Zilong panicked. In all the years he had known his superior, he had never seen him say so many affected things like this before. He quickly said, "Commander...??????"
The commander raised his hand to stop him, saying, "But no matter what, the interests of the country are still the most important, and we soldiers must obey." After he finished speaking, he took out a card from the box behind him and said, "This is compensation from the country. There is one million in it. I know you don't want it, but you have to take it so that I can feel better." Zhang Zilong hesitated for a moment, but still took the card. He knew that this one million must have been obtained for him by the old commander through all sorts of means. Otherwise, if he had been dismissed, he would not have received a penny. Even if he had been reinstated, he would have received at most one hundred thousand.
"Alright, let's go. Gold shines wherever it is. Do your job well in society and don't bring shame to our soldiers, do you hear me?"
"I heard you," Zhang Zilong said in a deep voice, offering a toast, then turned and left.
It wasn't long ago, just yesterday. Zhang Zilong's head had been filled with this all day. The day before he joined the army, he had a fight with his father. In the end, 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, and his scores in all subjects were the best in his unit. Later, a senior officer came to their unit to inspect, the old man mentioned earlier. At that time, Zhang Zilong was practicing on the parallel bars alone in front of the sun. The old officer saw that while everyone else was taking a lunch break, he was practicing on the horizontal bar alone and said to him, "Young man, come here."
Upon seeing a major general, Zhang Zilong dared not be negligent and quickly ran over to salute. The old commander smiled and asked, "Everyone else is sleeping, why are you training your strength here all by yourself?"
Without hesitation, Zhang Zilong replied, "Because I want to be an official, and you can't be an official without ability."
The old commander was very pleased and laughed heartily, "Good, good! If you utter any of those nonsense or lies about bringing glory to the country, I'll fire you immediately. A soldier must be honest first and foremost. 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 exceptionally well in next year's competition, I'll 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 on 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 that the government release the perpetrators—Zhang Zilong. 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 dressed in a sharp suit opened the car door and got out. Without saying a word, he hugged Zhang Zilong, seemingly crying, "Brother, what happened to you? You've been gone for so many years without even a phone call or a letter."
"What are you doing? Get away from here. If others see us, they'll think we're 'comrades'," Zhang Zilong said jokingly, but his voice was a little choked up.
"Brother, do you know how much I missed you after you left? Today I've finally got you back!" Pig Shit looked like he wouldn't let go no matter what.
"No, no, don't be so mushy, okay? A man should have some decency. Don't say everything out loud. Besides, do you even think about me? I just heard a woman on the phone yelling 'Hurry up, hurry up!'" Zhang Zilong said with a laugh.
"I was just looking for something to rely on. You know, I felt so empty inside after you left. You know, people will have problems if they don't even have something to rely on. So I just looked for something with those women!" Pig Shit acted like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water.
"Alright, stop being so dramatic. Do you think I don't know what kind of person you are? I told you long ago you must have been a eunuch in your past life, otherwise why would you be so greedy with women in this one? Okay, okay, let's find somewhere to eat, I'm starving."
"Let's eat, oh right, let's go for a walk." Piggy Shit opened the car door, let Zhang Zilong sit down, and 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. Pig Shit 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 Pig Shit's allowance. Zhang Zilong remembered that the thing Pig Shit was taught most often was how to steal expensive liquor and cigarettes from his father, sell them, and have fun—going to restaurants and bars. Of course, poor Pig Shit was always the one who got scolded in the end.
"Of course! My dad's still got strong and healthy. He seems to have recently taken on another girlfriend, and she's a celebrity. My dad has given me more control now. Half of the group's business is mine. I feel so resentful thinking about how we used to be so poor that we could only afford one cigarette between us. Now I'm going to make up for all the grievances I suffered back then," Pig Shit said with a laugh as he opened the car.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Zilong took back the Hongtashan cigarette he was handing to Zhu Shi and said, "Forget it, it seems I'll just have to smoke this Hongtashan myself."
Pig Shit quickly snatched the cigarette from Zhang Zilong's hand and said, "Wait, I haven't finished yet. But these days, no matter how you smoke this Zhonghua Panda cigarette, it's not as satisfying as when you and I sold our textbooks to buy Hongtashan cigarettes back in the day."
Zhang Zilong muttered, "Really? Then you can switch to Hongtashan cigarettes from now on. Forget about Zhonghua, you don't like it anyway." As he spoke, he somehow managed to stuff a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes that he 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 hadn't changed. He smiled and took out another pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from the car, handing it to Zhang Zilong, saying, "We should share this good fortune. How could I, Pig Shit, forget you, brother? I've already prepared it for you."
Zhang Zilong and Zhu Shi didn't stand on ceremony at all. "Brothers, we've risked our lives for each other, what's a little money?" he said, opening a Zhonghua cigarette and lighting it. "You know, these cigarettes are expensive for a reason," he said, "They're definitely better than the cheap ones I've been tricked into buying."
While driving, Pig Shit pitifully smoked a Hongtashan cigarette and said, "Brother, can I have one too?"
Zhang Zilong asked with a puzzled look, "Didn't you say that Hongtashan cigarettes are easier to smoke?"
Pig Shit looked like he was about to faint and said, "It's just that I haven't smoked in so many years and it doesn't taste right anymore."
Zhang Zilong chuckled as he put the Zhonghua cigarettes in the car, then took out a pack and handed it to Zhu Shi, saying, "Don't pretend to be all nostalgic next to me like that. What, are you afraid your brother will feel inferior because I'm doing so poorly now? Let me tell you, I don't feel the same way about eating your brother's food versus eating my own. Let's go, to the most expensive hotel in T City. Damn it, I've been eating cabbage for so many years in the army, I'm going to have some meat today."
"Alright, I've been waiting for you to say that. I've already booked the seats at the Hilton," Pig Shit suddenly sped up.
"Hilton, it turns out 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 don't know anything. I didn't finish what I was saying. I just like being served by foreign employees, okay?" Zhang Zilong himself felt incredibly ashamed.
"Alright, let's go."
The car smoothly pulled into the Hilton Hotel parking lot. The two entered the lobby. Zhang Zilong looked around and smiled. "As expected of the biggest hotel in T City, it's incredibly luxurious." Zhu Shi spoke briefly with the receptionist, and then another receptionist led them to the elevator. The receptionist stood in front, and the two stood behind. It was obvious that the receptionist at such a large hotel was a top-tier beauty. The woman wore a professional skirt suit that only reached her knees. The two stood behind, staring blankly at her backside. Zhang Zilong whispered in Zhu Shi's ear, "Do you think that girl is wearing white or red underneath?"
Chapter Four was originally a vacuum.
After staring intently at the beautiful woman's buttocks for a while, Pig Shit finally realized he still couldn't discern the color. He then made a wild guess: "I think it's white, and it's the kind with a 'T' shape that's open in the front. A girl this young must be in the bloom of youth, so I changed it to white. White is more transparent!"
Zhang Zilong shook his head and said, "No, I think it should be red lace. That way it's a bit hazy yet still romantic. You're just a little lower-body animal."
Pig Shit glanced at Zhang Zilong, implying that he wasn't any better. Zhang Zilong asked in surprise, "You don't believe me? Why don't you take a look?"
Pig Shit asked, "What do you think?"
Zhang Zilong laughed and said, "The old way."
Just then, a lighter landed straight in front of the beautiful woman, right in front of her, within easy reach of her bending down. There's a trick to this; if it were thrown further away, a woman would have to take a few steps to pick it up, and most women would choose to bend down and half-squat to retrieve it. But if it's placed right in front of her, most women will bend down without hesitation. This is experience Zhang Zilong and Zhu Shi had accumulated years ago. Judging by the accuracy of Zhang Zilong's lighter-throwing technique, he was clearly an expert. Zhang Zilong smiled and said, "Miss, could you please help me pick up this lighter?"
The beautiful woman turned around, smiled at Zhang Zilong, and said, "Okay." 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.
Just as the beautiful woman bent over, Pig Shit couldn't help but shout, "My God, she's not wearing anything at all, she's in neutral!"
Upon hearing Pig Shit's squeal, Zhang Zilong knew things were going badly. He quickly smacked Pig Shit's foot, and Pig Shit immediately noticed and covered his mouth with his hand. It's no wonder Pig Shit was so surprised; he knew the women in this hotel were open-minded, but he never imagined 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 pig's squeal. She immediately blushed, stood up, lowered her head, and, not daring to look at the two men, handed the lighter to Zhang Zilong, saying in a barely audible voice, "Sir, here's your lighter." At that moment, 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, what a lovely girl, and you've made her sound like this?" Zhang Zilong shook his head regretfully. "How can you blame me? I never imagined she would go into battle with nothing underneath!"
Zhang Zilong pointed at Pig Shit, looking at him with a disappointed expression, and said, "You, in two words, are a beast." He then headed towards the private room the beautiful woman had mentioned, number one. Pig Shit said aggrievedly, "You're not even as good as me."
How could Zhang Zilong not hear him? He whirled around and asked, "What? You're saying my face is worse than an animal's?"
Pig Shit didn't understand what Zhang Zilong was saying, and said aggrievedly, "When did I say you're not even as good as an animal? Huh??? No, no, you misunderstood, brother, I was just saying that the premise is that I'm not an animal."
Zhang Zilong, smiling, put his arm around Zhu Shi's shoulder and walked inside. Zhu Shi was sweating profusely. Everyone here was rich and powerful. It was really a bit... unseemly for the two of them to be walking arm in arm like that.
Half an hour later, the two stared blankly at the huge table of food. Zhang Zilong, in particular, muttered, "This is really not worth it. Five thousand eight hundred yuan, and that was after a discount. To eat this damn Manchu Han Imperial Feast, I'm not even as full as I would have been eating instant noodles. Damn it, I didn't eat anything."
Pig Shit finally realized how clear-headed his decision to arrange a private room was. If they were eating out, Zhu Youcai, who was now a somewhat well-known figure in T City, would never dare to dine in T City again if anyone else heard Zhang Zilong's words. 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 eat all that expensive food and he only left the plate. Let's go."
The pig excrement let out a helpless exclamation, "Sigh!"
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 only after I'd made something of myself. Now I've been discharged from the army. If I go back now, who knows how my dad will look at me?"
Pig Shit nodded and said, "I understand. Why do you need to rent a place? Our group has a high-rise villa residential area in the suburbs. How about I get one for you?"
"Stop, villa? That sounds scary. The suburbs are too far away. Don't try to play tricks on me. Don't you have a couple of houses in the city to keep your mistresses?" Zhang Zilong retorted.
Pig Shit said, "You should have said so earlier. I wasn't afraid you'd say I wasn't treating you well. I have an apartment in the city, and you were right, it's really for entertaining women. I usually live at home."
Zhang Zilong called out, "Let's go."
As they got into the car, Zhang Zilong grabbed the keys, threw Pig Shit onto the passenger seat, and got into the driver's seat 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, "You can fly a plane, so you can't 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 held a fatal allure for Zhang Zilong, just like beautiful women.
The speed is getting faster and faster, from 150 to 240, and it's still increasing.
A good car is a good car; this kind of speed is something that ordinary cars can't achieve.
Chapter Five: The Female Police Officer's Madness (Part One)
Pig Shit Leaf sat next to me, nearly going crazy.
"Brother, stop! This will cause an accident!" But Zhang Zilong was speeding and couldn't hear anything.
He replied to Pig Shit with a remark: "Sit still, you won't die."
Zhang Zilong suddenly realized a problem. He had no idea where the destination was, so he said to Pig Shit, "Hey, Pig Shit, where's the destination? Let me check this CPRS map."
Pig Shit was already speechless, he just pointed to the destination. Zhang Zilong looked at it, then suddenly stepped on the gas again, and the speed reached 280.
His eyes could no longer see the road clearly; Zhang Zilong was speeding entirely by feel. "It's so exhilarating!" he exclaimed, laughing as car after car passed him. "Speeding through those military jeeps feels nothing," he thought. "These cars are so much better! What used to take Zhu Shih forty minutes, I only took twelve!" Zhang Zilong turned to look at Zhu Shih and saw him pale-faced, gripping the car window tightly. Startled, Zhang Zilong quickly stopped the car.
Pig Shit was leaning against the car window, vomiting incessantly. Zhang Zilong went over and patted him on the back, asking, "Pig Shit, are you alright?"
"Brother, why are you driving so fast? You almost scared me to death!" Then tears welled up in her eyes.
"Are you even a man? You're so fast! You'd be scared to death if you were on a plane!" Zhang Zilong said disdainfully. "Brother, there's nothing scary about flying. What's scary is flying on a plane like yours where people drive cars like airplanes!" Pig Shit said, feeling very aggrieved.
Zhang Zilong was speechless for a moment, then said, "Not bad, you've improved, kid. You can even say such philosophical things now."
Just as Zhang Zilong was about to get into his car, a police sedan screeched to a halt beside him. A policewoman in uniform stepped out. Both men's eyes lit up; this was a real beauty, especially a woman in uniform—Zhang Zilong loved this type. The woman was about 1.7 meters tall, with a delicate face. Her most striking feature was a pair of captivating, large eyes. The only flaw was her small bust; she couldn't quite remember, just a little short of being truly beautiful. Wait a minute, why were those eyes so menacing?! "Show me your driver's license," the woman said arrogantly to Zhang Zilong.
Zhang Zilong wondered if this was a female traffic police officer. He didn't have a driver's license, but he did have a pilot's license. He wondered if it was even valid. Could it be that she had seen him speeding earlier?
"Officer, what traffic rules did I violate?" Zhang Zilong asked. "What traffic rules did you violate? You were traveling at a maximum speed of 320 km/h, ran 15 red lights, and caused five traffic accidents in the city."
"Besides, you're parking on this main road now. What traffic rules have you violated?" the policewoman said arrogantly.
"No way, I ran so many red lights?" Zhang Zilong scratched his head, thinking.
"Officer, I'm sorry."
"Look how beautiful and generous you are, so please don't make things difficult for us. I promise that I will strictly abide by what Chairman Mao and Chairman Deng said and did, strictly abide by traffic rules, serve the people, study hard, and make progress every day..." (omitting 10,000 words) Pig Shit unleashed his invincible shamelessness. Zhang Zilong knew that this trick was indeed very effective against women, so he quickly chimed in.
"Hey, keep going, keep talking! I can't stand scum like you, all talk and no action!" 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, bro, don't bother with her, I'll handle it!" With that, Pig Shit walked up to the policewoman and asked, "Miss, which district's traffic cop are you from? Who's your captain?" As a young master from a powerful family, few traffic cops would dare to mess with Pig Shit.
"Oh, so you've brought up our captain. Let me tell you, calling anyone won't make a difference. I'm in a bad mood today, and it's none of your business. The driver, come with me to the police station," the policewoman said, ignoring Pig Shit and pointing at Zhang Zilong.
Zhang Zilong charged forward angrily. Who did he think he was? He dared to swore at even his superiors in the army, so why would 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, and a good man doesn't fight with a woman." "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 had restrained himself.
"You?" Zhang Zilong was already furious. If it weren't for the fact that she was a woman, he would have attacked her long ago. He didn't care about assaulting a police officer. However, seeing her contemptuous smile, Zhang Zilong calmed down a lot.
Pig Shit wondered to himself, "What's wrong with this policewoman? Did she eat gunpowder? Or did she go through menopause twenty years early? It seems this matter can't be resolved peacefully." He picked up his phone and made a call.
【to be continued】
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