Unbridled, Depraved

Chapter 196 Who are you calling a country bumpkin?

Superintendent Feilong.

A tall man stood at the door of the police station.

He has delicate features and a handsome appearance, with black hair that falls on his forehead like silk, slightly covering his deep and bright eyes.

His eyelashes were like crow feathers, and his face was half light and half dark in the twilight. The clear lines outlined a handsome face that made people fall in love with him.

He was walking around aimlessly, holding a bouquet of roses in one hand and putting the other hand in his trouser pocket.

The flowers were just like his mood, full of anticipation and enthusiasm.

Each petal is tender and exudes a faint fragrance. The rich floral scent permeates the air, making the whole night full of romance.

"Boss! Here they come, Officer Ji is out!"

There was obvious excitement in Ali's voice, and his eyes were fixed on the door of the police station, afraid to miss any details.

He turned quickly and looked at Xiao Heng who was also nervous beside him.

Xiao Heng quickly straightened his clothes, took the hand out of his trouser pocket, and held the flowers with both hands.

"Well, how about this look? Do you think I am okay with this look?"

He was wearing Ali's old suit jacket today. The fabric was rough, the style was too large, and the style was old-fashioned.

With his baby face and wearing such an ill-fitting suit, he looked exactly like a child who had stolen adult clothes.

Ali: "Not bad, not bad, very charming like a mature man!"

Ah Wen: "Boss, with your figure, you'd look handsome even if you put on a sack!"

"..."

Awen and Ali's flattery continued as Ji Nian and Wang Zhe walked out of the police station's office building together. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on them, stretching their shadows long.

They walked side by side, and from time to time there were low laughter and relaxed conversations.

Just as they were about to reach the door, Wang Zhe's attention was attracted by a figure in the distance.

He squinted his eyes and looked carefully, only to see a tall and straight man holding a bouquet of bright roses in his hand. He was standing not far away, staring at this side with cold eyes.

"Why is it that boy again?"

Wang Zhe frowned and muttered softly.

He turned to look at Ji Nian and found an unnatural expression flashed across her face.

"Do you need my help?"

Ji Nian suddenly felt guilty, and she didn't know why she felt this way.

"No need, Sir Wang, I suddenly remembered that I still have work to do, you go first!"

After saying that, she turned around and ran towards the office building without waiting for Wang Zhe to reply.

Her steps were hurried and her mind was in a mess.

She didn't understand why she ran away, but her intuition told her that she should stay away from the man holding the roses.

Xiao Heng, who was not far away, stood in the shadows, his eyes fixed on the intimate couple in front of him.

His fingers unconsciously tightened the bouquet of roses in his hands, wishing he could crush them.

"Boss, it's that Wang Sir again. Why does he hang out with my sister-in-law every day? Do you want us to find a sack and beat him up?"

Awen sucked his teeth and looked fierce. If you didn't know, you would think his wife had run away with Wang Sir.

"No need. This is a duel between men. We must be fair and aboveboard. Who am I, Xiao Heng? How could I do such a shameless thing?"

"But this guy is too arrogant. He knows that you are pursuing my sister-in-law, but he deliberately drives his shabby Mercedes to take my sister-in-law home every day. We can't stand it anymore!"

Awen was indignant.

Xiao Heng frowned even more. He was silent for a while and replied, "That's true, but my cars are too expensive. Last time I drove a Ferrari and Officer Ji mistakenly thought I was a kept gigolo, so I had to make up a lot of lies."

"Well... let me think about it..."

Ah Wen rolled his eyes and looked at Ali who was standing beside him. "Ali, I remember you have a second-hand Civic. Do you want to give it to the boss?"

When Ali heard this, he looked a little embarrassed, "My car is too old and often breaks down. I'm afraid the boss is not used to driving it."

Xiao Heng thought Awen's suggestion was good. "It's better to have a broken car! I want a broken car! A broken car fits my poor personality! Bring the car to me tomorrow, and I'll give you the Porsche in my Curry!"

When Ali heard the name Porsche, his eyes suddenly flashed with surprise. He nodded and said, "No problem, boss! I'll fill up the car with gas and drive it over to you tonight!"

Awen was very envious.

He suddenly felt a little regretful that he shouldn't have saved money to buy that Ducati worth more than one million.

At that time, he laughed at Ali for driving a second-hand Civic. He didn't expect that he could exchange his old car worth less than 50,000 yuan for the boss' Porsche worth more than 3 million yuan!

His eyes wandered around aimlessly, and suddenly, an electric car moving at a snail's pace came into his sight.

The electric car was in a dilapidated state, with rust all over the body and even the tires were worn out.

However, at this moment, an idea flashed in Awen's mind.

It seems that there is an electric car at home that his father uses to buy groceries!

"Boss, driving a second-hand Civic worth 50,000 yuan still makes you look too rich. I have a Yadi electric car worth 500 yuan. Would you like to try it?"

He smiled sincerely and honestly, and continued to encourage Xiao Heng: "I think that electric bike is more suitable for your poor temperament! When the time comes, you can ride the electric bike, and Officer Ji will sit on the back seat, holding your waist, and you can go home together. How nice!"

Ali was so angry when he heard this: "Go away, what's so good about electric cars? They're inconvenient when it rains. My second-hand Civic is better!"

Ah Wen was not to be outdone: "Why are electric bikes bad? Anyway, the boss is poor, so it's normal for him to ride an electric bike!"

Ali was so angry at his words that he glared at him, "Get lost, get lost, you let the boss ride this broken thing that you don't even ride yourself, what are you thinking?"

Awen’s inner thoughts: Of course it’s An who wants the Porsche!

"..."

As the night deepens, the neon lights on both sides of the street begin to flicker, adding a bit of bustle to the quiet night.

Xiao Heng stood on the side of the road, his brows slightly frowned, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

The quarrel between Awen and Ali kept coming into his ears, as if two saws were pulling back and forth in his ears, giving him a headache.

Just as he was about to stop him, he heard Ali say nervously:

"Hey! Boss! He he he...Wang Sir is coming towards us!"

Xiao Heng raised his eyebrows, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes: "You came just in time, I also want to meet him."

Then they saw Wang Zhe walking towards them at a leisurely pace.

Although it was late at night, Wang Zhe still had a pair of sunglasses on his nose, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Hey, isn't this Wang Sir? You're still wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night, aren't you afraid of falling into a pit?"

As soon as Xiao Heng finished speaking, Awen and Ali also joined in the fun.

Ah Wen: "Why are you wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night? Are you pretending to be cool?"

Ali: "I think you should just call him B Sir instead of Wang Sir! B Sir is more in line with your temperament! Don't you think so, Awen? Hahahaha..."

Awen: "Ah, yes, yes, yes..."

Wang Zhe stood under the dim street lights, pursed his lips, and a scornful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He adjusted the sunglasses on his nose, and the black lenses gleamed faintly in the night.

"Excuse me, everyone. These glasses of mine are specially made. They not only block blue light and UV rays, but also have infrared functions, which allow me to accurately locate the suspect in dark conditions."

Having said that, he paused, his eyes swept from Awen and Ali, and finally stopped on Xiao Heng.

"This is the new generation of high technology. It's normal that you country bumpkins have never seen it."

Wang Zhe deliberately emphasized the tone of the word "country bumpkin", as if he was deliberately provoking him.

"Who are you calling a country bumpkin?!"

When Awen heard this, his face immediately turned red. He took a step forward, glared at Wang Zhe, and wanted to rush forward to argue.

"Ah Wen, go buy me a pack of cigarettes with Ali. I need to talk to Wang Sir alone."