Mingzhu City, a new town near the South China Sea, has a very open nightlife. This street, known as the red-light district, is full of bright lights and women wearing revealing clothes, standing on the street to greet men. Their wanton and provocative postures, charming eyes and coquettish voices made me, a man who thought I was calm and had more concentration than an old monk who had seen through the world, feel hot and excited.
Guys are not stones, they have emotions and desires. If anyone doesn't feel moved when seeing a coquettish girl, he is not a real man.
I admired the colorful wild flowers on the roadside while quietly following Zhang Yunfeng. I just wanted to enjoy the flowers and it didn't cost any money or break the rules.
After following for about a hundred meters, I saw Zhang Yunfeng holding the girl dressed like a cat and stopped in front of two luxury cars. He patted the girl on the shoulder and said something, then got into the car in front and drove away. The car behind opened the door, stretched out a hand, and pulled the girl in.
Shit, the car in front was driving too fast, it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and it was too late to catch up. I followed him for so long in vain, I should have just called him. If I didn't catch up with him, I would have found a place to stay and walked straight ahead.
The car behind was still parked there, and it looked like a rich man. My brother-in-law seemed to be a little crazy, but he was quite good at work, otherwise how could he be a senior executive in Wancheng Group. Now he has come to the south again, and he doesn't know which god of wealth to curry favor with to give him a girl.
Just as I was thinking about it, I happened to pass by this car, and suddenly the door was pushed open, and the girl who had just got in was launched out like a cannonball, and hit me. Fuck, she was so strong that she almost knocked me over. It looked like this girl was kicked out of the car.
As for people, they think they are great just because they have a few bucks, and they don't regard prostitutes as human beings. In fact, they don't even know whether they are human beings or not. Alas, chickens are also human beings, and they have their own difficulties. If they are not forced by life, who the hell would sell themselves
I sighed and pulled up the girl who was holding her stomach and groaning in pain. It seemed that the kick was quite hard and she could hardly straighten her back.
"Mother, you are such a slut, why are you still pretending to be so cool? I'll make you a whore in the street!"
A bald man jumped out of the car, yelling and cursing, grabbed the girl, and with two "swish" sounds, tore the clothes off her chest!
The girl was so scared that she screamed, covered her chest and struggled to get into my arms.
This bald man has a fierce look on his face. He is not a decent person. He must be a gangster. If I encounter such a thing, I will not care if I just beat him up and scold him. After all, he is on someone else's territory. A strong dragon will not suppress a local snake. I will not bother myself. But looking at this posture, the bald man is going to tear off the girl's clothes in the street. Who knows how he will humiliate her next. I can't just ignore it.
I grabbed the bald man's hand and said to him, "Brother, why bother getting so angry with a girl?"
The bald man's eyes widened, and he sneered fiercely: "I never thought that a country bumpkin like you could still be kind to women. You, ugh..." He tried to turn his wrist, but I held it tightly, like a pair of pliers, and he couldn't move at all. Instead, I squeezed harder and he couldn't stand it. He couldn't say anything and his face turned red.