Chapter 49. The Top 3 Guild
Her cold look could not hide her body’s sensitive side, and Zhang Yang clearly felt it! Underneath her thin uniform, he could feel her two round buns clasped in his hands! It’s no wonder people say that the colder a woman is, the more sensitive her body would be; and she is the perfect example! Zhang Yang loosen his grip on her, rolled over and stood up. As the policewoman did the same, her cheeks blushed like red roses quite visibly. She was beautiful and cute, yet glamorous at the same time!
The surrounding crowd gave out a sudden call, and Zhang Yang took this chance to flee from the scene with his tail between his legs. He knew he made a grave mistake and if he continued standing there, he would be branded a pervert and be arrested! Watching him run away, the policewomen stomped the ground with anger and dread, causing her bosoms to bounce with every step. She turned and returned to the police station with the 3 members of the scamming family.
Along the way, Zhang Yang grabbed a few snacks to eat before he got home. The time was slightly past 9:30am, and he quickly put on his gaming helmet and logged in.
“Little Yang, what took you so long to get up? Could it be… did you have some fun last night?! Listen to me, you can’t go around and pick them up from the streets! They’re some nasty stuff, bro! Give me a few days, and I’ll come over and bring you to this awesome place called ‘Girl’s Town’! The girls over there are at the same level as superstars!” Zhang Yang was immediately greeted by Fatty Han’s private message. As usual, he never bothered to change his lustful and perverted behavior. Ignoring his usual habit, Zhang Yang sent a party invitation along with his reply, “Uh huh, right… like I’ll believe you!”
Little Snow, Drizzler, as well as Hundred Shots were recruited as well.
“Sorry I’m late, guys. Had a little hiccup just now. Let’s gather at the North side of the city!”
Drizzler began to complain, “Stupid uncle! If I’d known you were going to be late, I would’ve slept longer!” Zhang Yang felt a little ticked off. He only smiled bitterly and said, “Why ‘uncle’? I’m not even that much older than you are.” Albeit childish, Zhang Yang did not really fancy being called an old uncle nor a young brat.
“Aren’t you over your 20’s?” Drizzler asked.
“Huh… yeah. I’m 22 now!”