Chapter 4: The Traffic Police Uncle, Someone is Drunk Driving!

  Hush!

  Rushing out of Di Hao, running onto the road, hadn't taken two steps when I heard that ear-piercing screeching sound again.

  Turning back, in the blurry line of sight, that pure black Range Rover stopped again, flashing its lights and honking its horn.

  "Don't want to live anymore?" The cold voice was mixed with a kind of indifference that regarded life as nothing, and the familiar voice made Mo Jiu feel stiff all over.

  Well, I've run into an acquaintance.

  Misfortunes never come singly.

  The bright lights of Emperor Hong's mansion illuminated the scene, and this time, through the half-open window that had been shaken loose, Mo Jiu saw the man's features even more clearly.

  Cold and hard lines, sharp facial features and tightly pursed lips, with an aura of unbridled arrogance, the whole thing is a cold and imposing figure!

  It was just unknown why he exchanged positions with the driver at this moment and sat in the driver's seat.

  Feeling those eyes filled with cold intent and murderous aura, Mo Jiu retreated two steps back, thinking to himself that although he was brave, wasn't it true that a good woman shouldn't fight with a man?

  When she slightly raised the corner of her mouth, a dimple appeared, and she revealed a mysterious smile: "Hey, what a coincidence!"

  With this greeting, Long Jing Tian in the car finally recognized her!

  It's her again!

  It was hard to set up the sting operation, and just as they were about to catch the country's biggest drug lord, this woman managed to mess it up not once but twice!

  Once is an accident, twice is a coincidence, but three times is a conspiracy?

  Long Jing Tian's originally cold eyes were now even colder, as if they had frozen over.

  "Get out!" Long Jing Tian coldly stared at Mo Jiu, his voice laced with disgust.

  Come on! It's clearly pedestrian time at this traffic light now!

  The anger and grievance that had been pent up in Mo Jiu for so long were gone at this moment, and she was no longer calm as usual. She lost her temper.

  The more so, the brighter Mo's smile became, and she twisted the wine bottle in her hand, swaying her waist like a water snake as she came to the car window from the front of the Land Rover.

  "Handsome guy..."

  A soft cry, and then he picked up the wine bottle and took a swig, his charming appearance enough to entice anyone, and then...

  Bang!

  A wine bottle smashed onto the car roof, shattering into pieces. In a flash, the shattered bottle spun in mid-air before a small fist shot out and struck the man's neck!

  You little brat, put a wine bottle on your neck and see how arrogant you still are!

  Hiss!

  Who knew, in the next second his wrist was tightly grasped by the man, it hurt as if it were going to break.

  Long Jing Tian's face still didn't reveal any expression, while the driver sitting next to him couldn't help but sigh inwardly: Miss, do you know who the person in front of you is? The young master of Kyoto's Long family! The former special forces king! Your little tricks are simply... not worth mentioning in front of the boss!

  Who would have thought ——

  Her wrist was caught by Long Jing Tian, and she winced in pain, her eyebrows furrowed, tears welling up in her eyes. Her head naturally hung down, begging for mercy. But just as it did, she suddenly twisted her waist, and her small face, the size of a palm, poked out from the window, aiming straight at the man's lips, and pressed against them fiercely.

  A slippery little tongue pried open the man's lips, and a sweet and spicy shot of liquor was sent over by her.

  The scene happened and the two people in the car were stunned.

  The driver's eyes widened in incredulity as he stared at his usually stoic boss, who had just been robbed of his first kiss by a little girl.

  Bring all the wine and water over, don't delay, hurry up and leave quickly, and loudly shout to the traffic police comrades still standing at the crossroads in the middle of the night:

  "Officer, this uncle is drunk driving!"

  "Hmph! Since I can't beat you with brute force, I'll have to outsmart you. Who made the lady have a bad mood today? Looks like someone's run into a nail!"

  But who would have thought ——