Susan was a little grateful when she heard Ye Haoran comforting her, but the next moment she discovered that Ye Haoran, that bastard, was actually taking off her clothes.
"Asshole, what are you doing?" Susan quickly covered her chest with both hands. She was only wearing a lace bra under her police uniform, and it was an ultra-thin quarter-cup bra.
"I'll lend you your metal buttons." Ye Haoran said, and kept using his fingers, "Pap-pap-pap-pap" five times in a row, and he had already pulled off all the buttons on Susan's body.
Susan got angry and reached out to hit Ye Haoran on the face.
Ye Haoran was stunned for a moment, then sneered, and with a "pop", his palm directly pulled off the button on Susan's bra.
The small white lace bra fell down.
Susan felt aggrieved and wanted to cry. This bastard Ye Haoran was about to die, and he was still acting like a gangster. Are all Chinese men so shameless?
Ye Haoran didn't explain. He held six buttons, rolled his body out of the wall, and appeared at the door of the pizza shop.
"Boss Moen, the key is on him." Luke, who was behind, pointed at Ye Haoran with a pistol and said.
Moen's eyes were red and he stared at Ye Haoran, "Bring the key."
"for you."
Ye Haoran raised his right hand, and there were only five buttons in it.
"Asshole, what is this?" Moen yelled.
Ye Haoran waved his hand and said, "Swish, swish, swish..." Six rays of light and shadow flashed past, and the six buttons were like six cursors, flying straight towards the six Moen people.
"Chi chi chi..."
Six buttons were precisely drawn on the wrists of six people.
Moen and the others were caught off guard. The button was like a dart, embedded deeply into the bones of their arms. The severe pain made their hands tremble. "Dang Bang...Dang Bang..." After several sounds, the guns in their hands had already fallen off. On the ground.
Ye Haoran rushed over like a bolt of lightning, raised his fist, raised his flying legs, and with a few "bang bang bang..." sounds, he instantly kicked the six Moen people to the ground.
Ye Haoran clapped his hands and said loudly: "Hey, beautiful agent, please call for reinforcements."
When Susan heard Ye Haoran's voice, she pulled her clothes with both hands and walked out. Seeing the situation outside, Susan opened her blue eyes in surprise.
"You...you...how did you do that?" Susan couldn't understand.
"Thank you for the button." Ye Haoran clapped his hands, "If there's nothing wrong, I'll leave first. I'm really going to be late for work."
"No, reinforcements will be arriving soon. Just wait a moment. We still need your cooperation in recording a confession." Susan quickly grabbed Ye Haoran, her arm loosened, and then the scenery on her chest was exposed.
Ye Haoran stared at Susan and smiled, "Dear Miss Detective, I didn't expect you to be quite capable."
Susan quickly hugged her clothes with both hands and glared at Ye Haoran with a blushing face.
Ye Haoran waved his hand, "I have to go. If you remember my life-saving grace, please don't ask me to record a statement. I am a smuggler. It will be troublesome if you take me to the police station."
With that said, Ye Haoran waved his hand and left.
"My business card." Susan ran up, "Asshole, take my business card, this matter isn't over yet."
"Oh, beautiful Susan, of course it's not over yet. You slapped me just now. You are the first person to slap me since I was a child, so of course it won't be over." Ye Haoran continued to walk, Then he shook his hand, and there was a business card on his palm. He didn't know when Ye Haoran stole it from Susan.
Susan stood there blankly. Her business card had always been in the back pocket of Pigu. Could this bastard be a snitch? Why didn't he even notice that he had stolen the business card? Damn it.
Susan gritted her teeth in hatred, but there was a different emotion in her heart. In the fierce gun battle just now, this Chinese man really saved her life.
Not long after, a large number of police officers arrived. When they saw Moen and others on the ground, as well as Susan's naked appearance, the police officers opened their mouths.
"Susan, are you okay? What happened? What happened to your clothes...?" A black police officer from country M ran over and asked with concern.
"Nothing, Captain Justin, I'm fine." Susan ignored the black detective and walked to the car to change clothes.
Justin bit his lip when he saw Susan's indifference. He looked at the scene, then pulled over a witness and asked fiercely: "What on earth happened."
"I...I was eating at a pizza shop, and then gunfire rang out, bullets flew, and then a Chinese man hugged the female agent, and then tore off the female agent's buttons, and then I didn't know ." The witness said nonsense. He stayed in the pizza shop and only saw this, so he told the truth.
When Justin heard a Chinese man tearing off Susan's clothes, the veins on his forehead were immediately exposed, he sneered and strode away.
At this time, Ye Haoran had just arrived at Apartment No. 25 at the University of California.
In front of the door of Apartment No. 25, Rose was holding a bag and standing there anxiously.
Seeing Ye Haoran coming, Rose breathed a sigh of relief. She was just worried about whether Ye Haoran would come to work.
"Hey." Rose walked over to meet Ye Haoran, "Manager Ye, you were one hour and three minutes late on your first day at work."
Rose shook the watch on her arm.
"Wow, Miss Rose takes good care of herself. Her skin is fairer and tenderer than that of a twenty-year-old girl." Ye Haoran praised.
Rose burst out laughing, "Never again, but don't be too late. These are your clothes."
Ye Haoran nodded, "Thank you, Miss Rose, for your understanding. I did come late because something happened on the way."
Rose waved her hand and said: "I would like to remind you one last thing, Mr. Ye, you must pay attention to safety and don't get into any serious trouble. Pay attention to your own personal safety, and also pay attention to the personal safety of the students."
"I understand what you mean." Ye Haoran said.
Rose twisted her butt and left.
Ye Haoran took the clothes and walked into Apartment No. 25. There was a room on the first floor of the apartment opposite the door. This was Ye Haoran's office.
When I got to the room, I took a look and saw that there were monitors inside. Of course, these monitors could only see the situation outside the apartment and the scene at the corner of the apartment stairs. In order to protect privacy, there were no monitors in each room or at the door.
Ye Haoran changed into the clothes of a security administrator, a security uniform with a rubber roller hanging on the waist.
"Well, he's quite handsome." Ye Haoran sat in the room and suddenly realized that although the job was good, it was a bit boring.
There was a student grade book on the table. Ye Haoran flipped through it casually. There were about forty people on the register, indicating that there were not many students living in this apartment building.
While I was flipping through the pages boredly, I heard the sound of slippers.
Ye Haoran looked up and saw a woman wearing a nightgown walking over. This woman was as thin as a skeleton, tall and not pretty. At least in Ye Haoran's view, this woman looked like most F Just like a Paris model, very ugly.
"Hey, you're the new housekeeper," the woman asked in English with a very proud tone.
Ye Haoran rolled his eyes and ignored it.
"I'm asking you something." The woman walked over and patted the glass. She was over 1.8 meters tall, a little taller than Ye Haoran.
"I'm busy." Ye Haoran said angrily.
Several girls passing by saw Ye Haoran and looked at him curiously. They didn't expect that the new housekeeper was actually a man.
"You...Okay, dormitory manager, the toilet in my room is broken. Please go and fix it quickly. I'm in a hurry to go to the toilet." The woman endured it. After all, she had something to ask of Ye Haoran, so she had no choice but to endure it.
"No time." Ye Haoran waved his hand.
"You... you go and take a look. Look, I'm not even dressed yet." This woman from Country F had no choice but to use her trump card, hoping to seduce Ye Haoran to repair the toilet.
Ye Haoran lazily raised his head, "First, next time, you should speak better when you see me. Second, I'm really not interested in flat-chested women, let alone flat-chested ones who look ugly."
"Asshole." The woman slapped her palm on the glass, but the glass was very strong, so the glass was fine this time. Instead, the woman rubbed her hands in pain.
When the passing students saw the female model, they all snickered. Ye Haoran didn't know this female model, but everyone in the fashion industry knew her. She was the new star of the recent F country fashion show. Lisa, Lisa's age. Qingbian is in full swing, and naturally she has a very bad temper, so the girls in the apartment don't like her very much. Seeing her deflated, they couldn't stop laughing.
"Okay, just wait." Lisa stamped her foot, turned around and walked towards her room.
Ye Haoran said "cut", then waved his hands towards the girls around him, "Whatever you are looking at, go to class quickly."
The girls laughed and left.
Not long after, the sound of slippers sounded again.
Ye Haoran looked up and saw Lisa walking over carrying a leather bag.
"What do you think?" Ye Haoran said impatiently, "I won't fix your toilet."
"A thousand dollars, how about a thousand dollars." Lisa tossed a stack of U.S. dollars, "You go fix the toilet, and the money is all yours."
"Are you crazy?" Ye Haoran rolled his eyes.
"two thousand."
Lisa tossed another stack of bills and sneered, "If you don't agree, I will take the money away."
Ye Haoran pinched his nostrils, stretched out his hand, collected the money, and said: "Go back to your room and wait, I will fix your toilet."
"Humph, you spineless man, I thought you were so tough." Lisa held her head high proudly and walked to her room like a victor.
Ye Haoran held the two thousand dollars in his hands and sighed, "It seems like this position is really good. It's so easy to make money, hehe."
With that said, Ye Haoran picked up the landline phone on the table, took out a business card from the pocket behind Pi Gu, and dialed.
"Hello, hello." A man's voice came from the other side, speaking English, but not very proficient.
Ye Haoran said directly in Chinese: "Wang Hu, I am Ye Haoran. I have a job here. I need to clean the toilet. I have a reward of five hundred dollars. Please help me find someone to come and I want a woman."
"Just clean the toilet, five hundred dollars." Wang Hu shouted on the phone, "Brother Ye, are you kidding me? Can I let my wife do it?"
"Of course. The address is Building 25, University of California. Ask your wife to come over..."