"Alright! Then go ahead and try to find it! If you find any, I'll give you all of it..."

Ye Hao was so confident because he never carried money in his pocket; instead, he stored it in a space. Even if many people searched him, they would never find a single penny on Ye Hao.

Murong Xue approached Ye Hao, snorted, and said, "Turn around."

"Why should I turn around? Do you think we're inspecting a drug dealer now?" Ye Hao rolled his eyes at Murong Xue.

Murong Xue also seemed to realize this wasn't the time for a case inspection, so she directly patted Ye Hao's shirt. Since it was spring, Ye Hao was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt.

The short-sleeved shirt made Ye Hao's abs and pecs appear well-defined. When Murong Xue touched those abs, she snorted, "What's uneven inside? Open it up and let me see."

"These are abs, nothing interesting to see," Ye Hao said helplessly.

"I told you to spread it open, so do it. Why so much nonsense?" Murong Xue said, reaching to lift Ye Hao's shirt.

Just then, two beauties walked by. As Murong Xue lifted Ye Hao's shirt, Ye Hao gave her a very resentful look.

The passing beauties sighed upon seeing this, "Oh, the moral decline of the world! It's unbearable! Even female traffic cops can't resist flirting with men on the street. How dark is it behind the scenes?"

The other one laughed heartily, "Look, that guy looks like a little grumbling wife. That lady officer must be the aggressive type, huh?"

"Seems so. That guy is pretty stocky, so why is he being felt up on the street just to avoid a fine? It's such a waste."

The conversation between the two women reached Ye Hao's ears. Ye Hao thought this woman is crazy; why should he act crazy with her?

Thinking this, Ye Hao patted his shirt down, and said speechlessly, "Alright, I really don't have any money on me. You saw it just now, those are abs, not a money pouch…"

"I haven't finished searching yet. There's still your pants pocket. Don't think about refusing the search. If you dare refuse, I'll add another penalty."

"What else would you penalize me for?" Ye Hao genuinely wanted to know what this woman was thinking all day.

"Another fine... another fine for undressing in public and affecting the cityscape," Murong Xue thought and said.

"Damn! Then go ahead and fine me! I really don't believe anyone would accuse me of undressing in public and then convict me," Ye Hao said indifferently.

"Hmph! Whatever your complaint, let me search your pants pocket first. If there's no money, then it's no big deal; I'll consider that bottle of milk tea as if I bought it myself. But if you do have money on you, I definitely won't let you off. Trying to fool me, no way." Murong Xue huffed cutely.

"Fine, fine! Hurry up, I need to get home," Ye Hao said helplessly, taking his hands out of his pockets to let Murong Xue search.

Seeing Ye Hao taking his hands out, Murong Xue put her hand into his pocket.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, she stirred in Ye Hao's casual trousers.

Occasionally, she touched Ye Hao's little brother down there, making him react immediately.

In spring, a man is just that sensitive, a light touch can make him feel a rush of stimulation.

Just then, she seemed to have touched a money pouch, Murong Xue thought to herself.

Turning, she searched another pocket of Ye Hao, but this time when she reached inside, she didn't search leisurely, but grabbed quickly.

Ye Hao wasn't on guard at first, but when he wanted to stop her, Murong Xue had already grabbed his little brother.

"Oh! You rotten boy, you actually hid the money in your underwear..."

"Hiss~~ No, don't squeeze, that's not money..." Ye Hao felt Murong Xue squeezing a few times without letting go, and shouted quickly.

"You're still saying it's not money? It's soft, definitely an old-fashioned money pouch. To think you're so disgusting, hiding money there," Murong Xue said with disgust, snorting as she looked at Ye Hao.

"Hiss~~ Say what you want, just don't squeeze, alright ma'am, that's really not money," Ye Hao was being squeezed by Murong Xue and slowly grew... like a long spear emerging from its sheath...

But Murong Xue was holding a particularly sensitive spot for a man, which is why Ye Hao kept taking cold breaths from being squeezed by her.

"You're still saying it's not money. At this point, you still want to hide it? Quick, take it out for me, or I'll pull it out myself," Murong Xue looked at Ye Hao arrogantly and said.

"Oh my God! That's really not money. I'm begging you to let go, please ma'am," Ye Hao felt a wave of ten thousand mud horses coming at him the moment she held his thing.

"Hiss~~ Don't pull, ma'am, don't pull. I'll take it out, isn't that enough?" Ye Hao saw Murong Xue didn't even give a warning and pulled hard, causing him to clench his fists in pain and swing them up and down.

"Hmph! Serves you right for being dishonest, take it out!" Murong Xue said smugly, holding Ye Hao's little brother tightly.

"Let go first; how can I take it out if you don't let go?" Ye Hao was in testicular pain from her pulling...

"I'll count to three; are you going to take it out or not?" Murong Xue said coldly.

"Lady..."

"Ah! I'll take it out, I'll take it out..." Ye Hao, seeing Murong Xue didn't even give him a chance to explain, pleaded loudly.

However, at this moment, Murong Xue was a bit puzzled as she looked at Ye Hao and asked, "Your money is heating up..."

"That's a gun, not money." Ye Hao saw that Murong Xue seemed to have a realization and said it was a gun... However, the next moment Ye Hao regretted it, regretting meeting such an odd woman as Murong Xue.

"Ah! You're carrying a gun in public, are you planning to commit a crime? Speak! Who are you planning to attack, and do you even have any awareness of carrying a gun, putting it in your pocket like that, aren't you afraid it might go off? Take it out now…" Murong Xue held on even tighter, afraid Ye Hao would leave with a weapon...

"Ah! It hurts so much, sis! It really hurts; this is a gun but not one for killing people!" Ye Hao shouted in pain.

"Hmph, no matter what kind of gun, as long as it's a gun, I have to confiscate it so you can't become a bad person," Murong Xue insisted on confiscating Ye Hao's 'gun'.

"This is naturally born, I beg you, girl, please stop pulling, this is really something I'm born with." Ye Hao had reached a state of being unable to cry even if he wanted to.

Zheng Guang, inside the villa fence, was already holding back like a turtle, but he didn't laugh out loud because he was afraid Ye Hao would be displeased if he heard it.

His face was red as a monkey's butt from holding back laughter…

"Nonsense, how can something be naturally born? Don't think about fooling me; I won't believe you. I understand a handgun's construction—it needs to be polished, processed, and loaded..." Murong Xue mumbled the whole process of making a gun.

"Ni Ma... This is a naturally born gun, not made of stainless steel, nor iron!" Ye Hao shouted.

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