Where the fuck is the Baby

After Zhou Han left, Wang Ye picked up his phone again and dialed Zhang ZiLiang's number.

"Wang Ye?"

"You're back?"

Zhang ZiLiang's voice was somewhat excited. "It's good that you're back, it's good."

"But our Logistics Department's Team A quota was taken by Su Wenqian. If you had called a little later, I would have already resigned."

Zhang ZiLiang spoke incessantly like a chatterbox.

Wang Ye rubbed his temples with a headache and said calmly after Zhang ZiLiang finished his long string of words: "Old fox, there's no need to act with me, right?"

...

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

After a while, Zhang ZiLiang said, "I want to cause some chaos in Jing City."

Zhang ZiLiang's voice returned to calm, completely different from before.

Wang Ye raised an eyebrow. "How chaotic?"

"If necessary, we can kill some people."

A hint of killing intent filled the air.

The two of them continued to talk until they heard footsteps outside the door. Wang Ye hung up the phone with a pensive expression.

A knocking sound came.

Wang Ye opened the door. Wang Qiang and Liu Qian looked much haggard after just a day. When they saw Wang Ye, they were somewhat excited.

"What about Li Hongtian?"

After Wang Qiang recounted the whole incident, Wang Ye asked.

Liu Qian shook her head. "Since that day we left Director Zhang's office, we haven't seen him again."

"Hmm..."

Wang Ye nodded. "Don't worry about him. You two go to the neighboring room and call Zhou Han. We're ready to set off."

"Zhou Han?"

"The one next door?"

The two of them hesitated, and Liu Qian's body trembled slightly before silently nodding.

Wang Qiang gave Wang Ye a strange look, and the two of them curiously pushed open the door and walked out.

Wang Ye then made another phone call.

Taoist, have you arrived in Jing City?

Want to have some fun with me? Or rather, meet Mao Gang's mother?

As Wang Ye's voice fell, the person on the other end instantly became excited.

Wang Ye silently put the phone aside and faintly heard a flurry of conversation on the other end.

Finally, the voices gradually subsided, and Wang Ye picked up the phone again. "I'll text you the address. That's it."

Then, without giving Mao Yong'an another chance to speak, he decisively hung up the phone.

According to what Zhang ZiLiang said on the phone, Mao Yong'an's value seemed to be even greater than he had anticipated.

As for what would happen when he met Zhou Han...

Whether Zhou Han would dominate or Mao Yong'an would rise against the tide, it had nothing to do with him.

Moreover, he had to bring Xiao Si back. He wasn't at ease leaving her outside.

After a while, Zhou Han appeared in Wang Ye's room, wearing a maid outfit with cat ears, and happily said, "Are we going to fight?"

You have to protect me, okay?

Zhou Han's beautiful eyes were filled with excitement.

Wang Ye gave Zhou Han a strange look, like an old father watching his daughter get married, and scrutinized her. "This outfit looks really good. Don't worry, I've specially arranged for someone to protect you."

After speaking, Wang Ye lowered his head somewhat nervously and muttered softly.

I wonder if Mao Yong'an can withstand it.

I'm really looking forward to it...

Outside the door, Liu Qian stood in a corner, silently lowering her head, remaining silent.

Wang Qiang gently patted Liu Qian's shoulder and sighed, "He is not someone you can control. Just focus on your own responsibilities."

Liu Qian remained silent, nodding slightly after a long pause.

The group set off in a grand manner, returning once again to their original headquarters, belonging to Team A.

On the streets, traces of dried blood could faintly be seen.

Shall we take action?

Wang Ye looked at the bloodstains he had shed yesterday, forcefully suppressing his anger. He stood beside Wang Qiang and asked softly, "Today... at least for this battle, I am not the protagonist."

Ignoring Wang Qiang's puzzled gaze, Wang Ye quietly waited.

After about ten minutes, excited voices, resembling wild wolves, could be heard from a distance: "Hey, is the woman who gave birth to my child here?"

The main character has arrived.

Wang Ye heard Ma Yong'an's eager voice and smiled silently, instinctively moving a bit further away from Zhou Han.

He wasn't sure how terrifying she could become when fully unleashed.

At least it would be safer to keep a distance...

The group of people looked in confusion towards the source of the voice.

A youth with flowing long hair and a somewhat handsome appearance was walking briskly towards them.

Behind the youth, the familiar Xiao Si followed slightly stiffly.

If it weren't for the fact that the youth's eyes were emitting green light like a demon, anyone would praise him...

Such a handsome young man!

Wang Ye ignored him and looked at Xiao Si.

As he observed Xiao Si's walking posture, Wang Ye furrowed his brow slightly.

Has it become even more natural?

He wondered if he could use a hammer to knock the bronze nails back in. If it had a reverse effect...

Perhaps he could try smashing them in Zhang ZiLiang's office?

That old sly fox was more reliable.

While Wang Ye was lost in thought, Ma Yong'an had already arrived in front of the group, completely ignoring Wang Ye, Wang Qiang, and only sparing a brief glance at Liu Qian before shifting his gaze without hesitation.

His gaze fixed firmly on Zhou Han.

In an instant, Ma Yong'an went from being passionate to somewhat awkward.

Long slender legs, a silly expression, an angelic face, and that damn maid outfit.

In less than a second, Ma Yong'an was captivated.

He looked at Zhou Han, who seemed somewhat dazed, with deep affection. He gently flicked the long hair in front of his forehead, and his low, magnetic voice sounded.

"Do you think our child can be named Mao Gang?"

Zhou Han, who had always been called the crazy woman, stood still in her original spot...

This person...

"Little brother, have you ever experienced the joy of being dismembered?"

Suddenly, Zhou Han looked at Ma Yong'an and smiled sweetly.

Wang Ye silently took a step back.

Several throwing knives seemed to come out of thin air, shimmering with a sharp cold light. In the next second...

Ma Yong'an's body was torn into pieces, with extremely neat incisions.

But strangely, there was no blood at the severed parts of his body.

As the body fell to the ground, it quickly transformed into the appearance of a scarecrow.

Bao'er, you look so enchanting when you take action.

Behind Zhou Han, that deep voice sounded again. Ma Yong'an gazed at Zhou Han in a drunken manner, still filled with affection.

Listening to the voice filled with contempt, Zhou Han's body trembled slightly. Her smile froze on her face as she clenched her delicate fist and gritted her teeth.

The flying knife slashed through once again...

Mao Yong'an shattered into four or five pieces once more, his body falling to the ground and transforming into the appearance of a scarecrow.

Ba'er, if it brings you joy, I would love to accompany you and play forever...

But...

This thing is quite expensive, and I don't have much of it left on me.

The deep voice was filled with fascination and a hint of distress, unable to bring happiness to Zhou Han as it described self-dissection.

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