The Strongest Master Venturing Urban

While experiencing the ultimate pleasure, Hong Ke would occasionally lower her head to look at the place where they were connected.

The intense visual stimulation made her even more excited.

"Mmm~ just like that. Fuck me, just fuck me like this for a lifetime. Ah... so beautiful, I'm... I'm going to come again!"

Knowing that the other was about to climax, Chen Bin felt a tingling sensation at his waist.

He tightly wrapped his hands around Hong Ke's long legs and began to thrust wildly.

After a dozen thrusts, the two finally peaked at the same time.

The dragon head deeply pierced into the flower's heart, releasing its thick and hot essence completely.

The heat made Hong Ke's eyes roll back in pleasure.

The wave-like sensation came over her, making her feel like she was floating.

Once Chen Bin fully relaxed, he rolled off Hong Ke and lay down on the bed.

She watched as the milky stream flowed out from the Yougu and quickly grabbed the fairy stick from the bedside table, plugging it inside.

Cuddled in Chen Bin's arms, she whispered softly.

"Darling, I want to have a child with you, you mustn't let me down in the future."

Chen Bin just nodded without saying much.

The next morning, Chen Bin had just arrived at the station when he received a call from Fu Hongtu.

He was told to come to the office.

Upon entering the office, Fu Hongtu, seeing Chen Bin's rosy complexion and vibrant energy, couldn't help but remark.

"You look in good spirits."

Chen Bin gave a slight smile, replying.

"Since things have already happened, there's no point in worrying about them."

"Are you genuinely at ease, or just pretending to be relaxed?"

"It's deceitful to say I'm completely at ease, but I've prepared for the worst outcome."

"It's great to have such a mindset. The political arena is unpredictable; no one knows what the next step will bring. Even if you're demoted, it won't be a big deal. I believe in your abilities; you'll surely make a comeback."

"Brother-in-law, thank you for your concern. I'm very open about it."

Nodding slightly, Fu Hongtu suddenly asked, "Did a new deputy director just arrive at your station?"

"Yes, his name is Mou Long. Do you know him?"

Fu Hongtu didn't answer Chen Bin's question but instead offered a meaningful reminder.

"This Mou Long is quite interesting; you should keep an eye on him."

Leaving the office, Chen Bin felt a bit bewildered.

However, he still didn't know if he could stay, so he had no time to pay attention to Mou Long.

After work, Chen Bin was about to head to Hong Ke's place when he suddenly received a call from Cheng Zhuang.

"Brother, Zhan Jiashu has been caught by me. What do you plan to do with him?"

Chen Bin felt a sudden jolt in his heart and quickly responded.

"Take him to your old house first, I'm on my way!"

Since following Chen Bin, Cheng Zhuang had prospered, leaving his old house idle.

Due to the lack of neighbors, it became a temporary hideout.

When Chen Bin arrived at Cheng Zhuang's old house, he finally saw the long-hiding Zhan Jiashu in a room.

Zhan wore handcuffs, and a mask tightly covered his face, preventing him from seeing outside.

He had sneaked back to Tianhai because his mother was hospitalized.

Unexpectedly, right after seeing her, he was captured.

Chen Bin gave Cheng Zhuang a nod, signaling him to start the interrogation.

Nodding slightly, Cheng Zhuang sneered at Zhan Jiashu.

"You dare show up in Tianhai again, quite bold, aren't you!"

Faced with such a strange voice, Zhan Jiashu couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

"Someone who can save you or push you into utter perdition."

"What do you mean by that?"

"The police are looking for you now. If I turn you in, you're finished. If I want to save you, I could easily let you go."

Hearing this, Zhan Jiashu secretly sighed with relief.

He was almost certain that this person wasn't a cop.

As long as he wasn't caught, anything was negotiable.

"What do I have to do for you to let me go?"

"I'll ask you a few questions first, to see if you're sincere."

"Ask away, I promise to tell the truth."

"Why would such a big company of yours get involved in second-hand fireworks?"

After a slight hesitation, Zhan Jiashu replied.

"This was all Mao Bocheng's idea!"

He and Mao Bocheng met by chance and, sharing a fondness for women, they communicated frequently.

After getting to know each other, Mao Bocheng suggested using people to suppress fireworks companies.

Then he had Zhan Jiashu deal in second-hand fireworks, earning a middleman's profit.

Slightly frowning, Cheng Zhuang found it hard to believe.

"It's just fireworks; how much can it fetch?"

"Small profits, more sales; the more you sell, the more you earn."

"Did Mao Bocheng also tell you to flee when things went awry?"

"Yes, he told me to lay low until things calmed down."

At this point, Chen Bin suddenly spoke up.

"What if you transfer all your company shares to me?"

"No way, my company is taking off right now, I can't sell."

Chen Bin continued, "Do you know what consequences you'll face if caught by the police?"

"Stop trying to scare me, even if caught, I'll just get two or three years. When I come out, the company will still be mine."

Seeing him not falling for it, Chen Bin had no choice but to say.

"The Imperial Capital is secretly investigating Mao Bocheng; his downfall is only a matter of time. When your dirty dealings with him are exposed, it'll be at least ten years. You think the company will still be yours after jail?"

Jiashu Group is a family business in strict terms.

Zhan Jiashu is the largest shareholder, owning 67.1% of the shares.

But the remaining 32.9% are with other family members.

Hearing Chen Bin's words, he suddenly hesitated.

If implicated by Mao Bocheng and jailed for ten years, it would be too costly.

Chen Bin continued.

"If you don't want to go to jail, you can only flee abroad. Selling the company can at least get you some money; if caught, you'll have nothing."

After some contemplation, Zhan Jiashu asked again.

"If you want to buy it, how much are you willing to pay?"

"I know your situation, so it's impossible to give you a standard price; five billion at most."

"Five billion? Do you know Jiashu Group's annual net profit?"

"I'm not discussing those things with you now; at most five billion, not a penny more."

With brows tightly furrowed, Zhan Jiashu couldn't accept this price.

But his situation was also treacherous, and if he didn't leave soon, he'd be doomed.

Seeing his hesitation, Chen Bin added.

"You don't have to answer me now, take your time to think it through."

After speaking, he emptied Zhan Jiashu's pockets and left the room with Cheng Zhuang.

Sitting there, Zhan Jiashu continuously weighed the pros and cons.

He wasn't sure if jail or selling the company cheaply was more suitable.

In truth, Zhan Jiashu had some doubts about Chen Bin's words; the investigation into Mao Bocheng could very well be fabricated.

But better safe than sorry, what if it was true?

After much deliberation, he finally decided to sell the company at a low price.

After all, jailed for ten years, by the time he came out, everything would have changed.

Going abroad could still offer a chance for a comeback in ten years.

When Zhan Jiashu made up his mind, it was already the next morning.

He shouted loudly, "I've made up my mind, I'm going to sell the company!"