The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 200

Chapter 200: Chapter 200

Wu Song took a deep breath, then laughed, caressing Sun Taoxiang’s soft, slippery body, truly it was incredibly beautiful.

The big gun was stuffed inside her little hole, it was really beautiful.

Especially since her little hole was tight and tender, wrapping around deliciously.

At this moment, having sent her to the peak, Wu Song was still reluctant to pull out.

Hugging Sun Taoxiang, caressing her body, Wu Song felt at ease.

He held Sun Taoxiang tenderly for a long time. _{fre\e(w)ebn ov.e l\. co.m}

Only then did Wu Song get up and take Sun Taoxiang and Sun Taohua back to Sun Taoxiang’s room.

Otherwise, there was no knowing when they would wake up.

If Wu Xiaohong woke up earlier than them, found they were not in the room, came out to look for them, and discovered they were lying naked on Wu Song’s bed.

That would be quite the scandal.

So, one should do things methodically.

Wu Song arranged them on the bed, inserted into their holes one by one, stayed for a while until they trembled, then reluctantly pulled out and left the room.

He returned to his room to meditate.

Not long after, dawn broke in the East.

Wu Song stopped his practice.

He went out, opened up his car, and returned to the hotel.

On the way, he bought breakfast to bring to Huang Rong and Guo Shiyi.

Returning to the room.

Huang Rong and Guo Shiyi were still asleep.

Clearly, the exhaustion from the previous night was too much for them to bear.

Wu Song placed the breakfast down for them and intended to continue practicing.

But Zhang Xintong called.

Wu Song answered the phone, and before he could speak, Zhang Xintong anxiously said: "Brother Song, there’s trouble, Zhang Jinzhu brought people to the store to make a scene! It’s all my fault, they were after me, they’ve smashed quite a few things in the store..."

"Alright, keep them steady, I’m coming back right now." Without waiting for Zhang Xintong to finish, Wu Song hung up, headed straight out of the hotel, drove his fast car, and rushed back to the vet clinic.

As soon as he reached the storefront, he saw a crowd gathered.

There was loud commotion and great excitement.

Wu Song parked his car, pushed through the crowd, and saw Zhang Jinzhu with people smashing the storefront, while Zhang Jinzhu himself was holding Zhang Xintong’s hair, trying to drag her away.

"Bitch, you think you can leave me? Dream on! You’ll never escape!"

Zhang Jinzhu shouted as he pulled.

Meanwhile, Zhang Xinran was also pressed down by his people, looking very pathetic.

Zhang Xintong was furious: "Zhang Jinzhu, you asshole, I’m already divorced from you! How dare you hit me? I’m going to call the police to have you arrested!"

"Call the police? Go ahead, try it! Let’s see what the police can do to me!" Zhang Jinzhu was extremely arrogant.

"The police may not do anything to you, but I can!" Wu Song shouted angrily, striding forward, catching Zhang Jinzhu off guard, who then found his hair being grasped by Wu Song, lifted as easily as a chick.

Zhang Jinzhu cried out in pain, releasing Zhang Xintong, and glared venomously at Wu Song, yelling to his companions: "Get him! Kill him! It’s him! Get him for me!"

Five or six fierce-looking men charged at Wu Song, their moves aggressive and ruthless, obviously hardcore fighters.

They were also carefully prepared by Zhang Jinzhu, costing him thousands.

But when they reached Wu Song, it was as though a pack of wild dogs had pounced on a tiger; Wu Song easily tossed them to the ground one by one with a hand or a kick.

Despite charging like ferocious mad dogs, they couldn’t withstand a single punch or kick from Wu Song.

They were nothing but clay chickens and pottery dogs.

Zhang Jinzhu was shocked senseless.

These were supposedly the street heavies he’d spent thousands hiring.

Yet they collapsed at the first blow.

Damn!

Zhang Jinzhu was stunned, staring blankly at Wu Song.

Wu Song slapped Zhang Jinzhu twice in the face, then kicked him, sending him flying away.

In his heart, he felt a thrill.

Finally, the martial arts he’d practiced for so long were being put to good use.

It was truly impressive.

The outcome was decisively sharp.

Wu Song was quite satisfied.

Ignoring the fools like Zhang Jinzhu, Wu Song helped Zhang Xintong and Zhang Xinran to their feet, asking: "Are you alright?"

Though the sisters looked quite disheveled, they weren’t disfigured, their faces still charmingly seductive, but now their eyes were red with grievance, and they threw themselves into Wu Song’s arms, crying.

The onlookers watched with envy and jealousy towards Wu Song.

Wu Song patted them, advised them to collect themselves, then head back inside to tidy up the store.

Afterward, Wu Song called the police.

Having reported it, he then called Song Mengtian.

This beautiful policewoman, after having her illness cured by Wu Song, claimed she wanted to be Wu Song’s girlfriend, yet she played hard to get.

Fortunately, Wu Song got through immediately when he called.

"Songsong, you missed me?" Song Mengtian sweetly said, "I miss you too. I’ll be back soon and will make it up to you."

Wu Song asked, puzzled: "Were you out again?"

"Yeah, on a mission, it was quite special, couldn’t inform you. Sorry, I wouldn’t even have been able to answer your call if my task hadn’t almost ended. You didn’t call me for a while, didn’t you miss me?" Song Mengtian said a bit jealously.

"Your work is special, dare not disturb casually. You didn’t call, so I had to endure it." Wu Song replied earnestly.

"And today? Couldn’t hold back?" Song Mengtian teased.

"Yes, I missed you, couldn’t hold back, come back soon to make it up to me!" Wu Song said in a lowered voice.

"Sure, will be back in a couple of days. Anything else?" Song Mengtian laughed.

"No, just genuinely missing you." Wu Song said, "Contact me as soon as you’re back."

"Okay, okay, kiss."

Wu Song hung up the phone, then called Qin Wushuang, explaining the situation here.

"Got it Brother Song, I know. You just report it to the police, I will inform my aunt and have her talk to the police station." Qin Wushuang said decisively.

"Alright." Wu Song hung up the phone.

At this moment, the police car also arrived.

Two officers got off, inquired about the situation, recorded testimonies from the crowd, and then took Zhang Jinzhu’s group into custody.

As Zhang Jinzhu got in the car, he shot a sinister glance at Wu Song. Silently saying: "Just you wait, something good is coming your way!"

Wu Song chuckled, let it come then.

After the police car drove off, a voluptuous married woman walked through the crowd towards him.

Her eyes burned as they watched Wu Song.

Even before reaching him, those large breasts of hers were already swaying, captivating everyone’s imagination.

Wu Song couldn’t help but frown, looking at the married woman.

Because she was clearly headed for Wu Song.

"Vet Wu? Truly, people cannot be judged by their appearance, nor can the sea be measured with a bucket. Just a mere vet, yet secretly a master!" The voluptuous woman examined Wu Song excitedly, her words making Wu Song frown in surprise.

"Who are you?" Wu Song genuinely did not recognize the voluptuous woman.

But clearly, she knew Wu Song.

"Du Chunjiao. A pleasure to meet you." The voluptuous woman extended a small hand, her charming face full of a bewitching allure.

Wu Song squinted at the voluptuous woman Du Chunjiao, not taking her soft, white hand, instead asked curiously: "What do you want?"

Du Chunjiao didn’t awkwardly retract her hand but rather provocatively caressed Wu Song’s pectoral muscles: "Vet Wu, you just beat up my people, what do you think I’m here to do?"

"Your people? Zhang Jinzhu?" Wu Song frowned, ignoring Du Chunjiao’s audacious hand.

"He doesn’t have that qualification; he was just an employer. The others were my people. They were brought in by Zhang Jinzhu to deal with you." Du Chunjiao’s small hand didn’t pause, sliding and caressing Wu Song’s chest, slowly moving towards his lower abdomen.

Wu Song’s eyes narrowed, a gleam flashing: "Then what is it you want?"

Du Chunjiao giggled seductively, eyeing Wu Song with a flirtatious allure, but her gaze was cold, she whispered: "Is it alright if I do you?"