Chapter 1239: See for Yourself

Zheng Tulu snorted. Without saying a word, he opened the drawer, took out a few photos he had prepared of Zhao Desan and Lan Mei's passion, and threw them on the table. He leaned back in his boss chair, took a puff of his cigarette, and said slowly, "See for yourself."

What kind of plane is this old thing flying? Zhao Desan was confused for a moment. He was stunned, then slowly stood up and walked forward. He glared coldly at Zheng Tulu, picked up the photos from the desk, and lowered his head. As soon as his gaze fell on the first photo, his eyes widened like a cow's, and the hand holding the photo trembled involuntarily. He saw Section Chief Lan in the photo, stark naked, kneeling on the bed, while he was squatting behind her butt, holding her waist with both hands, and thrusting his vein-popping weapon into her body. Zhao Desan couldn't believe his eyes. Extremely shocked, he looked at all the photos one by one. Each one showed him and Section Chief Lan thrusting in different positions. His brain was a mess, and he had no extra energy to notice the background of the photos. He looked at Zheng Tulu in extreme shock, his voice trembling involuntarily: "Where... where did you get these photos?"

Seeing that Zhao Desan's confidence had been completely crushed by his final fatal blow, Zheng Tulu no longer had to worry about Zhao Desan using Su Qing to suppress him. He blew a smoke ring leisurely, raised his eyebrows, and asked with a cunning smile, "How about it? Are these photos very exciting?"

"Where... where did you get these photos?" Zhao Desan asked tremblingly, his hand holding the photos shaking. He didn't expect his own specialty to be used by this old fox against him.

"Where the photos came from is not important. I just want to tell you that if you want to play with me, you are still too young. Originally, I didn't intend to use these photos, but you, this kid, don't know what's good for you. I gave you good advice, but you didn't listen. There's really no other way, so I have to use my trump card." Zheng Tulu leaned back in his chair and looked at Zhao Desan with smug satisfaction. Seeing the veins on his temples popping and his extremely furious expression, he felt very satisfied.

"Old Zheng, you grandmother's, you are truly despicable and shameless! Too vulgar!" Zhao Desan gritted his back teeth tightly. While glaring at him viciously with a tense face, he tore the photos in his hand to shreds and threw them fiercely on the ground, venting his anger. ===== CHAPTER 1240 =====