Chapter 4578

Ma Lan said with a light laugh, "Mm, then I'll wait for your arrival, Mayor Qi, at the Rich Hotel in town this evening."

"Good, good, good, see you there," Qi Tianlai said excitedly.

After finishing the call, Zhao Desan set about arranging the 'catching a turtle in a jar' plan for the evening. He first went to the Rich Hotel in town on Ma Lan's behalf to book the most luxurious private room. After the waiter took him inside to inspect it, Zhao Desan expressed his satisfaction with the decor. He glanced at the cabinet-style air conditioner in the corner of the room, and a plan already formed in his mind.

"Alright, you can head out first. I'm hosting an important guest here tonight, and I need to set up the room a bit more. I'll let you know if I need anything else," Zhao Desan said, turning to the waiter standing to the side.

The waiter nodded with a polite smile and said, "Very well, sir. Please let me know if you need anything." With that, he exited the room.

After the waiter left, Zhao Desan poked his head through the door crack and peered sneakily into the hallway. Since it was daytime, there were no guests in the private rooms on the second floor of the hotel, which undoubtedly created an excellent opportunity for him. He pulled his head back, gently closed the door, and specifically dragged a chair over to wedge against the door to prevent anyone from pushing it open and interfering with his plan.

After doing all this, Zhao Desan took out a small knife he had prepared from his pocket and approached the cabinet-style air conditioner. Many years ago, he had used this exact method to grasp the secrets of Wang Chunqing, the deputy director of the Coal Bureau, and had captured his first woman, Zhang Zhang Xiaoyan. This time, he could finally repeat the trick. He measured the air conditioner panel with the knife, then skillfully cut a hole in the air vent panel. He carefully inserted his rarely used burner phone to test it. Once everything was ready, Zhao Desan sat in the room, smoking a cigarette and waiting for six o'clock to arrive.

He sat in the room for a full two hours. When the six o'clock evening bell rang, Zhao Desan realized that Sister Lan would soon be here to wait for Qi Tianlai. Zhao Desan had not told Ma Lan about this plan, not because he didn't trust her, but because he was afraid she might accidentally let something slip. After all, Qi Tianlai was an old hand in the officialdom; although his rank wasn't high, he was not easy to deal with.

The time was almost up. Zhao Desan got up and left the hotel, standing in a corner far away outside. Before long, he saw Sister Lan's Mercedes slowly driving toward the hotel. It stopped at the entrance, the door opened, and Ma Lan stepped out, carrying an Hermes bag on her arm. It looked heavy and bulging. Zhao Desan thought to himself, it must be full of money!

Watching Sister Lan walk into the hotel, Zhao Desan's stomach growled twice; he was a bit hungry. He went to a noodle shop across from the hotel, ordered a large bowl of oil-splashed noodles, and while eating, kept an eye on the situation at the hotel entrance across the street. About twenty minutes later, a Passat slowly stopped at the hotel entrance. Qi Tianlai's fat body squeezed out of the car, smiling with a smug look on his face, and he swaggered into the hotel.

Late autumn nights arrive early. The sky, which had been bright just a moment ago, turned pitch black before Zhao Desan could finish his bowl of noodles. Lights flickered on in the shops on both sides of the street. Zhao Desan ate his noodles unhurriedly, occasionally looking up to glance at the entrance of the Rich Hotel across the street. Seeing that Sister Lan's Mercedes and Mayor Qi Tianlai's Passat were still parked at the entrance, he wasn't in a hurry, chatting with the shop owner who was cleaning tables to pass the time. Next to the Rich Hotel across the street was a small alley. Zhao Desan inadvertently saw the pink light emanating from the alley and immediately thought of the Erdao Alley in Yuyang City. It seemed that no matter which city it was, these red-light districts were always hidden in the small alleys off the main streets.

The noodle shop owner was a burly fellow. Seeing Zhao Desan staring at the alley across the street, he chuckled and said, "Brother, if you're looking for a young lady, go to the alley across the street."

Zhao Desan laughed, "What kind of good stuff could there be in this small place!"

Seeing Zhao Desan looking down on Shenlong Town, the owner immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, brother, don't you look down on our Shenlong Town. Although we're poor, we have everything the big cities have. Don't mind the poor conditions; the young ladies in that alley look pretty good." As he spoke, he lowered his voice and leaned into Zhao Desan's ear, whispering, "There are even middle school girls in there. They haven't even fully grown their hair yet; you might even run into a virgin!"

Hearing the owner's words, Zhao Desan looked up at him in surprise and joked, "Brother, you haven't been there yourself, have you?"

Just as he was speaking, the owner's wife walked over. The owner immediately winked at Zhao Desan and shushed him. Seeing the owner's fearful look toward his wife, Zhao Desan couldn't help but chuckle. But honestly, there were quite a few beauties in this small place. The owner's wife looked to be in her thirties, with an oval face, large eyes, small lips, a tall figure, large breasts and round hips, and fair, tender skin. A single glance from her phoenix eyes made Zhao Desan's whole body tremble slightly and involuntarily.

"Help... someone's robbing me!" Just at that moment, a woman's cry for help suddenly came from the alley entrance across the street.

Zhao Desan looked toward the sound and saw several ruffian-like young thugs surrounding a woman, punching and kicking her. The woman was curled up on the ground, desperately clutching a black leather bag to her chest.

Zhao Desan hesitated slightly, a sense of heroism suddenly rushing to his head. The belief in justice drove him to step forward once again, and he walked over quickly.

The young thugs who were robbing the money suddenly saw a tall figure walking over. They all looked up at Zhao Desan walking toward them. Seeing that he was a handsome fellow, they ignored him and turned back to continue their 'business'.

Damn it! Looking down on him! Seeing that these thugs didn't take him seriously, Zhao Desan couldn't help but feel a bit angry. He first said calmly, "You are robbing people on the street; that's against the law!"

One of the thugs cursed at Zhao Desan disdainfully, "Get lost, you bastard!"

"Your behavior is illegal!" Zhao Desan said calmly again.

"Damn it! What's it to you! Daring to block my path! Tired of living, are you?" The leader of the thugs was provoked by Zhao Desan's words. He turned around, looked at Zhao Desan with a fierce expression, and cursed as he forced his way over.

The thug was bald with a large face and a burly build. He held a gleaming dagger in his left hand, and a wolf head with blood-dripping teeth was tattooed on his bare arm. He looked very terrifying. He staggered up to Zhao Desan and, without a word, swung his fan-sized palm, cursing, "Against the law? Against your mother's ass! You little bastard, looking for death!" As he spoke, his palm swung toward Zhao Desan's face with a whistling wind.

As the saying goes: fake kung fu is real. Zhao Desan considered himself to have some skills; otherwise, he wouldn't have had the guts to play the hero alone. Having seen the world, he was still full of courage when facing a few thugs. Just as the thug's palm was about to slap Zhao Desan's face, Zhao Desan just made a swift side-dodge. The thug felt a blur before his eyes and missed. Before he could pull his hand back, something had fiercely jabbed into the gap in his ribs. Instantly, the thug felt he couldn't catch his breath—or more accurately, he didn't dare to inhale. Every time he inhaled, he felt as if the muscles in his ribs were being torn apart. He curled up, clutching his stomach, and began to wail in pain.

Zhao Desan didn't expect this thug to be so fragile. Such a sturdy man, and he had curled him into a ball with just a light jab, unable to move. Zhao Desan's confidence instantly surged. Seeing that the situation here was abnormal, the other thugs left the woman and surrounded him together. The group first stared at Zhao Desan with incredulous expressions, then suddenly shouted and swung their knives at Zhao Desan together.

Seeing this, Zhao Desan hurriedly picked up a piece of rotten wood to block the incoming daggers, while his other hand and two feet kept counterattacking in the gaps. In just a few moves, all these thugs were lying on the ground, screaming.

The woman was still sitting on the ground, trembling. She had seen everything that just happened and still couldn't quite believe the facts before her eyes.

"Big sister, are you alright?" Seeing that she was a very stylish and extraordinarily beautiful woman, Zhao Desan couldn't help but feel a bit nervous.

The woman nodded and said, "I'm fine, just twisted my ankle and can't stand up." The woman's voice was as soft as a mosquito's, very pleasant to hear.

Zhao Desan looked uneasily at the thugs lying on the ground, still wailing, and said to the woman, "We can't stay here long. Shall I help you leave?"

"Alright." The woman nodded again and extended a jade-white hand toward Zhao Desan.

Supporting this beautiful woman who exuded an alluring fragrance and graceful charm, Zhao Desan felt his brain wasn't quite working; he felt dizzy as he helped her out of the alley. He glanced at the hotel entrance and saw Sister Lan's Mercedes was still there. He thought that the old lecher Qi Tianlai could eat alone with Sister Lan, so he certainly wouldn't finish early. Since it was still early, he would send this beautiful woman back first.

Just as Zhao Desan came to his senses, he saw this beautiful woman also staring blankly at the entrance of the Rich Hotel. Zhao Desan suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at the alley behind him that was emitting pink light, and thought, could this beautiful woman be working that kind of job in the small rooms in this alley? So, Zhao Desan asked tentatively, "Big sister, why are you here alone?"

Hearing Zhao Desan's words, the beautiful woman withdrew her gaze from the Passat at the hotel entrance, smiled slightly, and said, "I'm waiting for someone."

(Chapter 2475: Thugs Robbing Money)!