Chapter 591: Pulled on the car!

Jin Dao sneered: "Just troublesome, we never did this kind of thing before. Always simple and crude. This time it was to not cause trouble for Shen Ci that we thought of such a disgusting method."

Erlei said with high interest: "Brother, some people don't remember after being beaten, but this kind of thing can definitely be remembered for a lifetime. We call this slow work and fine work, planned for a month, I feel the few of us are really fucking awesome."

This sentence made Jin Dao and Monkey laugh.

Because Erlei was right. Men care most about face. Which man hasn't been beaten from childhood to adulthood? For many men, being beaten is the thing that won't be taken to heart.

But pulling in pants, especially after growing up, is really something that can be remembered for a lifetime, and every time he thinks of it, his shame will definitely explode.

And this method is effective, and Guo Yu can't even report to the police, can't even check.

How to check? Say he pulled in his pants, check who drugged him?

Impossible thing.

So this plan looks disgusting, but it is actually meticulously seamless, considering everything inside and out.

Jin Dao also felt his idea was too awesome the more he thought about it, and said excitedly: "Fuck, shoot it and immediately make an appointment with Shen Ci, I'll help him vent this evil breath!"

Monkey's eyes lit up upon hearing this: "Brother, then Shen Ci will definitely treat us to dinner again, right?"

"Eat your grandfather!" Jin Dao scolded him: "Only know how to eat!"

Monkey smiled and said: "Anyway, every time I meet Shen Ci, I can eat a big meal, as if triggering a hidden reward."

Jin Dao said: "Don't count on these, we treat Shen Ci as a friend so we do this."

"Right." Erlei also nodded.

Followed for about twenty minutes. Although this Guo Yu was drinking and driving, the car was driven steadily, and the speed was also uniform, without any abnormality.

"Why is there no movement for so long?"

Er Lei, acting like an expert, lowered his voice to reassure him: "Brother, don't be anxious. This kid is dead drunk. Alcohol will numb the brain's nerves and reduce the response speed of the five senses. He's definitely crapped his pants by now, but he hasn't realized it yet."

Jin Dao frowned as he listened: "You motherfucker, where did you learn this mystical bullshit, did you even graduate elementary school?"

"The guy selling the medicine told me. He said his last client used this stuff, and the person who drank it got so drunk they fell asleep and crapped all over the bed without even realizing it. They only found out when they woke up the next day and saw shit everywhere on the bed and quilt!"

"Alright, alright, stop explaining, it's disgusting."

The car in front—Guo Yu wasn't just driving drunk, he wasn't even wearing a seatbelt!

He didn't think much of it while drunk, but he did drive the car steadily. Being a veteran of drunk driving, as long as he hadn't completely lost consciousness, he still knew how to value his life.

As for whether he would get caught, he didn't care at all. Deducting points was even more irrelevant to him; someone would always help him smooth things over in the end anyway.

Music was playing on the car stereo, and he hummed along while driving, until a wave of foul stench drilled straight into his nose, causing him to twitch his nose forcefully.

At first, he thought it was a stench drifting in from outside the car window, so he immediately rolled it up. Unexpectedly, after closing the window, the smell became even more rampant, fumigating him until his head throbbed.

The alcohol in his brain was sobered up a bit by the stench. He looked up, down, left, and right. This look was significant; as his body turned, a sticky sensation suddenly came from beneath his buttocks.

Almost subconsciously, Guo Yu reached out to probe his backside. Even though it was through his pants, he could still feel that his bottom was soaking wet.

He pulled his hand out and brought it close to his nose to sniff: "Ugh—"

He took a closer look and saw his hand was covered in a bright yellow mess: "Fuck!"

Guo Yu was terrified. The car was still in motion, and he nearly catapulted himself up in the seat. Because he was too tall, his head slammed directly into the already low ceiling, causing him to let out a muffled groan in pain.

The car skidded uncontrollably, shaking him, which scared him into slamming on the brakes. The car stopped abruptly in the middle of the road, and because he hadn't worn his seatbelt, his body was thrown violently forward.

With a "bang," his head hit the top of the steering wheel. His eyes rolled back, and he passed out instantly.

"Fuck, why did he suddenly stop in the middle of the road?"

Jin Dao, who was following far behind, had no idea what had happened inside Guo Yu's car. Seeing this, he was also stunned.

He parked his car on the side of the road about ten meters away and silently observed the movement inside the other car for a while, but Guo Yu still didn't get out.

Although it was already one or two in the morning and there weren't many vehicles on the street, stopping in the middle of the road was still not safe.

"Something might have happened, right?" Jin Dao, somewhat worried, unbuckled his seatbelt, making a move to go down and take a look.

Hou Zi pressed him down, holding up his phone: "Brother, I'll go check."

Jin Dao nodded. He watched as Hou Zi drove down and trotted all the way to Guo Yu's car. It turned out the windows were anti-peeping; you could only see out from the inside, but you couldn't see in from the outside.

He returned: "It's no good, Brother, I can't see inside."

Jin Dao made a prompt decision: "Call the police!"

"Huh?" Hou Zi widened his eyes: "We're helping him call the police?"

"Hurry up, don't dawdle, move it!" Jin Dao urged. He only wanted to prank Guo Yu, not take his life.

He didn't know the situation inside the car, so he definitely had to call the police. What if something was actually wrong with the guy?

Hou Zi didn't dare say more and hurriedly helped call the police.

Once the dispatch center heard that the incident happened on the road, they immediately notified the nearest police station, the traffic police on duty nearby, and the ambulance center.

Hou Zi wanted to get back in the car, but Er Lei pushed him down: "Don't get back in. When people arrive, just go up and film a video to see what's going on inside. This Guo Yu definitely crapped his pants, make sure you get a clear shot."

Er Lei hadn't forgotten the main task and instructed Hou Zi.

Hou Zi nodded and walked forward, holding his phone, which had high-definition photo and video capabilities. He had decided that when the police arrived, he would go up and say he was the one who called the police, then pretend to watch the excitement while actually filming the video.

It only took two or three minutes. The first to arrive at the scene were the traffic police on duty. Seeing this, Hou Zi hurriedly ran up excitedly: "Officer, I'm the one who called the police."

As he spoke, he pointed to Guo Yu's car: "That car there, it suddenly stopped in the middle of the road. I thought it was strange, so I came up to see what was going on..."

Hou Zi wanted to explain more, but the traffic police waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to say all that. He then walked toward Guo Yu's car. Hou Zi followed closely, his camera function already turned on.

The two traffic police stood in front of the car, and one of them knocked hard on the window: "Can the person inside hear me? Open the car door!"