Chapter 68

Chen Yongren eyed the mother and daughter before him.

Tengyuan Linai truly still bears her charm.

Her delicate oval face, fine and fair skin, her eyes showed a hint of fear from the excessive shock, with tear traces at the corners.

Her moist red lips gleamed in the sunlight, her dark, thick hair slightly messy, falling over her ample bosom.

It seemed the cheongsam was too tight; Tengyuan Linai's exquisite figure was perfectly perfectly outlined, her fair skin faintly visible through the tears in the cheongsam.

The two pert, rounded buttocks tightly wrapped by the fabric were especially prominent.

Her long, straight legs were pressed together, she wore black high heels; likely from nervous tension, the delicate white backs of her feet arched like a bow.

Her figure was voluptuous, her demeanor excellent, beautiful and sexy, exuding the allure of a mature woman.

Combined with her currently somewhat frightened expression, it added a hint of a different allure.

Fujiwara Yuko is like a younger version of Fujiwara Rina, with delicate features, less mature charm, and more youthful vigor.

To someone who doesn't know them, they would likely assume they are sisters, not mother and daughter.

No wonder those four drunk Japanese troublemakers stepped forward to flirt; such a high-quality pair of sisters is rare to find.

However…

Japanese women really tolerate the cold; in such freezing weather, they still dress so lightly.

Chen Yongren muttered a complaint in his heart, and then he heard a soft, sweet voice beside his ear.

"Sorry, we were rude. May I ask your name?" Fujiwara Yuko, like a startled deer, strained to clasp her hands in front of her chest and bowed slightly toward Chen Yongren.

Looking in the direction of the sound, it was indeed quite an effort; Chen Yongren even feared she might accidentally collapse while bowing.

"Just call me Chen Yongren." Chen Yongren said to Fujiwara Yuko with a slight smile.

Gazing at Chen Yongren's steadfast face, Fujiwara Yuko flashed a hint of shyness: "My surname is Fujiwara; you can call me Yuko from now on."

"No problem, Miss Yuko." Being able to say later is just acting, Chen Yongren bowed slightly and said: "Madam, miss, leave this to me to handle; you can go home and rest first."

"Thank you for your hard work, Chen Sang!" Fujiwara Yuko understood this remark; mother and daughter bowed together in unison to show gratitude.

Chen Yongren only felt a shocking fluctuation flash before his eyes, he nodded slightly, and watched the mother and daughter leave the alley.

Not long after they left, Zhang Haifeng returned with reinforcements.

"Miss, don't be afraid, we're here to protect you!"

"Even if bastards dare to bully Japanese people here."

"Brothers, let's go together and bring these bastards back to the constable office."

……

As soon as Zhang Haifeng said that Japanese women were being bullied, two decent-looking ladies with some background — the madams — appeared.

Those few patrolling constables dared not be slow; they wailed and rushed into the alley, wanting to put on a show in front of them.

But the madams didn't see them; there were only four Japanese troublemakers lying on the ground, and the constables were instantly dumbfounded.

"Why didn't you say the aggressors were also Japanese?" one constable looked at Zhang Haifeng.

Zhang Haifeng spread his hands: "You didn't ask either, and besides, who in this area, besides the Japanese, would be crazy enough to bully Japanese people?"

They all felt inwardly duped, but they could only grit their teeth and bring these guys back to the constable office.

……

Huajie, a certain villa.

Originally residing here was a wealthy merchant from Huajie; after the National Army suffered successive defeats in Songhu, he fled abroad with his family.

After the Japanese stormed in, they directly seized this villa; with the establishment of the Songhu Special Agency, this villa also became the residence of Fujiwara Kinta.

Since the office location had not yet been decided, Fujiwara Kinta could only work from home.

In a certain study of the villa, Fujiwara Kinta, dressed in a major's uniform, was working; he wore an eight-character mustache, also had a tuft of beard on his chin, and his eyes occasionally flashed a fierce light.

Although he was only 163 cm tall, in the eyes of the Japanese he was already considered tall and slender.

At this moment, the old devil was working seriously when suddenly he heard a sobbing sound from beside his ear.

He looked up and saw his wife and daughter, wiping away tears as they hurried to his side.

"Father!" Fujiwara Yuko choked out a sob, throwing herself onto Fujiwara Kinta's leg: "It's wonderful, Yuko can see you again; I thought I'd never see you again."

"Kinta..." Fujiwara Rina could no longer hold back, wiping her tears as she burst into loud sobs.

But seeing his wife and daughter in disarray, Fujiwara Kinta anxiously said: "Lina, Yuko, what happened? Why are you back in such a state?"

Fujiwara Rina wiped her tears, gritted her teeth, and laid out the whole story: "Kinta, you must stand up for us."

"That gang of ruffians humiliated us in the street; it's outrageous!"

"Damn it, these damned bastards, their eyes are blind!" Fujiwara Kinta slammed his fist on the table, soothing his wife and daughter's emotions.

"Rest assured, I will definitely stand up for you in this matter; I won't let you suffer this injustice for nothing."

"Hmm!" Fujiwara Rina and Fujiwara Yuko nodded, feeling wronged.

But Fujiwara Kinta's eyes flashed with a faint glint; as an old special agent, he instinctively remained suspicious of everything.

He had only just settled in Songhu not long ago when his wife and daughter encountered this incident, and the result was that they were rescued by a Chinese person.

Could there be some conspiracy behind this?

Could it be that someone intends to deliberately get close to him?

"Little Yuko, were you rescued by a Chinese person?" Fujiwara Kinta confirmed again.

"Yes, father, he is a constable from the constable office, named Chen Yongren." Fujiwara Yuko looked up at her, her eyes carrying a hint of pleading.

"Father, his skills are excellent; he knocked down that group of Japanese troublemakers in just a few moves; we must definitely thank him properly."

"Chen Yongren..." Fujiwara Kinta silently recited the name, then smiled: "No problem, Yuko is quite right; he rescued you, and we indeed ought to thank him properly."

Concerning his family's safety, before departing, Fujiwara Kinta whispered a few words to his assistant, then took his guards and rode in a sedan to the constable office.

……

In the police station.

「Idiot, you idiot, let us go。」

「You bunch of damned Chinese pigs, how dare you arrest us。」

「I will kill all of you! 」

……

After these few Riben masterless samurai woke up, they discovered they had been taken to the police station.

Not only that, they were also chained to the chairs, and they instantly felt greatly humiliated.

The constables stared at each other, yet none dared to loudly stop them.