Fu Guosheng smirked wickedly, his hand already reaching out.
The woman's face changed as she wondered, was someone really bold enough to harass her in broad daylight?
People might not know Fu Guosheng, but didn't Qian Jun? Yes, everyone in the seventh squad of the Storm Special Forces gang was scrap, no good eggs in the bunch.
And Fu Guosheng was the worst, the biggest ruffian. Harassing women? It was his daily routine.
"Ah!" The moment the lady heard about a cockroach, she lost her composure, screamed, then jumped off the car in fright, clumsily stumbling into Fu Guosheng's arms. "I'm terrified of cockroaches. Don't let it come near me, stomp on it!"
"Ha ha!" Fu Guosheng burst out laughing, sneaking several peeks down the woman's collar, and smirked, "The cockroach is inside your clothes. I would have to reach in to help you take it out."
Was there really a cockroach?
No!
Fu Guosheng was clearly lying.
