"Shut up, you little bitch! Believe me or not, I'll tear your stinking mouth apart!!"

Upon hearing Jiang Mian's curses against her son, Aunt Luo reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, instantly bristling with anger and jumping up and down.

There was no other reason; these words simply struck a nerve with her.

After the New Year, Luo Biao will be 30 years old. In the countryside, at that age, he would have at least two or three children, and the eldest would probably be old enough to run errands.

After getting used to the good life in the city, Aunt Luo's standards became more discerning. She treated her son like a treasure and looked down on no one else's daughter.

She finally found someone a few years ago, and in all aspects, she was quite satisfied, according to her.

The two were about to get married when Luo Biao, this good-for-nothing street urchin, was sentenced to prison for burglary.

The woman's parents already had reservations about him not having a job, and the news of his imprisonment only made matters worse.

Regardless of how much his daughter liked the marriage, he directly rejected the proposal.

By the time Luo Biao was released from prison, the girl had already gotten married with the help of her family, and now her son was almost a year old.

Aunt Luo is really anxious now. Luo Biao is the only son in the family, and she cherishes him dearly.

The old man passed away from illness years ago, and now her son is unmarried, so her dream of having a grandson is nowhere to be found.

Even with her eyes closed, she couldn't bear to go down and face the old man.

Jiang Mian's words directly hit a nerve with her.

Not satisfied with just verbal abuse, she bared her teeth and claws, wanting to pounce on Jiang Mian. Even if she couldn't tear Jiang Mian's mouth apart, she wanted to scratch her pretty face!

Because these are all vixens who will seduce her son!

The instant she lunged at him, Zhou Ziyu shielded Jiang Mian behind him, his own body forming a wall of flesh.

Grandma Luo slapped Zhou Ziyu several times, but he didn't feel anything, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito, without any pain or itch.

"You slut! You piece of trash! Just because you have some wild man protecting you, you dare to spout nonsense! I'll kill you two dogs!"

Aunt Luo's eyes were bloodshot, but she couldn't do anything to Zhou Ziyu, so she could only resort to verbal attacks.

In fact, as early as when Aunt Luo started her tantrum, Officer Zhao had already given Officer Wu a look that signaled him to turn on the recording device.

This was all for this moment. If they had handcuffed the other party without any evidence from the beginning, they would have done so without hesitation.

If this gets out, it will make their police force seem lawless, arbitrarily detaining ordinary people without evidence, and it will also inflame public conflict.

But things are different now; there are dashcams recording videos as evidence.

It was Aunt Luo who started the trouble at the police station, and now she's the one who started the fight and injured someone.

After receiving Officer Wu's "OK" gesture, Officer Zhao immediately dropped his polite demeanor.

Fearing that the young men wouldn't dare to strike, he simply picked up a pair of handcuffs from the table and, just as Aunt Luo raised her hands to hit someone again, handcuffed her hands behind her back.

The movements were fluid and seamless, as if they were completed in an instant.

Grandma Luo was almost stunned. She couldn't believe that the police had actually handcuffed her. When she came to her senses, she twisted her body and struggled desperately, just like her son Luo Biao.

"Why are you arresting me?! Do you all have something going on with this little slut?! Instead of arresting and drowning this whore in a pig cage, you're arresting an old woman like me?! Are you trying to show off your power?!"

Incompetent dogs always bark the loudest.

Faced with her insulting words, which were like filth, Officer Zhao's face had already turned cold: "Auntie, watch your mouth. You deliberately caused trouble at the police station and even injured someone. Now you're slandering police officers. Are you really afraid that you won't get enough charges?"

"Don't try to scare me!"

Grandma Luo started spewing all sorts of profanities again. Despite her age, she was still incredibly agile when she started throwing a tantrum.

She cursed and charged around, while the other officers were busy dodging and trying to restrain her.

Unexpectedly, she knocked over a pile of documents on a table, scattering them all over the floor.

When he rushed towards Zhou Ziyu again, he didn't dodge at all.

These police officers had their concerns, but he didn't!

Even before that, when Aunt Luo called Jiang Wan a slut, he had already felt a nameless rage rising within him.

Seeing the other person bending over and rushing towards him with their head up, Zhou Ziyu spread his hands out, pressing down on her head with one hand and grabbing her shoulder with the other.

With a sudden pull, he turned Grandma Luo around so that she was facing away from him.

It's disgusting how filthy that old man's mouth is; I'm afraid I'll suffocate whenever he opens it.

Zhou Ziyu's eyes darkened, and he suddenly tightened his grip on her shoulder.

Instantly, the pinch made Aunt Luo feel both excruciating pain and intense pleasure. Her mouth, which was usually only capable of cursing, began to scream like a pig being slaughtered: "Ah—! My shoulder! Murder! Help!"

Jiang Mian hid behind Zhou Ziyu and, seeing this, secretly reached out from his side. She didn't care which part of Luo Dama's body she touched, she just pinched and squeezed it.

Grandma Luo's pig-slaughtering screams came one after another, complete with vocal inflections.

She suddenly remembered that she could kick backward with her legs!

The pain in her shoulders and body left her momentarily unable to find a way to exert force.

Zhou Ziyu also stiffened, because Jiang Mian wanted to secretly teach Aunt Luo a lesson, and the hand that reached out from behind was almost pressed against his waist.

Because of years of training, he has always been in excellent physical condition, even in this cold weather.

He was only wearing a thin inner layer and a thin down jacket, with his waist being the most itchy and sensitive area.

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