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The sudden turn of events was unexpected and happened so quickly that even Cold Ice, who had been through countless large-scale incidents before, was momentarily stunned.

Xia Tian was very displeased. Why were there still reckless individuals pointing guns at him and his wife

"Sis Cop, can I now take them down" Xia Tian asked, thinking that by this point, the reasons for dealing with these people would be quite justified.

Upon Xia Tian's question, Cold Ice recovered her composure and sternly shouted at the prison officers: "What are you doing"

"You're trying to break them out of jail, so we must stop you!" A cold voice came from behind the prison officers. It was a man who wasn't unfamiliar to Cold Ice—none other than Meng Jianye.

"What nonsense are you talking Who's breaking someone out" Cold Ice was extremely furious.

"I say that you're breaking someone out, and so you are." Meng Jianye snorted coldly. "With just a command from me now, they'll shoot you into a sieve. Do you want to test it out"

Cold Ice's beautiful eyes glared icily at Meng Jianye: "You're absolutely lawless!"

"Fuck you!" Meng Jianye spat on the ground. "Let me tell you, in this Nanling Prison, I am the law, and my father is heaven. Do you know who my dad is Let me tell you, my father is the warden of this prison. In this kingdom of a prison, he's the king, and I'm his prince. If he deigns to look upon you with favor and let you be my princess, it’s your privilege!"

"Meng Jianye, don’t you fear that what you’re saying might get out" Cold Ice was surprisingly calm at this moment. Getting angry at such a person was unnecessary.

"Get out Do you think I’m afraid of your recording Record all you want, I’m not scared!" Meng Jianye sneered, "No matter how much you record, it has to get out for it to matter! Let me tell you, if you enter this prison and want to leave, you have to ask my permission. If I don’t let you go, you’ll be stuck here for life!"

"What if I wish to leave" Cold Ice asked calmly.

"Wish to leave Simple! Have old man me ** you for three days and nights first!" Meng Jianye grinned lecherously then angrily cursed, "Damn it, that stinking whore actually dared to kick my second brother. How can I only ** you for three days, I need to do it for three years… Ah!"

Meng Jianye felt a sharp pain in his crotch again. The area that had already been brutally kicked by Cold Ice was now even more excruciatingly painful. He clutched at his crotch and hopped around while screaming in agony.

"Sis, I can't hold back anymore; I want to take out this idiot!" Xia Tian spoke up. The kick just now had been his handiwork.

Before Cold Ice could speak, Meng Jianye was already yelling: "Shoot! Shoot for me and get rid of these two scoundrels quickly…"

The prison guards were taken aback. They all knew that these two hadn’t come to break out the prisoners but rather to threaten them. Previously, Meng Jianye had told them not to shoot unless necessary, just as a show of force. Upon seeing Cold Ice, they understood why he had given such instructions; how could he bear to have her beautiful body riddled with bullets

But what they didn't expect was that the guy beside the beautiful woman turned out to be quite formidable. Despite being pointed at by so many guns, he actually dared to take action—no, it wasn’t his hands but his feet. And not only did he use his feet, he targeted Meng Jianye’s private parts. Seeing Meng Jianye's miserable expression, even these prison guards couldn't help feeling a bit sympathetic for him. As fellow men, they all knew how painful an injury to that area would be.

"What are you waiting for Quickly shoot! If this scoundrel gets out alive, none of us will have a good ending!" Meng Jianye shouted again.

Hearing what Meng Jianye said, the prison guards couldn't help changing their expressions. They glanced at each other and then gritted their teeth, aiming their guns at Leng Bingbing and Xia Tian respectively before pulling the triggers.

Meng Jianye had committed countless evil deeds in prison, but while these prison guards might not have done as many bad things as he did, they were still no angels. They shared a common denominator—when something went wrong, everyone would suffer equally. If Meng Jianye hadn’t trusted them with this task, how could they have been given such responsibility

"Ah... oh... ah..." A blood-curdling scream filled the air and continued without interruption.

The prison guards were puzzled by the sound of the screams; it seemed to be coming from Meng Jianye. The next moment, they confirmed their suspicion: indeed, those wailing cries belonged to none other than Meng Jianye. And his current state was even more pitiful than his voice could convey.

However, the two people who were supposed to get shot were completely unharmed—Leng Bingbing still stood in her original spot, while Xia Tian stood just a meter away from her. Yet at that moment, Xia Tian held someone in his hand—the very person being targeted was Meng Jianye.

At this moment, Xia Tian looked at the prison guards with approval: "Your shooting isn't bad; you hit your mark."

The prison guards exchanged glances. Their aim wasn’t bad They had intended to shoot Leng Bingbing and Xia Tian, but their bullets ended up hitting Meng Jianye instead—how could that be considered good aim

However, in a certain sense, their shooting skills were indeed impressive because they all managed to hit an extremely difficult-to-hit spot: Meng Jianye's private part. Now that area is already a bloody mess and completely ruined. Whether or not Meng Jianye can achieve great success in the future remains unknown, but he definitely won't be able to engage in procreation.

What they couldn't figure out was why all their bullets hit that particular spot of Meng Jianye's This was too bizarre.

Summer then spoke up: "Hey, keep shooting! Don’t stop, this idiot hasn’t died yet!"

The guards who were hesitating about whether to continue shooting naturally didn't dare after hearing these words. After all, Meng Jianye had already been severely injured by them; if they continued shooting, he would most likely die.

"You guys should quickly release Section Chief Meng…" One of the guards spoke up at this moment.

Summer ignored him and said to himself: "Since you idiots don’t want to shoot, I’ll do it then."

Cold Ice immediately interjected: "Don’t kill anyone!"

Summer was a bit confused: "Why can't we kill them They were trying to kill us just now"

"Just don’t kill anyone, okay" Cold Ice said.

"Alright, then I don't feel like shooting either." Summer looked rather indifferent and casually threw Meng Jianye to the side before transforming into a faint shadow that rushed towards a group of prison guards.

"Eh... Ah..." Continuous慘叫sounds were heard. When Summer dodged back to Cold Ice's side, each of the prison guards was clutching their groin area while screaming and rolling around in agony.

Cold Ice looked rather odd; this stinky rogue really had some twisted preferences.

"Sis Policewoman wife, can we leave now" Summer asked.

"Wait a moment, I need to make a call first." Cold Ice shook her head. Now was the time for aftercare.

Cold Ice made a phone call to Provincial Hall Director Hu Tu and briefly explained what had happened in the prison. Hu Tu was greatly enraged; the darkness within this prison completely exceeded his tolerance range.

Under Hu Tu's arrangement, various groups of people successively arrived at the prison, and investigations into it began. The inmates also quickly learned about Cold Ice's background.

Cold Ice never expected that she had intended to quietly visit a prisoner but due to her low-key approach, she ended up being criticized by Meng Jianye instead; if she hadn't brought Summer along, the outcome would have been difficult to predict.

In the end, Cold Ice did not chat much with He Yunsan. However, she still helped He Yunsan in an intangible way; now almost everyone in the prison knew that despite seeming like someone without any backing, He Yunsan actually had connections on the outside. It was expected that He Yunsan's life would be a lot more comfortable from then on.

With things turning out this way, there's nothing to be done. Although it wasn't what she wished for, she also didn't want to change anything and decided to let nature take its course.

Of course, Cold Ice didn't know that after today, her reputation would only grow larger. All the men who saw Meng Jianye's miserable state had a single thought in their minds: Never try anything with Cold Beauty.

As for those who knew about Cold Ice and Summer's relationship, they felt even more strongly that among all people, Summer was truly the one suitable for Cold Ice.

When He Yunsan was being led to his cell, he said something to Cold Ice: "Ice Ice, now I'm at ease because I know there's someone who can protect you."

Cold Ice didn't pay attention to what He Yunsan had said. The investigation at the prison continued, but she and Summer left the prison first.

When they walked out of the main gate of the prison, it was noon. In September in Jianghai City, this time period was still quite hot. This made Cold Ice realize the effectiveness of Summer's air conditioning ability. To be honest, it seemed to be her first time enjoying such a benefit from Summer. Perhaps it was because they were walking hand-in-hand for the first time.

"Officer Sister Wife, shall I carry you home" After walking along the way for some time, Summer spoke up, remembering this matter.

After a slight hesitation, Cold Ice nodded: "Okay." But upon finishing her sentence, she couldn't help yawning. She had been sleep-deprived since last night and was quite tired indeed.

Upon receiving Cold Ice's permission, Summer grabbed her slender waist and lifted her fragrant, soft body up in his arms, then started running along the road.apter 709: Wedding Unwaorried Chinese Webnovel"We are going to a wedding, shouldn't we dress more formally" An Keke said. Perhaps because she was an idol, she usually paid great attention to her appea...