Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 7 I am the most professional

Sister Gui smiled bitterly, is this person okay? The information says that he is the most professional, why does he feel that he doesn’t know anything, he looks like an outsider!

He walked over and buttoned him the hidden inner button, and heard him mutter: "So it's here! The bulletproof vests are made so inhumane."

Sister Gui shook her head, so that it would be easier to untie it. You are like a rustic hat, what do you know!

He heard him say embarrassedly: "Sister Gui... help me, I have an injury to my right hand, so it's hard to wear a tie..."

OK! I put a tie on him again, so I might as well help him put a gun holster in, plug in a viper, and don’t have wireless headsets. I saw him wearing a suit, because he was slightly fat and injured, and he wanted to laugh.

I always felt something was missing, so I realized that his hair was messy, so I led him to the inner bathroom, asked him to wash his hair and apply mousse, so that he looked a little bit.

Le Liang looked in the mirror and felt that he was very handsome. He relied on clothes and horses relied on saddles. Although he was not handsome, he looked a little more majestic when he dressed up like this.

It was the gauze on his nose, which made him look a little awkward and a big evil.

Sister Gui shook her head, "I can't get this guy right, is it just a mess?" But the information was sent by a professional institution, so it's impossible to fake it!"

When Le Liang thought of domineering, he waved his hand and shouted: "Let's go, take me to... protect Ding Yumeng."

OK! This wave of hand is really a bit domineering, but you are walking in the eight-character steps, which looks funny, don’t you know it?

When he left outside, Le Liang took a horoscope with the black-faced security guards, and felt that he was quite majestic. In fact, he was swaying on an Audi like a duck.

Sister Gui drove in a special way, speechless all the way, constantly looking at him in the darkness in the rearview mirror. Seeing him silent, she looked like a bodyguard. When she heard the snoring sound, her little hand couldn't help but shake, and the car drifted and almost hit the pillar on the side of the street.

Le Liang was awakened, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You... are you a mere machine?" Sister Gui's voice trembled, and she couldn't believe that this person was professional even if she was beaten to death.

"Woman, stop talking nonsense and concentrate on driving your car." Le Liang was upset. I am a nonsense. It's not for the sake of tasks. Who wants to be a human shield?

Sister Gui started the car again, and now she can only treat dead horses as living horses. It is hard to change her mind again, otherwise she, the middleman, would have lost a lot of money, and she would have wanted to cry because of this.

The car drove to a building of more than 30 floors. Sister Gui dialed a mobile phone number and got out of the car with Le Liang. Soon a tall and burly man with a cold face came.

The man glanced at Le Liang and asked suspiciously: "He is the top professional bodyguard you recommend, Mr. Machine?"

"Yes, right!" Sister Gui's voice was full of uncertainty.

The man frowned and said in a deep voice: "You are the most reputable middleman in China. I don't want something wrong. It's related to the life safety of the lady."

"This..." Sister Gui hesitated. She really couldn't take on this responsibility. She regretted it very much now.

When Le Liang saw it, he was anxious. This was my task and I had to do it, otherwise it would be myself who died.

He said domineeringly: "Who are you? Get out of here, I, Mr. Machine, have a reputation guarantee, and you can't just talk about it at will."

The man had a cold face and suddenly made a move, trying to capture Le Liang. Le Liang subconsciously flashed and held him up, holding his arm with a casual support. He pushed him a few steps away.

When Sister Gui saw this scene, her eyes lit up. The bodyguard of the eldest lady of the Ding family was not a vegetarian, and she was not a match for Mr. Machine. The key was to do it with one hand. She also regained some confidence and said quickly: "He is Mr. Machine, the most professional bodyguard."

The man stood firm and looked at Le Liang in surprise. With this move, he knew that the other party had a deep foundation. He nodded and led the way.

Le Liang looked at Sister Gui, and saw that she nodded to him and had no intention of going. He knew that she was stopping here, so he nodded to her and followed the man.

Sister Gui looked at his back and sank into the building with concern. She was still not very relieved about him. Don’t mess up this big deal!

She called, showed a charming smile, and said, "Smith, please do something and help me check the origin of Mr. Machine... OK, can I lose your benefits... One day, I will take you to play around..."

After hanging up the phone, she was waiting anxiously. The air conditioner in the car cooled her skin. It was too cold. She rolled down the window and warmth rushed in outside the car, and she heard two dull sounds coming from afar.

She is a veteran, and she knew that it was a gunshot or it was coming from the top floor of Ding's Building. She was shocked.

At this time, the ringtone of the cell phone rang, and she answered it. Smith's voice came from the other side: "Dear Sister Gui, Mr. Machine is very mysterious and has no resume. I just don't know why it appeared in the top secret file of our BC headquarters, and is listed as the most professional bodyguard at the SS level. You are very anxious and need the best bodyguard in the source country. The BC headquarters will provide you with his information, but it's very strange... I don't know who ordered it to operate all this, and this is no longer something I can find out. I'm sorry!"

Sister Gui was frightened when she heard this. After saying a few words, she hurriedly hung up and looked up at the top of the Ding Building. What happened to the gunshot just now?

Why is the most professional bodyguard who has no origin and only has blank files so uneasy!

After thinking for a while, she resolutely got out of the car and walked towards the Ding Building...

Le Liang was still walking in the eight-character steps and followed the man into the Ding Mansion. He pointed and pointed along the way, thinking about some plots he had seen in the movie, and guiding how to arrange them.

The man's face was cold and silent, which meant he was indifferent and extremely disdainful.

I took the elevator directly to the top floor. The elevator door opened and there were more than a dozen black suit bodyguards standing in the corridor, looking at Le Liang vigilantly.

Le Liang felt a little weak, but he pretended to be a big-tailed wolf, and he still pointed at him.

"There must be at least five guards at the elevator entrance. The killers act fiercely and have extremely accurate shooting skills. Fewer than five cannot defend themselves."

"There must be at least ten people guarding the rooftops leading to the rooftops. Killers like to attack from the rooftops the most. It is impossible to have fewer people."

"Who has a sloppy eyes and looks like she hasn't had a good sleep. As a bodyguard, remember not to relax. Ensure sleep is the most important thing."

At this point, Le Liang couldn't help but yawn, hurriedly covering his mouth with his left hand, and seeing the bodyguard with a sloppy look on his face, it was embarrassing!

"Why are you laughing at? I am the most professional." I threw a sentence and continued to follow along with the eight-character steps.

The bodyguards couldn't help laughing at his arrogant back. What's the most professional one? Where did the guy come from?

When he arrived at the door of the innermost office, the man signaled him to wait and knocked on the door: "Miss, the bodyguard recommended by BC has arrived."

"Come in!" A soft voice came from inside, and it was indeed the sound I had heard before, very nice.

Le Liang went in, Ding Yumeng was sitting gracefully on the sofa, holding a roll of documents in her hand, looking at him with a look of surprise.

"Please sit down!" Ding Yumeng came to her senses and pointed to the sofa at the guest seat.

The man stood behind Ding Yumeng, staring at Le Liang who was nervous and pretended to be domineering.

"Mr. Machine... This nickname is so special. Are you injured?" Ding Yumeng's voice was always so gentle that it made people hear it very much.

"That's right, a little bit of injury, one of our bodyguards' responsibilities is to not get off the line of fire when they are minor injuries. Don't worry! With me here, no one can hurt you!" Le Liang said shamelessly.

"Hey, why is the floor-to-ceiling curtains opened? It's too unreasonable, pull them up quickly." Le Liang glanced at the window and scolded.

The man frowned and explained: "Ding's Building is the tallest building nearby. The nearest building is two kilometers away, and there is no danger."

"Helicopter... Do you know? If I were a killer, I could kill someone with just one shot on the helicopter. Pull it up. Did you hear it?" Le Liang stood up domineeringly, with the urge to pull it himself, but he couldn't find where the curtains were all over his eyes.

Are there no curtains? No curtains are installed on the top floors of such buildings?

"The control of the source country is very strict, and helicopters cannot be easily over the air." The man continued to frown and explain.

"Bad, will international killers ask so many questions? Even without a helicopter, a glider can kill you." Le Liang was very disdainful and had never watched a movie. What's the point? He has too little experience!

"You..." The man became angry, why did he still curse?

"Zhou Mingsheng... what he said makes sense, put down the curtains!" Ding Yumeng said softly, but it was majestic.

Zhou Mingsheng walked to a place, pressed the button, and a curtain slowly descended like a curtain, covering the black light outside.

Le Liang looked a little dazed, it turned out to be an electric hidden type. No wonder he couldn't find where it was.

Seeing Ding Yumeng looking at him with fun, he coughed lightly and said, "I will protect you for three days. During these three days, you must listen to me. I will keep pace with you and protect you closely."

Ding Yumeng frowned, shook her head, and said, "No need! This is very inconvenient!"

"I have to do this, I don't want my reputation to fall into you forever." Le Liang said domineeringly.

"You are a lady, how could you always be with you?" Zhou Mingsheng was full of anger.

"If you want to save your life, you must follow my arrangements and there is no need to discuss it." Le Liang had to do this, and he himself didn't want to lose his life!

"You..." A voice sounded at the headset, and Zhou Mingsheng's anger was paused: "Miss, the people from the Security Department's protection team are here, one man and one woman, two people."

Ding Yumeng said in a low voice: "Let them come up!"
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next