Wang Liang glanced at the two of them cautiously: "I am a stone cutter. I follow you just to enjoy the excitement of cutting stones."
Wang Jian nodded: "When we were working as security guards at Shitou Zhai, we also learned how to cut stones from the young master. Even if our skills are not as good as the young master, we are definitely better than you."
Wang Liang suddenly became anxious: "Aren't you security guards? Why are you cutting rocks?"
Fan Tong said seriously: "Because in Kyoto, the salary of a stone cutter is higher than that of a security guard."
Wang Liang's eyes darkened. Now he finally understood that the one who defeats you may not be your peers, but someone from across the border.
But I also understood why Ye Qing let these two unattractive people come to Rayleigh.
When these two people first retired from the army, their temperament was perhaps too obvious, and people could tell at a glance that they were from military backgrounds.
However, working as a security guard at Shitou Zhai, working as a stone cutter, and hanging out with a group of poor people in Panjiayuan, the military temperament of the two people was worn away, and they became smooth and sophisticated people.
It becomes even scarier when it loses its edge.
Ordinary figure, ordinary appearance, the master who disappears immediately when thrown into the crowd.
Even if he meets you face to face, you won't remember what he looks like.
No wonder one is named Wang Jian and the other is Fan Tong. Apart from the weird name of "Foolish Group", there is nothing memorable about these two people.
It would be a pity for such people not to become spies.
Wang Liang looked at them helplessly: "What do you two want to do when you sing together?"
Wang Jian reached behind him and took out a gun: "We can change from security guards to stone cutters, and you can also turn from stone cutters to bodyguards."
Shooting, there is no man who doesn’t like shooting.
It's a pity that this is the first time in Wang Liang's life that he has touched a real gun...
But damn, this gun is too small, like a toy.
"This gun is called Walter CCp. It is specially designed by Walter Company for women. It weighs 0.65 kilograms and has a total length of 6.41 inches. It is a top-level semi-automatic pistol."
Wang Jian glanced at Wang Liang, whose face was full of disappointment: "But the biggest advantage of this gun is that it is easy to carry and not easy to be detected."
"You play with big guns, let me play with small guns..."
Fan Tong comforted: "This little gun will be good if you can play with it. Besides, you don't need to use it normally. Xiao Ye and Liu Le can handle various situations.
You are just a surprise soldier, waiting for the most dangerous time to be effective. "
"You don't have to pay with your life if you kill someone!"
“It doesn’t work in northern Myanmar, but it doesn’t work in China!”
Men all have a love for guns. Even if they don’t have a real gun, they often play with one.
What's more, these two people will definitely not give him a powerful gun that is not easy to hide...
"Get in the car and go to Muse. When we get outside Muse, I'll teach you how to shoot."
"I can fight!"
Wang Jian glanced at him sideways: "You can only shoot at the wall."
"I..." Wang Liang looked helpless.
When the Audi arrived at Jiegao Port, Anzhi got off the car to stamp the tourist visa. When the car crossed the Jiegao Bridge, it was like arriving in another country.
An Mengxi looked at Ye Qing sideways with a peaceful smile on her face.
Beautiful skins are the same, but interesting souls are unique. This sentence is not only suitable for women, but also for men.
This is a very interesting man, not careless at all, everything is arranged to perfection.
The most important thing is that as a son of a noble family, he is not a dandy.
It seemed that as long as I was around him, I felt safe.
Don't look at it, An Mengxi is now the general manager of the Nanguo Company of a sericulture family, and the family has been a big businessman for generations.
However, the more such a family is, the lower the sense of security is.
Competition is ubiquitous in the family, and those with strong abilities are at the top.
Insufficient in ability, he can only take care of the mulberry fields and raise silkworms. Even working as a weaver in a factory.
She grew up in this kind of environment. Even after going to college and receiving higher education, she and Liu Yue were known as the two major campus beauties of Tsinghua Park Business Administration.
People who are amazed by her talent and admire her beauty are like the crucian carp crossing the river.
However, diamond rings, flowers, and even expensive sports cars are not what she wants.
For her, the most precious thing is security.
After taking charge of a sericulture family in Southern China, An Mengxi focused all his attention on business expansion. As a general manager, socializing and socializing were indispensable.
There are many successful people that she has come into contact with, but An Mengxi still chooses to refuse their pursuit.
As a woman, she also wants to fall in love wholeheartedly and have a strong chest to rely on.
Even in every empty, lonely and cold night, I hope to have a pair of strong arms hug me and love myself to my heart's content.
I even hope that every time when I go out to socialize, facing the lustful looks of those so-called dignitaries, there is someone who can stand in front of me and protect me from the wind and rain...
It's difficult for women, it's even harder for beautiful women, and it's even more difficult for a beautiful woman who wants to make a career and prove to the world that she has been there!
"Master!" An Mengxi saw that Ye Qing was concentrating with his eyes closed, and quietly leaned towards him: "Do you think the white fox will forgive me?"
Ye Qing looked at her worried look and said amusedly: "I am a fox pretending to be a tiger, but you are a tiger pretending to be a fox."
"Bah!" An Mengxi rolled her eyes at him coquettishly and said, "I'm not a tigress."
"The moment the table knife flew out, everyone's eyes were stunned." Ye Qing said sternly: "If you have a tiger in your heart, smell the roses carefully. You are scarier than a tigress."
An Mengxi wrinkled her nose delicately: "In terms of her sharp tongue and profound knowledge, I am willing to be inferior to you, but I don't know that I treat this little girl like a tiger. What do I think of myself?"
Liu Le didn't look back: "Wu Song!"
"Liu Le, you've learned too much!" An Mengxi's pretty face turned red, but Wu Song was riding on a tiger and fighting...
"The happiest thing in the world is that sheep eat grass, wolves eat meat, and Ultraman fights little monsters." Liu Le chuckled mischievously: "But the most romantic thing is to make some tofu with brine, and each thing will bring down another thing."
"Master, you don't care about Liu Le..."
"Okay, let's get to know each other formally." Ye Qing said solemnly: "Liu Le, the eighth eldest son of the Ye family."
"The eighth son of the Ye family!" An Mengxi said in shock: "Could it be..."
"What are you thinking!" Ye Qing glared at her: "Liu Le's grandfather is my grandfather's bodyguard, and Liu Le has been fostered in my house since he was a child.
Whether in the inner circle of Kyoto Yamen or in the Ye family, everyone knows that Liu Yue is the seventh child of the Ye family and Liu Le is the eighth eldest child of the Ye family.
The three of us grew up together, although Liu Le stayed with me and seemed to be a housekeeper.
But in fact, he is Grandpa’s eyes. Grandpa would rather trust him than me in many things. "
Only then did An Mengxi realize that Liu Le was the real retainer of the Ye family...
