God-level Bodyguard in The City

Chapter 261 Wu Tulong Group

Who wants to buy their own head? There is no suspense at all. What is so funny is that He Yan is too stingy. He obviously buys 200 million US dollars in one sentence, but only thinks of 100 million US dollars in personal purchases.

He drove back to the big house of He again, and He Shi went to sleep and went to sleep exhausted, but Shen Ming was quite interested to visit the big house. In the study, he found what he wanted, a box of pencils with a hardness of 6h, a A utility knife and a spare box of utility knife blades.

"Shen Ming, what are you doing?" He Shixin came out of the bath and watched Shen Ming sitting on the sofa with a pencil sharpener to repair the pencil.

"Prepare what you will use tomorrow, in other words, do you want to do what tomorrow?" Shen Ming concentratedly wrote.

"Dad actually has a dedicated private office in the city. Many important documents will be put there. Few people know it, but Daddy took me there. I want to check it out, maybe there are any clues. "He Shixin wiped the traces of water on his hair.

"Okay, I'll go out with you tomorrow, but tomorrow may be more lively than you think. You have to prepare something in the snack." Shen Ming smiled slightly.

"I don't know what you're talking about, God is mysterious." He Shixin has long been used to this big bodyguard's desire to stop talking.

This is another night of two people sleeping together. He Shixin, who is accustomed to being single, now seems to be able to sleep peacefully only when his warm and hard arms are pulled on his shoulders.

In the morning, when He Shixin woke up again, life had all changed. Those black water bodyguards who had stood guard outside the door for a few days had been evacuated all night, and no one would follow the mold of He Shixin. Only the monitoring team that only kept them, but that was all hundreds of meters away, did not affect normal life.

"Shen Ming, what did you talk to the second uncle yesterday? Why did the second uncle even pull the bodyguard?" He Shixin said happily.

"That was not a good experience, so don't force me to remember." Shen Ming took a bullet-proof vest, "Come on, put on."

"Why do you wear this?" He Shixin was a little nervous, knowing that it was an emergency item that his father put in his study, with fire extinguishers, gas masks and other items used in emergency situations.

"Just in case." Shen Ming didn't say much, so he set up He Shixin.

Abandoning the sports car 911, Shen Ming started a black Mercedes today. This car was chosen not because it was low-key, but because it had a bulletproof modification and better safety.

Omen is not large. It is so small that sometimes driving is a waste of gasoline. The entire Omen Island and Xunzi Island are connected by the Aojin Bridge. The bridge is 2556 meters wide and the bridge deck is 9.2 meters wide. Built by Portuguese designers, it can also be regarded as one of the tourist attractions in Omen.

He Chen's private office is on the back of Zhangzi Island, a secluded hillside away from the hustle and bustle of the gambling city. This is a private terrace. You can see the modern three-storey villas along the specially-repaired Panshan Highway for about 1 km.

"Your dad would really find a place, so remote, Xiuxian?" Shen Ming couldn't help sighing, watching the dense woods on the hillside.

"Dad is a workaholic. In my memory, he stays at home for as long as outside. Sometimes he sleeps here directly after working in this office for a long time, watching his mother often stay alone , I was very angry, and had noisy with him for this matter. "It was another memory of the past, He Shixin couldn't help feeling.

"Women, sometimes it ’s too easy to think about the problem. If you do n’t go home, you may not be busy with your work. Maybe your father raised a third?" Shen Ming grinned. After all, this kind of thing is not uncommon in a wealthy family. It's strange.

"Hey, hey, you are not allowed to stigmatize my dad's character like this!" He Shixin angrily hit the back of his head, "My dad is a well-known gentleman in the high circle, except for his mother, who has not looked straight at him. Other women. Look at the celebrities, which is not a gossip, but my dad never has these lace news.

To me, the happiest is the parents who love each other. "

"We're here." As He Shixin spoke, Shen Ming had parked his car at the door of the three-story villa. Compared with He's big house, this one can be regarded as affordable housing, but in the eyes of mortals, it is still a luxury villa that you can't afford in a lifetime.

"Get off." When He Shixin reached out to pull the door, Shen Ming stopped.

"Don't there should be a back door in this villa?" Shen Ming looked out the window.

"Yes? Why go through the back door?" He Shixin wondered.

"I like to walk through the back door." Shen Ming smiled warily, and started the engine to drive the car in again.

At this moment, a sniper wearing camouflage and holding an American-made m24 sniper rifle was so depressed that he almost vomited blood on a large leafy tree at a hillside 300 meters away opposite him. The walkie-talkie said, "Report, report, am I stuck with the camera, there is no space for sniping, the long-range sniper plan failed, brothers on the ground, it's your turn."

"You or he are usually screaming, what sniper elite, you are soft when you need it!" Teammates scolded in headphones.

"Who is talking to him? You can't just look at the dog, the opponent is clearly prepared, and the vision is stuck. It is definitely a master. You better be careful." The sniper grumbled.

"Counseling! Don't ask him for a reason, anyway, your first kill bonus is gone, hehe!"

"Where are you compared? Grandpa knocked you first!" The sniper was also angry. They were originally a fragmented team of killers. They usually did their own work, and the only connection between them was a killer bar. Everyone occasionally goes to that bar to exchange information and take on new missions, just like some players take quests and make copies.

They were accustomed to single brushing, but they were shocked by a sky-high price list yesterday, and their heads were hung on the wall with a price of 100 million US dollars. There is very little information about this man, but professional killers quickly found videos about him on the Internet.

Everyone's unanimous conclusion is that this guy is definitely not a boss that can be used alone, so they formed a team that night and sneaked into Omen. They obtained for themselves a team called "Dragon Slaying Team", with a total of 17 people, mostly melee combatants, and only one sniper was equipped. Ben is counting on this guy to kill the task and return home for a penny. Who knows that everyone still has to take a shot in the end, and his natural mood is not beautiful.

It is He Chen's habit to use the day when he and Natasha first met as a password. He Shixin opened the back door lightly and walked into the villa with Shenming.

Although it has been a long time since He Chen died, the villa still retains his appearance after leaving. There is no one in the slightly cluttered room to clean up. There is a soft blanket on the sofa, and there is still left on the coffee table With a little crystal goblet of red wine, He Chen seemed to enjoy a person's life.

"Dad's office is upstairs. I'll go up first. Will you come?" He Shixin asked at the elevator entrance.

"No need, I'll turn around below." Shen Ming declined.

"Don't mess with my father's stuff." He Shixin said and sat up in the elevator. And Shen Ming also inspected the interior of the room. There were things about Natasha everywhere in the room, and there were many pictures of Ms. He Shixin's mother hanging on the wall. It seemed to be a Natasha exhibition hall.

Every gift Natasha gave to He Chen, from a brooch to a watch, each was decorated by a photo frame, and the time marked below was placed on the exhibition stand. For He Chen, these were rare. Treasure.

Shen Ming can now be sure that He Chen really loves his mother-in-law, as described by Shi Xin.

When Shen Ming turned on the TV, what was continuously looping was the video of He Chen's marriage. The screen was obviously cut by a Hollywood-level cutting master. The fade-in and fade-out switching was so beautiful that there was nothing to say. Natasha married He Chen as a wife before she was 20 years old. When she was young, she smiled extraordinarily, without restraint, and did not have the breath of a wealthy lady, real and lovely.

"Master Father-in-law, can you sleep only by watching this?" Shen Ming sighed and looked at the pillows and blankets on the sofa. Obviously, He Chen was used to sleeping on the sofa.

At this moment, 16 dragon killers in black clothes have fumbled around the villa. They are wearing black hoods and holding semi-automatic pistols and miniature submachine guns equipped with mufflers. Obviously they still want to keep a low profile. Got to complete the task.

The two of them were divided into 8 groups, sneaking into the villa from all around, using electronic *** to open the front and rear password doors, using a directional glass cutting machine, and unlocking the glass doors.

But when the earliest group came to the living room, the video was still playing on the TV, but Shen Ming was no longer there.

"Where is he?" Murmured the depressed killer.

"Here." Shen Ming lifted the curtains and walked out, waiting for the killer to turn around, and the 6h forearm in his hand slid into his shoulder along his back.

"It was too late to scream, the foot was already hit on the buttocks, the whole person flew out, and smashed into a metal coffee table.

The teammate next to him turned slightly and turned to pull the trigger, but a cold light flashed, he found that his fingers did not listen to the call, and could not use any energy.

Looking down, I found that my wrist holding the gun handle was neatly cut, my tendons were broken, and blood was blowing outward.

"Get some sleep." Shen Ming, holding the utility knife in one hand, grabbed the battered killer's forehead and slammed against the floor. The guy still had no time to scream and passed out.

Shen Ming tore off the killer's headset and whispered in a public channel, "You guys, you have chosen the wrong order, and it is still too late to return it."

"Reject you paralysis!" The captain replied.

"That being the case, don't blame me, I hope you all have medical insurance." Shen Ming sighed.