God-level Bodyguard in The City

Chapter 73—Portrait of 1314

At 7:30 in the morning, the black dragon opened his eyes every minute and seconds, and he got up from the bed without a moment of attachment, but he was a bit tired, but he was very skilled in an electric wheelchair.

Before brushing his teeth, Black Dragon first came to the window and opened a curtain in the painting area, so that the sun was shining on a drawing board that was almost finished.

The black dragon in pajamas came to the drawing board, humming a nursery rhyme-like minor tone while mixing paint. The girl in the sun naturally radiates the goddess light after using oily makeup.

At this moment, Xiao Yi was still in a quiet jet lag on the sleeping pad, and the only thing she could appreciate her beauty was the deepness of sitting up from the sofa at the same time as Heilong.

When Heilong has prepared the oil paint and is preparing to write, the incomprehensible charm is to pull the curtains up again and turn it into a lamp.

"Do you know that you hate it?" Heilong held his paintbrush and grumbled back. "My painting depicts the street scene under the morning sun, not the night scene under the lamp, no sunlight, no feeling."

"Sorry, I don't understand art, but I know that for a sniper, the light is the best ambush point, and sitting in front of the window is the cutest target." Shen Ming was stubborn like a stone.

"Can't paint, give me a new artboard." Heilong lost the artboard in his hand and could only re-deploy new paint and conceive new paintings. In these years, early morning painting, like many people's morning exercises, has become Got her habit.

She is more accustomed to numbering everything, just like her paintings. Before starting to paint, she will write the corresponding number in the corner. "1314" This is a new painting.

"Undress and stand in front of the desk lamp." Heilong commanded strongly.

"What do you want?" Shen Ming wondered, but he didn't provide physiological services. Even if it was provided, it would cost extra money.

"It's dark, you can only draw shapes, and be a model for me. This is not to kill you, should it be okay?" Heilong said uncomfortably.

Shen Ming didn't say much anymore, unbuttoned her clothes, and put her suit shirt on the sofa neatly.

"The gun bag is on your back, don't take off your pants. I'm not Michelangelo, and I'm not interested in painting people." Black Dragon was like a puppet, but when she saw Shen Ming's scar, she couldn't tell it unconsciously. Come on.

This is a man with a story. The story must be full of blood and rain of guns and bullets. His upper part of the red fruit is standing under the lamp with the revolver of the Colt python, and his bronze muscles are shining without olive oil. The kind of scars are like mouths, telling the origin of the black dragon.

"Did you crawl back from hell?" Heilong praised in disguise.

"I don't seem to be obliged to answer you." Shen Ming is cold and iced, "Or we play a game and change one question to another. If we can't answer it, just skip it and change another question."

"You bodyguard, you really have nothing to lose, this girl is in a good mood, let's play with you." Heilong Lizu smiled lightly and skillfully wrote. High-quality models have always been painters' favorite, just like Da Vinci's Mona Lisa.

Shen Ming is definitely the most perfect male body that Black Dragon has ever seen. Not only is the muscles in the whole body relaxed, but the fat layer is extremely low. The ingenious scar proves that he is not just a vase for bodybuilding. It is unique to men. The charm of battle is as charming as the scars on the lion's face.

"I joined the battlefield at the age of 16 and fought various battles that I have never reported on TV in 10 years, so I made it look like this." Shen Ming calmly answered the black dragon's question first and immediately asked, "You How did you get it? "

"Four years ago, I suffered a car accident with a comminuted fracture of my knees and legs, and then I can no longer dance." Heilong's speed of writing quickly outlined the outline of the deep, "Why are you a bodyguard?"

"This is a business that my parents worked hard on. The Shen family has only one person left. I don't want to lose the business. I'm afraid I can't explain it to the second old man." Shen Ming sighed softly. The curtain is the head of the United States District Church? "

"It's so nice, isn't it just a leader?" Heilongong scoffed at the title. "What's most important in the 21st century? Of course, it's talent. ** In fact, it's the world's most talented industry. It's hundreds of years here It is full of violence, vendetta, and crime. These are no longer in line with the times. You cannot change your mind and operate in new ways. This is the sunset industry.

I have a special ability, that is, never forget. Anything around you can be stored in the brain as long as the number is edited, and I will never forget it. In addition, I also have an MBA with an IQ of 140.

It ’s my question, how long is your little brother? "

"It's relative, it depends on the environment, the longest is 18 cm." Shen Ming's face didn't change his heart and he didn't beat, he answered the unusual "sharp" question, "Do you have any relatives alive?"

"No, the car accident has taken away my parents and my legs. How old were you to control for the first time?" Heilong continued to ask sharply.

"15 years old. If you are clever, why gangsters?" Shen Ming speeded up his speech.

"For life, a girl with a lame leg, can roar and drink from a high-headed hooligan, so that bad people dare not bully me. How good. Have you ever had a fantasy about long legs 2?" Heilong had evil in his mouth Smirk.

"... Yes ..." Shen Ming confessed softly, "Do you have a way to survive the killing now?"

The black dragon in the painting stopped and looked at Shen Ming. "Skip."

"Do you know the whereabouts of $ 3 billion?" Shen Ming seized the initiative of the question.

"Skip."

"Are the accountants and you colluding?"

"Skip."

"Can you tell the truth?" Shen Ming said coldly.

"Yes, what I just told you is the truth. Then answer my last question. Why do you know that I'm in trouble and would you like to take this business?" All the questions just now are boring, and this is the only one. The Black Dragon is most curious.

"Because you need me, and I need money." Shen Ming's answer ended the sword-struck game. The body portrait number 1314 on the canvas in front of Black Dragon is also completed.

"I don't understand art, but you draw well." Shen Ming put on his clothes and walked behind the Black Dragon. For the first time, he felt that he was still handsome. The man on the canvas had sharp eyes and a muscular line. The scars echoed, and the strokes formed in one go were masters.

"If you like it, I will send it to you. If I die, this painting will be very valuable, so I will reward you honestly." Hei Long washed the brush with water, and then woke up 2 and she was going to take a bath again ...

Black Dragon takes a pure milk bath twice a day. It is estimated that her family used to run a ranch in the past.

It ’s easy to eat a bit earlier, and the team of Black Dragon will start again. Today is the regular meeting of the leaders of the 7 gangs. Once a month, you must attend. This system was first proposed by Black Dragon 3 years ago for the convenience of everyone to communicate. Communicate, put on the table clearly if there is a contradiction, and avoid making trouble.

In the past, the location of the regular meetings often changed, but in recent months, the locations were all in Vegas, all of which was missing by Hei Jin.

"Put on this." After getting into the nanny car, Shen Ming handed Xiao Yi and Hei Long a bulletproof vest.

Xiao Yi obediently fit into the suit, but Black Dragon pushed aside, "Thank you, if I need to wear this, I don't need to pay you to hire you."

"2, wear one more." Shen Ming said and handed the other one to Xiao Yi.

"Wear two? Are you mentally ill? This stuff is so uncomfortable on your chest." Xiao Yi frowned, apparently the body armor did not consider women's comfort, especially the proud chest girl with Xiao Yi's 32c figure .

"Wear it. If you are in danger, you can block the bullets for our employer. The thickness of 2 pieces should be able to withstand 7.62mm bullets." Shen Ming said "should" hear Xiao Yi's black line and dare to love her bodyguard assistant, "Human flesh jacket".

A convoy of 5 cars drove out of the headquarters of the Zhulian Club. Vegas in the morning was far from the excitement of the night, and the hot and dry air was a passerby killer. In Vegas, more than 70% People are nocturnal animals, and the remaining 30% are residents of ordinary local shopping.

There is a "Little Hualien Shopping Street" not far from the city center. The Taiwanese businessmen who moved here refer to a small Chinese street. It mainly sells fruits and vegetables, and some simple daily necessities. Of course, this is also the tradition of the bamboo curtain society. Construction site.

After getting on the bus, Heilong was also very busy. He has been using iPad to check various e-mails sent by his subordinates. Heilong's requirements for his subordinates are not detailed and must be reported. If you don't need the black dragon tube, she will indicate that you have read it, and you will handle it if you need it.

"Bypass, go to Xiaohualien Shopping Street." Heilong instructed the driver.

"At this time, there are too many people on the shopping street," Shen Ming reminded.

"The big thing about the survival of the gang is to be dealt with, and death is going to go." Black Dragon is more stubborn than Shen Ming.

The helpless team changed its direction and rushed directly to the door of Xiaohualien Shopping Street. Heilong insisted that everyone else stay in the car. Those fierce followers would scare others, only 1 and 2 accompanied her to the incident location.

The big thing about the survival of the gang in Heilongkou was that the bosses of the two merchants # 406 and # 407 were arguing, and attracted many passers-by who went shopping for inhumane onlookers.

The old gun responsible for managing this street took two younger brothers to persuade them here, but both of them paid protection fees. They both thought that the people were helping themselves, and they were noisier. 406 The uncle holds a kitchen knife in his hand and blushes with a thick neck. The seventh grandma of 407 is not weak, and she carries a watermelon knife on her shoulders like Hongxing and thirteen sisters.

"Do you care?" Xiao Yi pushed the wheelchair frowning.

"Of course." Heilong smiled.

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