Lord of the Night

Fang Che glared: "Anyway, if you two squeeze in and someone picks the peaches, I won't be able to say anything!"

"You know for yourselves, once the benefits of this are known, once this escort agency really gets on the right track, once the chief instructor approves this approach, will you two be able to hold on to your position based on your cultivation?"

"If you stay in your position, I can protect you, but if you are kicked out halfway... think about it for yourself, there are so many geniuses in the headquarters, whether it is family background or personal strength, how can you compete with others!"

After the starlight helmsman finished speaking, he took the last injection of chicken blood, got up, patted his butt and left.

Zhao Wushang and Zheng Yunqi sat silently in the pavilion.

Grit your teeth!

"I have to take this position no matter what! I will work hard from today on! Damn it!"

Zhao Wushang gritted his teeth and murmured: "Who is going to take my position? I will kill him no matter what!"

Zheng Yunqi said calmly: "The most important thing now is not to practice hard, but to practice hard while keeping it secret! No matter what, no third person can know about this matter except the helmsman and us!"

"Including Mei'er and Wubai, they all can't succeed!"

Zheng Yunqi said: "You have to remember! If the news leaks out, who wouldn't want to take a bite of such a big piece of fat? Even the family members of the Feng family and the Chen family, and even the direct descendants, will also Greedy."

"I see!"

Zhao Wushang's eyes were ferocious: "I know the seriousness of this! Don't worry, from today on, I will sleep with a walnut in my mouth every night!"

Zheng Yunqi smiled: "Let's go and work!"

"Let's go! Go to work!"

Zhao Wushang jumped up like a small universe erupting.

The head escort went out with his head behind his hands, swaggering through the streets, greeting people he knew, and smiling brightly.

Let the whole street know that the head of the World Bodyguard Bureau is back!

Then he followed the flow of people into the bustling street, got through the crowd on the street, and disappeared.

After a long time, after walking through more than a dozen streets and alleys and about twenty shops, Fang Che, who had changed his body shape eleven or two times, appeared at the entrance of a small alley.

Now he has become a scholar, walking forward with his hands behind his back as weakly as possible.

As I walked, I seemed to be admiring the surrounding scenery.

When I got interested, I stopped for a while, as if thinking hard about the poem.

But I was thinking urgently in my heart.

Like a bow with its strings fully drawn, it is extremely tense.

Someone is following!

This is the feeling of clarity.

The person being followed was Yin Xiu, the head of the World Bodyguard Agency.

And the other party is very powerful.

Fang Che continued to use the Huan Bone Shapeshifter, and the Bingche Lingtai always maintained its position, tossing and turning with all its strength, constantly changing its position, and finally got rid of it after seven or eight times.

But he didn't dare to take it lightly, and continued to change his disguise. Only when he got here did he feel completely at ease.

I just felt like I was breaking out in a cold sweat.

He has been targeted since he came out of the World Escort Agency.

In other words, the other party has been staring at him next to the World Escort Agency, waiting for him, the head escort, to appear.

But now comes the problem.

Who is following me?

Which aspect?

Anyway, it shouldn't be possible for a guardian... right?

However, the other party had a peculiar and very light medicinal smell. This medicinal smell allowed Fang Che to catch it with his nose that was dozens of times more sensitive than ordinary people, and he used this to escape from tracking.

But why does it smell medicinal?

The sense of crisis in Fang Che's heart suddenly rose.

He went home immediately.

Then he changed his clothes and went to guard the main hall.

Now is the period of dismissal, but the office is still retained, and Fang Che has a good reason: has my new position been decided?

As soon as he entered the guard hall, he was immediately surrounded by people.

Yuan Jingjiang, with his subordinates and hundreds of deacons, swarmed up and surrounded Fang Che.

"Mr. Fang!"

"Mr. Fang hahaha!"

"long time no see……"

"What have you been doing?"

"Is your body feeling better?"

"..."

The smiling faces in front of him made Fang Che's mood quickly improve, and he suddenly felt full of security.

Say hello one by one.

Yun Jianqiu and others came forward to hug each other, and their affection was beyond words.

Suddenly...

A loud cry suddenly sounded: "Mr. Fang... Wuwuwu... You are back, you have to make the decision for me... Wuwuwu..."

But it was Hong Er who was lame and came out. He rushed forward with tears in his eyes and hugged Fang Che's legs. He cried so hard that his body was twitching: "Mr. Fang, help me..."

Cripple Hong Er was so sad that he could no longer speak: "I...I am...in pain..."

Fang Che was stunned.

Seeing lame Hong Er hugging his thigh and crying with runny nose and tears, Monk Fang Chezhang Er couldn't figure it out. He looked at the others with questioning eyes and wondered: "What's going on?"

Everyone rolled their eyes and looked at the sky.

At a glance, it was clear that Cripple Hong Er was guilty of public outrage, and it was the kind of public outrage that offended everyone.

Cripple Hong Er cried louder: "Mr. Fang...I, I, I...I was harmed, I was harmed..."

Fang Che waved his hand: "Don't cry first...what's going on?"

Cripple Hong Er cried sadly: "I, I... I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, Mr. Fang, how can I live like this..."

Fang Che sighed, not understanding, so he had to ask directly by name: "Sister Xiuyun, what is going on? Who was the second lame man harmed?"

Jing Xiuyun blushed and said, "I don't know about this. Anyway... I offended someone. You should ask these men about the specific details."

Fang Che scratched his head, wondering: "Cripple, you have offended all the men? What's going on?"

"Not only men, this bitch has offended all women."

Yun Jianqiu said: "Mr. Fang, please ignore him. Let's go in and talk. Don't ruin the mood..."

Cripple Hong Er wailed loudly: "Brothers, brothers... you can't do it, I was wrong, I changed it... help me... spare me... Mr. Fang, help me... …”

Fang Che quickly used his strength to shake the second lame man down, and said: "You wait here, I will investigate and find out."

So he entered with everyone.

The crowd gathered around him, and several of the highest-status people gathered together and entered Yuan Jingjiang's hall master's office.

It's spacious here. Then immediately close the door.

Several people were also posted to guard the doors and windows.

Like facing a powerful enemy.

"What's going on?" Fang Che asked confused.

"Hahahahaha..." Everyone burst into laughter before they could answer.

"Didn't the second cripple just get married? Why did he offend you?"

Fang Che asked.

"Hmph..."

Everyone snorted coldly: "If he doesn't get married, he won't be able to offend us."

"Talk about it!" Fang Che became interested.

"This bitch... I really can't blame everyone for trying to punish him!"

Yun Jianqiu said angrily: "It's called personnel matters!"

"specific?"

"This bastard was on duty at Sihai Bahuang Building and collected a lot of empty wine jars."

Yun Jianqiu said: "On the day he got married, everyone went to congratulate her. And according to your instructions, Mr. Fang, we guarded the hall and gave Qin Fang a generous dowry according to the standards for marrying a daughter."

"Then everyone who went to congratulate and have a wedding banquet brought two gifts, one for Qin Fang and one for Er Laizi."

"Then the lame Hong Er actually brought out the Iron Blood Platform Fifty Years treat. Everyone felt embarrassed when they saw it, so Hall Master Yuan took the lead and said that he could not apologize for his brother's feelings, and everyone made up for it again. A gift.”

"When the banquet was over, the wine jar was opened, and when everyone drank, they realized that this was not the 50-year-old iron-blooded platform! It was actually Jiuliangxiang, and it was just ordinary Jiuliangxiang... After taking the first sip, the entire guard fainted with anger. Everyone in the hall..."

Fang Che held his forehead with one hand, a black line on his head.

I really don’t know what to say.

At that time, I discovered that he had this tendency and even gave me a special reminder. As a result, he didn't go, but this bastard did it anyway.

"Then what?" Fang Che said feebly.

"Then... after everyone discussed it, I drugged him."

Yun Jianqiu coughed and said, "Half a bag is gone."

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Fang Che was confused.

"What happens next?"

"And then, when this bitch came out to propose a toast, he actually kept saying that the Fifty Years Iron-Blooded Table was good, the wine was expensive, and so on, and he had the nerve to ask everyone if the Fifty-Year-Old Iron-Blooded Table he prepared was delicious... When everyone got angry and stopped him from talking, I gave him the remaining half bag of Guaguaisan and put it into the wine jar."

"Then...it was said that the wedding night was all about that...it didn't work anymore. Until now..."

After Yun Jianqiu finished speaking, he coughed, stood aside uneasily, lowered his head and remained silent.

Fang Che only felt a stomachache.

I held my stomach and didn’t know what to say. The whole person was messy in the wind.

Such a weird thing...what a shame!

Yuan Jingjiang rubbed his hands, coughed, and said, "Well, actually... it was my idea."

Fang Che was speechless: "I said, you...is this the time to compete for responsibility?"

Everyone was chattering for a while.

"Then what?" Fang Che asked.

"Then until now... it still doesn't work." Yun Jianqiu drooped his head.

"What the hell..."

Fang Che was stunned.

How to deal with this matter?

"I said you guys are really convincing to me. Cripple Hong Er did something wrong, and even if you beat him to death, it doesn't matter. But you can't think about Sister Qin. This is her newlywed. Night, the big day of my life!”

"Moreover, her former husband was still our colleague, and he died for the task of guarding the main hall."

"If we were just talking about the cripple Hong Er, we wouldn't be able to beat him to death."

"But you should also think about Qin Fang."

Fang Che twisted his face, wanting to be angry but couldn't help laughing, which made his face look a bit funny.