The Fighting Chicken of Du’s Bodyguard

The sun was setting in the west, and the light in the alley gradually became dim.

Du Xiao stood at the entrance of the alley with one hand in his pocket, raised his eyes to see the afterimage of the sunset in the haze, and took off his sunglasses, revealing a stiff and handsome face with sharp edges and corners. He was tall with long legs, wide shoulders and narrow shoulders. The waist, the well-cut pure black suit is wrapped with strong chest and abdominal muscles, and the legs are straight and full of tension under the crisp trousers. It is simply a powerful humanoid hormone maker.

The bodyguard of someone else's family who was also called a handsome guy by his side was a bit wretched.

The other bodyguards were very unhappy, snorted coldly, and turned on the mocking mode: "I heard that you don't belong to any bodyguard company, but were dug from outside by the owner of the Zhou family? Oh, wild bodyguards have no background, no background, no connections in the background, and life is not easy. Bar?"

Du Xiao: "..."

"The Zhou family is famous for being stingy. How much salary do they pay you every month?"

Du Xiao: "..."

"Is there two thousand?"

Du Xiao: "..."

At this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket rang. Du Xiao took it out and looked at it. It was Li Qiang, who was also a bodyguard in the Zhou family.

Someone else's bodyguard squinted at the old-fashioned Nokia candy bar in his hand that was ugly enough to be a brick, smiled proudly, took out his latest Mac and swiped the screen a few times.

It's a pity that Du Xiao is not only intermittently dumb, he is also selectively blind, he lacks a single extra eye, and his attention is half in the alley and half on the phone.

Li Qiang's loud voice came out through the old and leaking receiver: "Brother Du, haven't you come back yet? Where are you?"

Du Xiaochao looked at the two second-generation ancestors who were fighting in the alley: "The young master has an appointment with someone, and the fight is not over yet. What's the matter?"

"The owner has sent out the New Year's goods, where are you? Come back and get them! If you are slow, you won't be able to grab the good ones!"

Du Xiao was puzzled, but there was still no expression on his face: "What New Year's goods?"

"Chicken! One live chicken per person! You won't be able to pick fat ones if you stay later!"

Du Xiao: "..."

Someone else's bodyguard made a "pu chi" and raised his head to reveal a proud Aunt Xue smile: "Tsk, it's too shabby."

Du Xiao finally gave him a look, thinking to himself why this person is like a bitch, talking so much crookedly, do the bodyguards hired by the Song family work with their mouths?

He is a silent tough guy, he has an idea in his mind, he just doesn't say it.

Li Qiang also knew very well about Zhou Zhan, the youngest second ancestor of the Zhou family. Hearing this, he immediately expressed his deep sympathy for Du Xiao, who is 24 hours a day without hindrance.

The second generation of other rich people go out to make an appointment when they have nothing to do. Zhou Zhan, this wonderful flower, is really pure, so he goes out to make an appointment when he has nothing.

Curious, Li Qiang couldn't help but ask, "Who is this time? Why are you fighting?"

Du Xiao paused for a while, and seemed a little hard to say, but finally said concisely: "Song Gongzi likes big breasts, he likes flat breasts, if the two disagree..."

Made an appointment.

Li Qiang: "…"

Someone else's bodyguard: "..."

Hanging up the phone, the sky is getting darker and the light in the alley is getting worse and worse. Zhou Zhan fights until his hair is fried into chicken coops. He kicked his opponent Song Gongzi, stood on the ground to take a breath, tried his best to widen his eyes, and burst out a foul language: "Fuck! It's getting dark!"

Song Gongzi got up and wiped his mouth: "Fight again!"

Zhou Zhan hurriedly raised his hand and made a "stop" gesture: "Stop fighting! I'll be here today! I'm going home!"

Song Gongzi looked at him with a shit-eating expression: "Why are you kidding me? There's no winner yet, what kind of good boy are you pretending to be! Come again! I have to beat you today until you admit that Dabomei is the stunner in the world! "

Du Xiao: "..."

Zhou Zhan blinked a few times fiercely, stretched his eye sockets to the maximum, and unresponsively avoided Song Gongzi's oncoming fist, turned his head and shouted, "Du Xiao! Save me!"

Du Xiao was as calm as a mountain one second before, and the next second, he flew over and rushed to Zhou Zhan's side with extremely fast explosive force and speed.

Song Gongzi jumped his feet and cursed in anger: "Why are you calling your bodyguards for a duel! Coward! Don't leave before the fight is over!"

Zhou Zhan pointed his **** at him triumphantly: "Go home and look in the mirror to see your pig-headed face, what are you yelling at when you get beaten up by a coward? Everyone in the circle knows that Lao Tzu never beats him. Yejia, I'm so good when I'm going home, come and bite me!"

After speaking, he twisted his **** on Du Xiao's shoulder as a provocation.

Du Xiao's breath sank a little, and he pressed his **** down without changing his face: "Don't move."

Zhou Zhan squinted and snickered, his **** against his palm and twisted a few times recklessly: "I want you to take care of it, I want you to take care of it!"

Du Xiao quickly withdrew his hands, and put him back on the ground cleanly, his face tensed a little.

Under Zhou Zhan's thin single eyelid, his two dark eyeballs quickly rolled around: "Bring the phone, I'll call my dad."

Du Xiao took out the Nokia and handed it to him. Because he was in a trance, he forgot to put it directly into his hand, so Zhou Zhan stretched out his hand following the shadow in the dim twilight, but it was a few millimeters away and wiped the edge of the phone. Poke into Du Xiao's chest.

Du Xiao tightened his chest muscles, grabbed his hand and shoved the phone over.

Zhou Zhan turned around, held the phone to his eyes, opened his eyes wide and laboriously dialed, and then strode forward: "Don't follow."

Du Xiao obeyed the order and stopped, and hurriedly raised his heels in the next second: "Wait! Be careful!"

"Boom-" Zhou Zhan slammed his head against the wall.

Du Xiao held his forehead: "...the direction is wrong."

Song Gongzi chased after him just to see this scene, and was immediately amused by his stupidity, gleefully pointing at him and laughing: "You idiot!"

Zhou Zhan stopped cooking as soon as it got dark, turned his head with a star-filled gaze, and stretched out his hand to Du Xiao with a confused look on his face.

Du Xiao strode forward and grabbed his hand, treating himself as a dedicated guide dog, helping the little master step by step to carefully walk to the secluded place, then let go, and said in a low voice, "Call me after calling me, I will Stand where you can see."

Zhou Zhan raised his head and smiled at him, because he couldn't see clearly, his eyes were a little out of focus, and he seemed particularly ignorant and innocent.

Du Xiao didn't know that his night blindness was a racial attribute, but he felt so distressed that he was caught off guard by this smile, and when he walked away, his breath was unsteady, and he was obviously in a turmoil.

But others can't see the slightest difference, after all, he is a facial paralysis.

Song Gongzi glared at Zhou Zhan's back unwillingly, and imitated Zhou Zhan to extend his hand to his bodyguard: "Bring the mobile phone, and I will also call my dad."

The bodyguard of the Song family has now returned to a strict and meticulous appearance. He bowed his head and stretched out his hands to present his mobile phone. Obviously, he is not close to his employer, but he is the norm, like Du It is rare for Xiao to act as a bodyguard like an old mother.

Song Gongzi was so angry that he threw his mobile phone after dialing a number: "It's out of power! What a piece of shit! Next time you won't be allowed to use a smartphone, what will you call if I'm in danger? I'll deduct your salary! "

The bodyguard bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, I'll change it tomorrow."

Du Xiao glanced over, although there was no expression, but the presence of his eyes was very strong, so strong that the bodyguard could feel the strong ridicule from his peers with his head down, and his face was green with anger.

Here, Young Master Song probably felt embarrassed in front of the enemy, and was quite annoyed. He kept grabbing the bodyguard and scolding him and vowed to blacklist the bodyguard company that this person worked for. Over there, Zhou Zhan was covering the microphone and whispering to his father: " Dad, why did you suddenly think of giving chickens? What a shame! I still want to send a big red envelope to Du Xiao, don't just use a chicken!"

Chairman Zhou didn't understand what was going on on his side, and subconsciously lowered his voice like him: "Red envelopes are red envelopes, and New Year's goods are New Year's goods, is your father being so stingy? Is there someone spreading rumors outside? Stupid son! This is me. helping you!"

Zhou Zhan looked inexplicable: "What?"

Chairman Zhou said: "I decided to go on a trip with my mother this year during the Chinese New Year. The air tickets are all booked. Your brothers and sisters also have their own arrangements, so you are the only one left."

Zhou Zhan was shocked, and the chicken nest head exploded even more with anger: "Are you going to travel? Don't you take me? My parents? I was brought back from the chicken farm by you, right? There are also big brothers, two brothers, three sisters and four sisters. Five brothers and six brothers…”

"Son! Parents have arranged for you!" Chairman Zhou interrupted him, "You have been to Du Xiao's house! Let's talk about it later. Your mother and I have made a detailed plan, which will definitely help you win Du Xiao's house successfully. Owl!"

Zhou Zhan's eyes widened and he was speechless for a long time, and suddenly shouted into the microphone: "You are my father!" Then he hung up the phone quickly, turned back and jumped in the general direction where Du Xiao was, "Du Xiao Du Xiao, I want to go home! Come on!"

Du Xiao raised his foot and walked over to stand in front of him, grabbed his waving hand, took back his phone and put it in his pocket, carried him on his shoulders again, and strode towards the parking lot.

Zhou Zhan patted his broad and sturdy back, and the tip of his finger seemed to touch his spine unintentionally. He was almost overturned by his staggering footsteps in an instant. He hurriedly clung to him and patted him on the back again. One: "Hey! The bodyguard of the Song family just provoked you, didn't you? Why didn't you attack him?"

Du Xiao turned his head slightly: "What are you doing to him?"

"If he provokes you, of course you have to slap him!"

"..." Du Xiao wondered, "Huh? What do you want me to do to him?"

"Oh, you stupid gourd! Of course you have to slap him fiercely when a idiot provokes you! Don't talk about your demeanor!"

"???" Du Xiao was at a loss, "What exactly are you going to do to him?"

Zhou Zhan: "…"

I'm so tired, I'm so worried!

Zhou Zhan said indignantly: "Forget it, I'll help you! Where are they?"

Du Xiao tilted his head with a question mark on his head: "You look up, right in front of you."

Zhou Zhan immediately raised his head and shouted in the direction of Song Gongzi and his bodyguard, "Hey! That bodyguard, how much is the monthly salary for the Song family boy?"

Zhou Zhan's ears are beyond ordinary, and he is distracted from time to time to pay attention to Du Xiao during fights, so he can hear the bodyguard's words clearly, but Song Gongzi is completely unaware. Disgusted by the bodyguard, he raised his head and said arrogantly: "My bodyguard is very good. Your family is so stingy, you must not be able to afford it."

Zhou Zhan cursed angrily: "Whoever spreads rumors, I'll kill him! Then tell me, how much do you give him?"

Song Gongzi swallowed "20,000", quickly increased the value of his bodyguard, and stretched out his finger: "50,000!"

The Song family bodyguard, who also thought that Young Master Zhou was going to dig up the wall, held his breath and pricked up his ears expectantly.

Zhou Zhan laughed loudly: "Look at your bulls! My family's Du Xiao earns 200,000 yuan a month, and it's not like yours. It's really half a bucket of water!"

Du Xiao: "..."

So childish.

Song Gongzi and his bodyguards: "Oh."

You can brag like this, why don't you go to heaven?