100k Volts Electrocutes You to Death

Ye Wenxuan didn't squint, and heard the boy named Lynn in his ears urging others to do something.

"Just take a look...it's okay..."

"No."

"Trust me... we will stand by the door and watch..."

The Ada had been shaking his head, Ye Wenxuan wanted to listen again, but several people had already turned out of the stairwell, and finally the man closed the door and shut it out with the sound.

Ye Wenxuan paused for a while, and finally chose to climb the stairs, regardless of what the "door" in the waiter's mouth was.

When he got to the third floor, he didn't need to look for it seriously, and ran to the box of the bodyguard standing at the door.

When he entered the door, he was stopped by the bodyguard again: "Our boss didn't want this."

Ye Wenxuan looked scared and whispered: "Miss Hanna asked me to send it, is the boss still there?"

The black man who stopped him said broadly: "The boss doesn't need to, go away."

Ye Wenxuan also wanted to say that all the big guys by the door saw him around. He twitched at the corner of his mouth, and he could only take care of it. He turned back with the plate.

After all, he is not a professional investigator. Ye Wenxuan was very guilty.

He wasn’t sure how long the unlucky Asian in the backstreet would be lethargic. The longer he stayed, the more dangerous he was. Ye Wenxuan figured it out in his heart, and finally decided to go back to the hotel first, so as to avoid being discerned and wanting to leave. Can't go either.

Having made up his mind, he immediately took action and went to the previous kitchen. Ye Wenxuan picked up another bag of garbage made by the chefs and found the back door and slipped out.

He kept watching behind him and found that no one was paying attention to him, so he quickly walked deep into the alley and turned over the unconscious Asian man by a waste dump. This guy was stripped of his underwear in March , Only lying on the ground in a single coat, Ye Wenxuan estimated that he must have a cold and fever after waking up.

Seeing that this unlucky ghost had to faint for another hour, Ye Wenxuan relaxed. He gasped for a few times, trying to calm his heart rhythm of thumping and throbbing, and then quickly took off his subdued and changed back to his clothes.

I did a little aftercare and looked at the time, it was already over eleven at night.

"Wilson...it seems necessary to check the person's head." He muttered to himself, while putting his hat on his head, he wrapped his lower half of his face with a mask, and walked out against the wall. Alley.

At 11 o’clock in London, it was still very lively. Ye Wenxuan walked along the road for a while, and stopped a car at a distance from the Red Rose Club. When he reported the name of the hotel, he put his head on the window, thinking endlessly. What I just saw and heard.

Why did Xing Yuan go to that club by himself at night?

Is it to see that boss, or... what to do there.

Ye Wenxuan couldn't figure it out. He felt that he still had too little information in his hand, but he couldn't do more to commit dangers alone. After all, he was not engaged in investigation and it was easy to get out of the way.

It was just one night, it should be... no big deal.

Ye Wenxuan suppressed his impetuous thoughts, and stopped thinking about it, only looking sideways at the neon night scene flashing out of the window.

A few hundred meters behind him, on the third floor of the Red Rose Club, someone pushed out the door, and the bodyguard gave way to both sides, waiting respectfully for the people inside to come out.

The first one who came out was a beautiful woman with enchanting makeup. She swayed three times as she walked, her eyes were like small scratching hooks, and she looked back from time to time as she walked, casting a wink at the people behind her.

Behind her, the black-haired and blue-eyed man glanced at her and closed the blatant seduction in full, with a wicked smile in the corner of his mouth.

"My dear Xing, Hannah is just looking at you tonight, and even her boss has no eyes." Wilson walked next to him, with a hint of taste in his tone: "Do you think I should Give her to you, well, let her go to work in your Xing Group."

Xing Yuan let the beauty in front frown at him, smiled and said: "Are you happy?"

"Not happy." Wilson said decisively: "She is my baby."

Xing Yuan didn't want to talk about women anymore, so he changed the subject: "What good is Heimen this time?"

Wilson: "You are coming, I will definitely prepare the best."

"I'll take a look. I have to pick one tonight. I think you should have heard that I haven't been safe near me recently." Xing Yuan said: "There are still things about flying wolves. You'd better be more careful."

Wilson: "Oh, yes, I know. Rest assured, Xing, you are satisfied."

A black bodyguard next to him leaned over and whispered a few words in Wilson's ear. If Xing Yuan felt it, he looked back at him.

Wilson smiled and waved at the man: "Don't be so rude, let them sign the agreement, leave a finger to scare, just quit."

The black man turned and left, Xing Yuan turned his head, he guessed what was happening, so he grinned: "Wilson, your security here is getting worse and worse. If you go on like this, the development of Red Rose is really precarious."

"Oh, please don't worry, believe me, I can handle these problems." Wilson haha ​​laughed: "Go, let's go down and take a look at the new batch of goods I started."

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This night, Ye Wenxuan did not sleep well.

He always feels that Xing Yuan has some problems, and he is afraid that he will only take a bodyguard with him when he goes out. If he meets terrorists, he will still die, so his mission will fail.

Should I squat outside that club and be prepared to be better?

But... that's really a bit silly.

It was so tossing around and thinking about the second half of the night that Ye Wenxuan barely slept by himself until Zhang Zhen was drunk by his colleague.

This anxiety lasted until the next morning. He hurriedly ate breakfast with his colleagues, went back to the house to tidy up his belongings, and called him to say he was going to leave.

Holding his camera, Ye Wenxuan was dragged down by Zhang Zhen and went downstairs. Then he met Xing Yuan who was about to get on the bus at the door of the hotel.

Zhang Zhen dragged him to his colleague and gasped while stroking his chest: "Fortunately, I wasn't caught late by General Xing."

Ye Wenxuan was still turning his head to look at the other side. Xing Yuan was the same as it was yesterday, harsh and indifferent. He was talking to Assistant Ruan with his head sideways. The bodyguard on the side opened the back seat door, and Xing Yuan bent down and sat down. After entering, Ruan Yushan said a few words to him by the door, and then walked to the black car behind.

Ye Wenxuan heard someone nearby whispering together: "Are assistant Ruan usually sitting in the position of Vice President Xing, how did you change the car this time?"

"I don't know."

The man sitting in Xing Yuan's car was a man. Ye Wenxuan hadn't seen it before. It wasn't the domestic bodyguard who flew with them on a special plane. He was a strong foreigner with high eyebrows and fierce eyes.

He learned how to know people from his teacher, and he saw that his skill should be good, and he must have been a bodyguard.

Ye Wenxuan asked some colleagues around him unintentionally. No one knew this person, nor did he know when he was next to Xing Yuan.

Could it be...I only found it after I went to that club?

Ye Wenxuan thoughtfully, while sitting in the car behind, sitting among his colleagues and listening to an ear of gossip.

Today's schedule is very tight. They will go to Wright Company to inspect the performance in the morning. They will have a lunch with Wright's CEO at noon. In the afternoon, they will rush to attend a European Financial Forum meeting. If time permits, Xing Yuan may have to go on stage. A short speech.

These are all the highlights of this trip, Ye Wenxuan needs to follow the whole process.

The photographic equipment he prepared this time is relatively complete. In addition to the camera on the neck, he also carried a double shoulder strap external hanging system on his body. This thing is like a small vest, with a D-shaped buckle at the waist, which can hold a lot of cameras. Lens.

Coupled with a diagonal shoulder bag equipped with small gadgets, Ye Wenxuan's line of work can be astonishingly surprised by his colleagues, and they all extended their thumbs to praise him this time as fully armed and quite dedicated.

Only Xing Yuan's eyes twitched when he saw his shape, and it seemed a bit disgusting.

Ye Wenxuan carefully checked his equipment, looked down at the expensive SLR lens around his waist, and was silent for a second.

I always feel that this is too much, and it is likely to roll over.

Since then, all the itineraries are planned.

Because Ye Wenxuan wants to follow Xing Yuan, he can blatantly pay attention to his every move. No one thinks that there is any problem with his focusing on Mr. Xing, but he has to pay attention to the extra foreigner at the same time. Ye Wenxuan is not from a professional class, he Going to see that person frequently, he was noticed by the other party in a short time.

The man turned his head to look at him halfway, Ye Wenxuan kept shining, and both felt the vigilance in the other's eyes.

However, there was no comment. After a while, they looked away at the same time and did not try any further.

Ye Wenxuan didn't see that when he looked at the man, Xing Yuan's eyes flicked past him with a hint of scrutiny.

The subsequent inspections and meetings were relatively smooth. The Financial Forum meeting dispatched most of the police force of the British Police to ensure that uncontrollable accidents did not occur during the meeting.

When Xing Yuan was standing on the podium and talking, Ye Wenxuan and a bunch of photographers squeezed under the stage. His eyes scanned the curtain on the side of the stage and he could see half of the foreigner's body.

The man's eyes were sharp, and his eyes had been patrolling back and forth in the auditorium and aisle.

Ye Wenxuan turned to the auditorium with his camera, and quickly found Xing Yuan's five bodyguards by filming the movements in the lobby.

Three were not found, the other two were hidden by the entrance and exit of the hall, and the other was closest to him, on the left side of the podium.

Ruan Yushan and the Xing Group employees were sitting in the second row of the hall, listening to Xing Yuan's speech.

Ye Wenxuan turned around and re-observed Xing Yuan from the camera.

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####Professional bodyguard Ye Xiaoxuan####

Ye Wenxuan: Secretly observe.JPEG

Xing Yuan: ...I have recently felt cool behind me.

Ye Wenxuan: Foolish Han Weixing.Jpg

Xing Yuan: ...It seems that someone is following me?

Ye Wenxuan: Disguise and hide around.

Xing Yuan: ...

Xing Yuan picked up the phone: "Hey, call fifty bodyguards for me."

Fifty bodyguards arrived, and forty-five of them were plain clothes from the special affairs department.

The plainclothes had a friendly eye contact with Ye Wenxuan.

Xing Yuan: ...how does it feel cooler behind?!