Romance of Dragons and Snakes

Is that enough for one person?

Hearing Zhang Tong's words, this young woman named Yuer pointed her eyes at Wang Chao, who was still sitting next to Zhang Tong. Wang Chao still wears a simple and refreshing sports casual outfit, with short and short hair, and no abnormality can be seen. The only anomaly is sitting with your eyes closed, like a daytime cat.

This close-sighted and silent temperament makes people seem to have a peaceful and peaceful calm.

But that doesn't mean that Rain can rest assured that he's safe. But she still trusted Zhang Tong, and she didn't say much. Stepping on the accelerator, the car started to drive smoothly out.

Zhang Tong lazily squeezed his eyes to support him, but a few minutes later he fell asleep. Her body leaned slightly against Wang Chao's body and breathed very evenly. Her long lashes occasionally bounced, revealing a slight redness on her creamy, luscious skin. Looks like you slept very sweetly.

Indeed, Wang Chao alone is enough.

If none of the world's top experts could keep her safe, then more people would be useless. So Zhang Tong is very relieved.

I felt Zhang Tong leaning up, Wang Chao did not make way, but let her lean back. The scent of the female president also passed into her nostrils, giving her a soft and tender feeling, and the four words of soft jade warmth could not be more appropriate.

If it's a normal man, facing such a soft, warm scent, it's inevitable that he wants to be a monkey. However, Wang Chao was very calm, because his spirit had concentrated fully into the realm of sensitive psychics.

This is an ideal mental state of boxing against enemies. Although there is no preconceived sincerity of Tang Zidu Autumn Wind, there is a slight breeze outside, he can immediately alert to the fastest response!

Now even if someone is a few kilometers away, aiming at him with a heavy obstruction, even if he can't see people, Wang Chao can immediately be alarmed.

Nanyang Tangmen had many masters, but he was the only one who could truly protect Zhang Tong. Wang Chao himself wants to return Zhang Tong's affection. Of course, regardless of his identity, he will personally issue a horse. Besides, what's so great about that killer group called God?

Wang Chao also knew that the American [* * *] Bureau of Intelligence had bought up the assassination and capture of Tang Zidu by the killer of the god organization in the domestic Starling Lake neighborhood.

goddamn this organization's killer, it's not like he hasn't been assassinated. When he and Nguyen Hung Xiu fought, he was hated by warlords around the Golden Triangle, and the killer he invited came from the god organization. Too bad he shot the car over and stuck it alive.

“The name of this organization is God, I'd like to see how many people sent me to kill, and the purple dust can't find out the origin of this organization, so let me check it out, and when I find out, a pot will be served. Not to be as annoying as a fly. ”

Wang Chao paid little attention to this assassination group called God. Because a man like him, the assassination has essentially stopped working, and to destroy him, there is only a proper siege of the Grand Army Hall. Or send several leading Danzin masters to push him into a desperate place where he can't escape.

“There's a real threat, but it's Yen Yuanyi, the woman. Well, Yin Yuanyi, Zhao Guangrong, Liu Mubai, and that martial arts Tai Chi fist master. Together, these four people are very constrained, too. ”

Though Wang Chao was invincible in his "spider treadmill" stature, he had to admit that as long as three Danjin masters surrounded him, he was extremely dangerous. We can only walk away.

“Mmm. Zhang Tong, here we are. Wake up. ”

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a typical estate house on the outskirts of Paris, where flowers blossomed, and Wang Chao gently pushed Zhang Tong, who pushed himself to take a nap.

Zhang Tong opened his eyes and seemed to feel like he had not finished. He was about to wave his hand and suddenly found himself pressing his current head against Wang Chao's leg in a very obscure position. His face was red and he sat up: “These days are too tired. Well, that didn't get in your way. ”

“Don't worry, with me here, you're home to rest in peace.” Wang Chao spoke softly and walked out of the car at will. A little bit of a glimpse of what France is like as a rather romantic country.

The view is fine, with clean, spotless white pavement, green grass, and blooming flowers, a small estate surrounded by white fences, a small, not-too-high penthouse, and a European medieval farm. Wang Chao knows that these wealthy people abroad generally like to live in the suburbs and drive to work in the city every day.

At first glance at Zhang Tong's estate, Wang Chao knew that she was very rich. Such a home was bought, at least tens of millions, annual maintenance, caregivers, not to mention some of the cost of maintenance.

Wang Chao stepped out of the car and saw several young people walking out the front door.

These young people have both men and women, walking on the soles of their feet and then shrinking and lifting their toes, like cat tigers walking, silent in the steady, showing a good leg [* * *] bottom, at first glance practicing the house.

“President Zhang, why did you leave the country without a sound these days? The form has been tight lately. Take a few people with you if you want to leave the country, how can you do it if something goes wrong? ”

A man dressed in a jujube red tight coat, lying on his eyebrow, a height of one meter and nine saw Zhang Tong walk out of the car, hurried up a few steps, glanced lightly at Wang Chao next to her, silkworm-like eyebrows shrunk sharply.

“Xiaoyan, I'm tired. What can I do for you? I'll talk to you at dinner.” Zhang Tong waved his hand and spoke to the tall man. Then he sided slightly. Wang Chao stood beside himself and walked into the house with his high heels ticking and ticking.

“Brother Yan? What was the young man next to President Zhang? How come I never saw it?” A young man asks this tall man.

“I don't know, I've never seen it.” Brother Yan's eyebrows stretched slightly, but the light flashed in his eyes.

“Brother Yan, we are the bodyguards invited by President Zhang. Just keep him safe. As for the private life, it is best not to talk about it. Otherwise, the rules are broken, Master can't say. ”

A woman wearing light blue skinny jeans, curvy body, black pony boots on her feet, cold face, and a standard female bodyguard-like woman who was never close to her.

When this woman spoke, Brother Yan hummed and stopped talking.

“There is some ethics. ”

Wang Chao, who stayed close to Zhang Tong, listened to these people's conversation without a word. He knew that the people Zhang Tong had invited were experts in the protection of human beings in Hongmen, France. It's not unusual for a boxer to be a bodyguard and watch a home nursing home. After all, eat, live. Hongmen, as a large organization, also carries out these operations.

“I'm going to take a shower, then take a break, I'm really tired, and I start sleeping in the car. ”

Zhang Tong hurriedly kicked off his high heels and put on a pair of plush white bear slippers. He took two comfortable steps, beat up a debt and then went up the stairs. Wang Chao was also in the back, still inches, as if Zhang Tong was going to take a bath.

With Zhang Tong, in addition to Wang Chao, there was also the woman in the light blue denim pants, the black horse boots and the young woman named Rain.

The rest of the men stayed downstairs, scattered around the house. Men are obviously a little taboo when they're women's bodyguards, so these men stay outside.

When she saw Wang Chao Liang's fight to follow her to the maid's room, the young woman named Yuer looked bad, looked up and made a face.

Boo!

In light blue denim pants, the woman in black pony boots blinked and stopped in front of Wang Chao, "Stop. ”

“Hmm?” Wang Chao paused and looked at this frozen woman bodyguard, smiling funny on her face.

“Nanko. He's my bodyguard. He's reliable. From now on, he'll be with me. Don't freak out. ”

Zhang Tong turned around.

“Close bodyguard?” This woman in light blue denim pants, black horse boots is called Nanko, I heard Wang Chao is also a bodyguard, her face moved a little, as if her job was threatened: "President Zhang, unreliable people, better not find it. This assassination is not a common character, you invite some silver-wax gunmen, they're afraid it'll be dangerous. ”

Wang Chao weighed up and down this South Son: “You practice plum blossom boxing, walking steadily is stable, the top of your head, the tip of your hand, the tip of your toe, did not catch up with the samsung pile, your body and hands are so-so, you can protect yourself, protect others a little bit of Xuan. ”

There is a samsung stake in Plum Fist, which is the top of my head, the tip of my hand, the tip of my toe, against the three stars in the sky, practicing to the deep, whether walking, sleeping, eating, dressing, drinking tea, all in accordance with this samsung stake. Then we're in.

This Nanko is really good, but he didn't have the intention of taking a samsung photo of the moment.

(To be continued)