The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 72 -
72: Chapter 72
72 -72
“I said it, how could Master Hu die in this damn place?
Who do I think I am!
I’m the… Come on brother, let’s drink to that!”
Pig Hu raised his glass towards Ye Tian, but after a while when Ye Tian didn’t respond, he looked up and laughed.
Ye Tian was sitting across him with a bitter face, next to three women, alone on his side was Shen Jingwei eating like there was no tomorrow, with such a pitiful look that it was truly heartbreaking.
“Are you going to the bathroom or not?” Ye Tian suddenly looked up and asked Pig Hu.
Pig Hu shook his head.
“When Uncle Two asks you to go, just go!
Why all the nonsense?”
“Yes, yes, I’m going!” Pig Hu was not afraid of Ye Tian because Shen Jingwei had once dislocated his jaw in the detention center, but he was afraid of Shen Jingwei.
“Jingwei, take good care of the three…
sisters.
You’re the only man here, protect the women properly, you hear?”
“Yes, Uncle Two, I’ve got the safety of the three sisters!”
The three women were simultaneously enraged.
Ye Tian miserably dragged Pig Hu to the side, all the while cursing himself for being so idle that he had to come out when he could have been sleeping at home in a villa.
Three women, just thinking about it gave him a headache!
As Ye Tian had expected, when the military arrived at the office building, Song Qian was fully armed and lying on the ground, with her gun aimed at the Xintiandi building opposite.
That’s right, there were many doubts.
The military’s radio signal covered a five-kilometer radius, naturally receiving Song Qian’s walkie-talkie transmission.
That voice was clearly a man’s, obviously not Song Qian’s, but it didn’t matter.
No one was going to delve into these things.
As long as someone was there at the scene, that hero was clearly Song Qian.
Her position was definitely to be restored, but Song Qian had more doubts about this matter.
The fact that she did not even believe was making her uneasy.
A person with OCD typically digs deeply into issues.
With Ye Tian nowhere to be found, Pig Hu became the source of her troubles.
“Hello, Captain Song.”
Song Qian came back to her senses and turned around to see a woman named Tang Su, who had taken her statement in the hospital.
“Hello, Manager Tang.”
The two shook hands across Gu Yue in the middle.
The difference between a woman and a girl was evident at that moment.
Anyone with clear eyes could see that Gu Yue was feeling uncomfortable being stuck in the middle.
“Sister, why isn’t Ye Tian back yet?
He didn’t run away, did he?”
Tang Su took a sip of water and said quietly, “Who cares about him?
I’ll get a cab and send you home later.”
“I’m not going home!
I’m going to find him!” Gu Yue, with a pout, got up and walked straight toward the corner bathroom.
Whether she was too hurried or the man wasn’t watching his path, Gu Yue bumped into a man holding a glass.
Without raising her head, she kept walking, but she felt a sudden pain in her arm.
“Ah!
What are you doing, let go!”
“Miss, haven’t your family taught you to be polite?” A pale-faced man with long hair in a Zhongshan suit asked coldly.
“Neither man nor woman—you could be a pervert for all I know!” Gu Yue unceremoniously let out her temper, her brattiness in full display.
Ye Tian left her hanging, adult women’s conversation behind her, and now some androgynous freak had hurt her arm, it was hard not to get angry.
“Pervert?
Who are you calling a pervert?”
“Let me go!
Sister!” Feeling the pressure on her arm increasing, Gu Yue started calling out to Tang Su for help.
“Dude, what’s the point of bullying a woman?”
“Yeah, she’s a looker too, should be enough already.”
You have to give it to the world for having good people too.
The two hooligans, who looked like troublemakers, came over upon hearing Gu Yue’s desperate cries and tried to intervene, which quickly escalated into a fight.
“Really thinking about playing the hero?”
As the two hooligans approached, the long-haired man released Gu Yue and kicked one of them, then bent forward with his right hand forming a palm and pushed the other in the abdomen using the Pushing Hands technique.
The man instantly flew backward like a kite with its string cut, leaving behind a disgusting arc of expelled food.
“Crash!” In a moment, more than twenty similarly dressed hooligans stood up, their hair dyed red, yellow, green, blue, with tattoos of tigers, lions, dragons, lizards, and even Crayon Shin-chan.
The scene instantly heated up, probably the two from before were the leaders of this group.
“Come on!
The more, the merrier!”
“Leopard, let’s go, no more fighting,” probably the Zhongshan-suited man’s companion, a man and two women approached from behind; the one talking was the more mature of the two women, dressed in a loose beige dress, her hair in an updo that was complicated but stylish, elegant and intellectual.
The man named Leopard remained unmoved, with a cold snort, “Stop?
I must fight!”
“Young man, which gang are you from?
State your name!” The one hit by the Pushing Hands had fainted on the ground, the one who talked was the one kicked by Leopard.
“If you want to fight, then fight, what’s with the useless chatter!
Today, I’ll leave my words here, no one, man or woman, is leaving without serving me well.
Want to play the numbers game?
Fine, call everyone you can, until I’ve had enough, it’s not an easy occasion for me to come out, might as well vent my anger.
If there aren’t enough people, call however many you need.
You lot always talk about brotherhood, right?
Bring as many as you can!
Otherwise, the men will kneel and kowtow, call me grandpa, and the women, kneel down and take turns licking my boots, until I’m satisfied!”
The intellectual woman behind frowned and shook her head but remained silent.
She knew Leopard’s skills; apart from the secluded experts who accompanied the district leaders, he was practically invincible in the Beijing Military Region.
Yet, it was for that reason she worried more about Leopard’s increasingly wayward and vicious temperament.
Confidence wasn’t bad, but too much confidence turned into arrogance.
“Princess Ping Jie, why the frown?
You know Leopard’s skills, even the old Reconnaissance Soldiers in the military are no match for him, don’t worry,” the softly featured man opined, seemingly delighted with the chaos unfolding.
“Sigh.” Ping Jie sighed softly and turned to the girl behind her, about fifteen or sixteen years old, “Xue’er, stop watching.”
True to the name Xue’er, the girl in the pure white chiffon dress embodied innocence and purity, but her twinkling eyes revealed a hint of cunning, “Go Brother Bao, you can do it!”
