Zhang San looked at the time, it was already more than 4 o'clock in the morning. I faintly heard a suppressed cry of pain from the big head, and I didn't know how he was cleaning up the kidnappers.

After watching them next week, I forgot to ask the big head how to wake up just now. Listen to their snoring evenly and walk upstairs on their own. There are also three sets of rooms on the second floor, so you can go in one at will. The exhaustion after the tension hits, and he quickly falls asleep, and it seems that he has no dreams.

The sound of "jingling" came, Zhang San lazily opened his eyes, picked up his mobile phone, and found that it was more than nine o'clock.

I was washing up when the phone came in. Seeing that it was Dongfang Lin, he didn't even have time to clean the toothpaste bubble in his mouth, and scolded directly: "Since you have done the first year of junior high school, don't blame Lao Tzu for being a fifteenth ......"

"Mr. Zhang, it must be a misunderstanding. In Dongfang Lin's voice, there was no arrogance from yesterday, "What Brother Long, I don't know at all." It is estimated that the runner committed the crime. ”

"Runner?" Zhang San picked up the tooth cup and rinsed his mouth, but Dongfang Lin didn't hear his explanation clearly.

"What runner?" he asked again.

The other party took a deep breath and seemed to suppress the anger in his body, "It's the underworld that is running around to commit crimes." Now that you're famous, they love this kind of goal without a background. ”

"Huh. Zhang San then rinsed his mouth, put down the water glass, and said "hehe" into the microphone, regardless of whether Dongfang Lin was listening or talking. After doing so a few times, his mouth finally refreshed, "This explanation, you go to the department above to verify." ”

"Mr. Zhang, you can't spew blood. Dongfang Lin was probably stimulated by Zhang San's slackness. In Dongzhou City, who dares to do this? Even his uncle was also polite to him. "I was in a nightclub last night, and there were a lot of people who testified. ”

"Huh. Zhang San felt reasonable, but he couldn't let him go like this, "In the reverse growth store, there is a camera in my office, and your arrogance has already been recorded." And then there's the kidnapping later, think about how to explain it yourself. It was Brother Long who came over last night, and I didn't say you did it yourself. ”

Zhang San called the word "personally" very seriously.

"What do you want?" Dongfang Lin's exhalation was heavy, and he was probably going crazy.

"I have a new product ready to launch, and I have to report to the top level, you know. I'll add your threats to me later, as well as last night's kidnapping incident. That's it, heh-heh-"

"Are you really scared?" Dongfang Lin finally went berserk, "Now the judiciary pays attention to evidence, and the so-called inference is useless." There are also many leaders in the judicial field, and there are many ...... my grandfathers."

Zhang San picked up the phone, poked his left index finger, and hung up the phone directly.

In particular, I don't know if what Dongfang Lin said is true? I guess I can only disgust him like this. Thinking of this, my heart is unhappy. As soon as he pulled off the towel, there was a "pop", and a glass was brought by the towel and shattered.

"Deacon Zhang. There was a shout at the door, and a big man opened the toilet door directly.

"What are you doing?" Zhang San felt that his privacy had been violated, although he was still neatly dressed.

"I'm sorry, I'm worried about the accident. The man apologized, his eyes wandered to make sure there was no one else in the toilet, and then he stepped back and closed the door.

"The bodyguard who changed shifts?" Zhang San reacted after a moment's thought, "No wonder it looks strange." ”

There was a clanging sound from upstairs, and it looked like the property was repairing the door to the master bedroom on the third floor.

When he finished washing, he pushed the door open and froze.

There was a big man standing on the left and right of the door, and there was also a man standing at the top of the stairs. Turning his head to look, a pair of feet could be seen at the staircase on the third floor, and it was estimated that there was another one.

"How many are here?" Zhang San felt that it was too crowded.

"10. The voice came from upstairs, and Zhou Biao stomped downstairs, his eyes covered with red silk, obviously busy. "Deacon Zhang, I'm sorry, it was all our fault yesterday, I didn't expect someone to use ecstasy/drug ......"

"Forget it. Zhang San didn't hate them for not doing their job. interrupted Zhou Biao's words and walked upstairs.

The door frame property has been repaired and is being reinforced with iron bars. Zhang San saw the back terrace, where a bodyguard was standing, looking at the hillside behind. He turned his head, and sure enough, there was one standing on the front terrace, with a short rubber rod pinned to his waist.

Zhang San walked to the terrace, wanting to see which direction the big head was. Two bodyguards stood to his left and right, looking around nervously.

What's going on? Under the bright future, could it be that someone came to kidnap during the day? Zhang San looked at the bodyguard with dissatisfaction, but the other party just turned his head and still looked around. Fake, there is an element of acting.

Although this arrangement of bodyguards has a kind of strictness of the president's foreign visit, his own freedom is also restricted.

Zhang San lost interest and went downstairs for breakfast. At the front and back doors of the villa, there were bodyguards standing, and one was not far from him. Zhang San ate very tastelessly, and always felt that the bodyguard looked at him from time to time.

He pretended to drink porridge, and suddenly turned his head after taking a sip, and sure enough, the bodyguard looked behind him and turned his perspective.

"Captain Zhou. Zhang San shouted.

"Deacon Zhang, what's ......" Zhou Biao ran over.

"Deacon, prisoner, what do you think?"

"Spread out. Zhou Biao waved his hand, and the bodyguard walked to the door.

"Deacon Zhang, can you use one room on the second floor?" Zhou Biao asked softly.

"Huh?" Zhang San was a little puzzled.

"Starting today, one person in front of the building, one person in the back of the building, one person in the front and one on the front and back terraces, and one person near you. There are five people in each shift, and one shift is on standby. Their rest room, to learn the lesson of last night, live on the first and second floors separately. Being served in a pot again, I don't have the face to see people. ”

"Whatever you want. Zhang San didn't care, "However, you must give me some freedom." The old men have been following behind me, and I feel uncomfortable. ”

"Deacon Zhang is really good at laughing. Zhou Biao walked away.

Zhang San returned to the third floor and prepared to change his clothes and go to Datou. The big head of one person feels safer than ten people. Outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the master bedroom, the bodyguard was walking around.

Zhang San closed the curtains, changed his clothes and pushed the door, startled. A bodyguard stood outside the door, dedicated, maddening.

He glared, and the other turned to look outside. Zhang San stomped downstairs, and could feel being followed by a big man's gaze.

How are you spending these days?! Zhang San lamented in his heart. He went next door, followed by two men.

"Don't follow, okay?" Zhang San turned around, opened the five fingers of his left hand and combed his bangs, and said helplessly: "That gentleman, last night he dealt with more than ten kidnappers alone. ”

The two bodyguards stopped, but looked at the villa with blazing eyes.

Zhang San sighed and pushed the door in.

"Hehe, I know that your kid will definitely find it. The big head touched the bald head with one hand and said with a smile.

Zhang San seriously doubted that his hair was touched bald.

"What about those people?"

"Gone. Do you want me to raise it for the rest of my life?"

"Why did you let it go? Zhang San complained.

"It's too much trouble, it's easy to let go. ”

"Did anyone send it know?"

"Holy shit, no one can be beaten, I'll ask a fart!" the big head patted his head dissatisfiedly, "Too weak!"

"Uh......" Zhang San was speechless.