called Li Cuilan and told me about being Mu Qingya's bodyguard. The couple themselves are so dedicated, they are all happy when they hear that Zhao Fan has a job to do, and some worries have completely settled down. repeatedly told him to do it well, and he didn't have to worry about things at home.

Hearing the voice of the fat man Zheng Yingjie shouting on the phone, Zhao Fan was also a lot relieved, and hung up the phone with a smile on his face.

When I drove to Yipin Jiangshan Community, I saw the old man and Mu Qingya carrying two bags in their hands and preparing to get into the car, and a group of soldiers with loaded guns were standing around them vigilantly.

Seeing that Mu Changfeng had also reached the halfway point of the car door, Zhao Fan walked over and asked with some surprise only to find out that the Mu family was about to move away.

People who do business will always be more superstitious in comparison, and this house is a murderous house after all. When Zhao Fan mentioned it yesterday, in fact, Mu Changfeng wanted to move out overnight, but when he saw that Mu Qingya was tired and had just fallen asleep, he insisted on it all night.

"Thanks!"

After understanding clearly, Zhao Fan walked up to Mu Qingya and said with a smile.

"You're welcome!"

Mu Qingya still had a few pieces of gauze on her body, and the wounds on her feet were involved when she walked, so she didn't dare to push too hard, and she looked extremely tired. Hearing Zhao Fan's thanks, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he bury his head in the car, seemingly afraid to look at his eyes.

The Mu family has a big business, so naturally there is more than one house, and their destination is a villa near the factory. Mu Changfeng's father and daughter and the old man were in a car, and the soldiers who were responsible for protecting them drove the two cars one after the other to sandwich the car in the middle, and when Zhao Fan saw them at the door, he drove his Rolls-Royce to follow.

In order to increase the level of the exploration technique, he would subconsciously use this skill several times every once in a while. As soon as he got in the car, he saw the situation at the entrance of the community, and his brows furrowed.

Next to the parking lot at the entrance of the community, Yusong Lao Dao, who was wearing a coarse sermon robe, actually guarded here with a black face.

"Zhao Tianlong, you come down for me!"

Before Zhao Fan could react, after seeing the old man in the middle car through the window, Yusong Laodao let out a shout in his mouth, and he took a few steps quickly under his feet, and stopped in front of the car.

The car that was slowly moving forward braked, and seven or eight soldiers in the front and rear cars jumped out as fast as they could. The muzzles of the guns in the hands of four of them were directly pressed against the head of the old Taoist, and the remaining four leaned against the car Mu Qingya was sitting in, looking around vigilantly.

At this time, Zhao Fan had already rushed to the front of the old man of Yusong, but his eyes fell on the old man with an indifferent expression.

When Yu Song saw Zhao Fan appear, his eyes were about to burst into flames in an instant, he stared at him through gritted teeth, let out a cold snort in his mouth, looked at the old man and shouted: "Zhao Tianlong, your descendants of the Zhao family are doing nonsense outside, do you care?"

The old man in the car didn't move, his eyes calmly looked at Yu Song without saying a word, only Zhao Fan saw that the corners of his eyes jumped slightly, his heart moved, and he quickly jumped two steps back.

Sure enough, in the next second, the old man opened the car door and got out of the car. Yu Song, who opened his mouth and wanted to continue to roar two voices, only felt a flower in front of him, and the old man came to him.

As if he had just suddenly remembered something, Yu Song let out a shout from his mouth, and he wanted to step back when he raised his foot.

Although this man's strength is good, where can he see it in front of the old man? As soon as his feet were raised, the old man's hand was already on his collar.

"Zhao Tianlong, what do you want to do? I'm here to reason with you, not to fight with you. ”

"Hey, you can't bully people like this, your disciples and grandchildren are killing innocents indiscriminately outside, don't you let people say it?"

I don't know what tricks the old man used, after Yusong Lao Dao was caught by him, although he kept struggling, he was never able to break free, and he was stunned by the parking lot on the side.

The sound of banging bang and the sound of a miserable sound continued to sound, Zhao Fan shook his head with a wry smile, raised his hand to cover his eyes.

It's so miserable and inhumane, not to mention that Yu Song's hands were dislocated by Zhao Fan and just put them on, even if there is no such thing, he has no power to fight back in front of the old man.

In just two minutes, Yu Song Lao Dao, who still had some fairy wind bones just now, was beaten by the old man with a blue nose and swollen face, and his mouth was still shouting loudly, but the middle qi was obviously weaker than just now, I don't know how much.

Just when Zhao Fan looked at Yu Song's only half of the panda eyes and began to have obsessive-compulsive disorder, as soon as the old man raised his hand, he punched Yu Song's other eye, and then he clapped his hands with satisfaction, and said calmly: "Now I can say, how can the descendants of my Zhao family do nonsense?"

"Zhao Tianlong, I'm not done with you, why are you beating me? What did I do wrong?"

Yu Song, who was grinning when he heard it, was now covered in dust, staring at the two big black circles, how embarrassed and embarrassed he was. Like an angry little daughter-in-law, she yelled so aggrieved that Zhao Fan even felt that he was about to cry.

"I didn't say you did anything wrong, it's been a long time, I miss you a lot, just relive our friendship. ”

The old man spread his hands and said with a nonchalant face.

Burst......

Whether it was Zhao Fan or the people around him who were watching the excitement, they couldn't help but want to squirt blood.

Bully people, bully people, take it seriously and find a reason, okay?

"The Taoist is really jealous and hateful, and for the sake of a few irrelevant people, he actually chased them here. Get in the car, and I'll tell you about the cause and effect of what happened. ”

The official people looked at him suspiciously, and several security guards in the community also surrounded him, and three or two pedestrians watched from the side. Zhao Fan didn't want to continue to make trouble here, so he beckoned to Yu Song.

Yusong raised his eyebrows, and just wanted to say something, when he saw the old man's face sank, he let out a cold snort again, and walked towards Zhao Fan honestly.

A subtle buzzing sound sounded faintly overhead, and Zhao Fan, who was still looking at Jade Song, moved slightly, and the exploration technique looked high in the sky.

A black drone the size of a washbasin was extremely hidden in the night, and at this time it was falling straight and very fast.

It wasn't until he entered the range of the light of the street lamp that Zhao Fan saw what it was.

His heart trembled suddenly, a shout came out of his mouth, and he rushed towards Mu Qingya, who had just gotten out of the car.

Before he could put his arms around Mu Qingya and lie next to the car, there was a banging sound in the air.

The sound of the explosion was not too loud, even subtle, not like the sound of the bomb after it exploded. Then the white smoke in the sky was emitted almost in the blink of an eye.

The sound of falling to the ground sounded one after another, and the first to fall were a few security guards and three pedestrians who were just stretching their necks to watch the excitement.

Immediately afterwards, the bodies of a group of soldiers holding steel guns shook and fell to the ground one after another. In just half a minute, only Zhao Fan, the old man and the old man Yusong were left who could stand.

"Plop"

Zhao Fan, who was still protecting Mu Qingya under him, soon saw that the old man also fell to the ground.

Just when he was surprised why he didn't feel anything, he was a little funny to see the old man who fell to the ground winked at him, and he quickly lowered his head.

Well?

Focusing on the few figures that appeared in the dark, Zhao Fan felt a warm burst on his face when he lowered his head, as well as a faint fragrance. Only then did he find that this bow was directly on Mu Qingya's ear, and her delicate and crystalline earlobe was touching the tip of his nose.

"Zhao Tianlong, what the hell are you doing?"

Just wanted to change positions, Yu Song, who had barely stood for a while with his hand on the hood, let out an angry roar, and sat down weakly, and a group of people with their faces covered in the darkness rushed towards this side quickly.

"Sin, sin, I didn't mean to take advantage!"

Recite Buddhist scriptures silently in your heart, support your body with both hands, and try not to contact Mu Qingya's body. But the bursts of fragrance still drilled into his nostrils uncontrollably, feeling Mu Qingya's white and smooth skin like milk, and there was still some heart in his heart after all.

The six black-clothed men in tight leather clothes did not stop at all, they also went straight to the target, and soon arrived at Mu Qingya's side.

Two of them worked together to lift Zhao Fan up and throw it aside, and when the remaining few people were just about to stretch out their hands towards Mu Qingya, Zhao Fan, who was lying on the ground on his side, opened his eyes and shook his head gently, and said leisurely: "Can I just take her alone?"

He spoke casually, and his voice was not too loud, but a group of men in black jumped up like cats that had been stepped on by their tails. A slight sound of ejection sounded from them, and in the blink of an eye, Zhao Fan's eyes were already full of silver light.

Instead of guns, these men used a very small crossbow that shot steel needles more than an inch long.

"Since you're here, you don't have to go!"

The old man's low shout sounded behind them, and the group of people turned around extremely quickly, and another piece of needle rain flew towards the old man.

"It's such a big person, and you still play with this kind of child's stuff!"

The old man had just dodged these flying needles in the air, and Zhao Fan's voice had already shuttled through the crowd. The palms of his hands kept slashing like knives, each of which slashed at the back of the heads of the black-clothed men.

As soon as the look of surprise in the eyes of these black-clothed men appeared, they immediately turned black and fell to the ground one by one.

"It's really a big deal, DA3 military anesthetic bombs have been used, how much is Mu Qingya worth, and they are so willing to spend their money?"

Zhao Fan quickly took off the masks on the faces of these people, and teared off their collars with anxiety to prevent them from taking poison and committing suicide after waking up, before looking at the old man who was approaching and said.

"One hundred million. ”

The old man snorted coldly and said lightly.

"It's worth them to be crazy, but no matter how much money you have, you have to have a life to spend it, are these people stupid?"

Zhao Fan pouted and smiled, not surprised by this number, and shook his head and said.

"Dollars!"

The old man gasped, and then he said the remaining two words, and the corners of Zhao Fan's upturned mouth instantly became a little stiff.

The temptation of money, at least most people can't refuse. If 100 million Huaxia coins will make people take risks, 100 million dollars can completely make the entire dark world crazy.

According to the current exchange rate, the value of 100 million US dollars is equivalent to nearly 700 million Chinese dollars, and many people will not be able to earn so much money without eating or drinking in several lifetimes. How can you not let people follow one after another, at all costs?

"So this is the price that makes you dare to break into the forbidden land of mercenaries! What kind of high-tech is the Mu clan developing, and it is actually necessary for people to get it at such a big cost? Is it really just a new energy technology?"

Zhao Fan's gaze swept over the faces of a group of people who were obviously not Huaxia faces, muttering to himself, and glancing at the old man, hoping that he would be able to answer.

But I saw that the old man was already checking Mu Qingya's pulse, as if he hadn't heard what he said at all, obviously he didn't intend to answer.