Chapter 51 [From Now On, You Mess With Me]

The power of the giant bear-like black big man is not something that ordinary people can bear, but Josh Smith is a super soldier who has survived hundreds of life-and-death battles, and Chris has this ability to play Josh Smith like a child. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Josh Smith can hold his breath underwater for up to 5 minutes, and the neck muscles are as strong as steel bars, no matter how hard Chris tries, Josh Smith will not be choked by him, and he can even sarcastically mock Chris. ", keep pushing hard, see if you can shred me, hahaha!"

Hearing the prey in his hand, he could actually sarcastically increase the strength of Chris's hand by more than 3 times the strength of his hand with a wild scream. This time, Smith couldn't stand it, and his red eyes bulged out, and if Chris tried harder, he might really be able to strangle Josh Smith to death.

But Yang Yong did not allow the two of his subordinates to kill each other, and Smith's ability was very important to Yang Yong. Josh Smith, who has survived hundreds of life-and-death trials in underground boxing matches until now, is the best bodyguard candidate, compared with the king of martial arts, those so-called Navy SEALs, the retired elites of the Delta Commando Team, are all kindergarten children at this level.

With Josh Smith by Yang Yong's side, you can get the best guarantee, how can such a good bodyguard candidate be let go in front of your eyes. Therefore, Yang Yong has already decided on the position of Josh Smith, that is, his personal bodyguard, pay attention to the fact that the personal bodyguard cannot leave him 50 meters away 24 hours a day to protect his safety at all times.

Seeing that Chris was crazy and wanted to strangle his bodyguard, Yang Yong was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, and dragged Chris's black hand vigorously and roared, "Chris, you let me go, he is seriously injured and can't withstand your toss like this." Everyone is their own people, let go, Harden, what are you still doing stupidly standing there, come and help me. ā€

Yang Yong and Harden worked hard together to save Josh Smith, but it also made Yang Yong collapse and gasp from exhaustion and sit on the chair. Viciously yelled at the three people in the ward, "Everyone is their own people, they are all their own people who can block each other's guns, they should be unanimous to the outside world, and whoever dares to start internal strife with me will expel him." Disappear in front of me forever, I, Yang Yong, don't eat things inside and outside like that, you have heard me clearly, and if there is any internal strife in the future, I will expel all 3 of you, not any of them. ā€

At this time, Josh Smith, who was lying on the bed and regained his free breathing, struggled to sit up and raised his hand to Yang Yong and said, "Ahem, let me state first, I'm not your employee yet, why should I listen to you!" Hearing this, Yang Yong pursed his lips disdainfully and sarcastically said to Josh Smith, "Do you have any other place to go besides me?" Plus I'm your savior and hired you as my bodyguard, won't you give me this face? Seeing that Yang Yong seemed to be really angry, the more Smith hurriedly surrendered: "Okay, good, my savior, I will be your personal bodyguard in the future, right! Don't look at me with that kind of resentful eyes." ā€

After seeing Yang Yong calm down, Smith couldn't help but smile bitterly and sighed and muttered quietly, "You're really right, I really have nowhere to go, I'm a person without a home and don't follow you, where can I go." After getting rid of his personal bodyguard, Yang Yong's mood was infinitely good, and a smile unconsciously climbed onto his face. At this time, he noticed that the single ward where Josh Smith lived was the first kind of single room, and there was not even a bathroom, let alone a TV and refrigerator, so Yang Yong was very dissatisfied with the grievances of his subordinates and called them to his side and ordered.

"Harden, Smith is my own now, I can't let my people be wronged, you can immediately set me up for a special single room. To have the kind of bathroom and living room that allows Smith to recuperate, come back to us early, and order a 10-day meal for Smith to go to the fine dining restaurant. The standard for three meals should be more than $100, so as to ensure adequate nutrition. ā€

Harden nodded as he listened, remembered everything Yang Yong said, and then promised to go out to do something. At this time, Yang Yong sent Chris out to buy some flowers and fruits, after all, Josh Smith had just woken up from a coma for many days, and he should not eat those greasy things, but some fruits that are well hydrated and nutritious are the most healthy. After sending the two subordinates away, Yang Yong chatted with Smith and told Smith and Pan about his career and specific benefits, and even took four precious Monet oil paintings like Smith and Pan.

And Smith just acted as a listener, listening carefully to Yang Yong's story of his fortune, Smith is a killing machine, and he can't do anything but fight and kill. I didn't even know how much a dollar was worth, and talking to Smith about the direction of his career was purely playing the piano to the cow. But Yang Yong is such a person, as long as he recognizes that the other party is his own, Yang Yong will fully trust the other party and unconsciously half an hour has passed.

Chris knocked on the door and came in with a lot of fruit in his hand, Yang Yong personally dialed two bananas for Josh Smith, who was mummified all over his body, and the only thing he could move freely was that unruly face and an intact arm on his left hand. After eating two bananas, Miss said with a satisfied face lying on the bed. "It feels so good to have something to eat, and I'm starving to death when my stomach is empty, and I miss those steaks! Boss, you promised me to allow me to binge eat a Chinese meal when I was discharged from the hospital. ā€

Yang Yong laughed and pointed to his nose and asked Smith, "Look at who I am, I'm an authentic Chinese, although I can't cook, but my mother can! When the time comes, let her cook you a table of the most authentic Chinese dishes, and make sure that you want to swallow your tongue in your stomach, and you will find out when the time comes. The Chinese food produced in the Chinese restaurants outside is an improved version and a cut version, and it is an improved product to adapt to the tastes of you white people, and it has long lost the original flavor of Chinese cuisine. ā€

Two hours later, Harden arranged Josh's single room, which was a VIP-rated single room, with not only a very large bed, but also a refrigerator and cable TV, a computer, air conditioning, and household appliances. There is also a bathroom where you can take a bath, a living room and two dedicated nurses who care for patients 24 hours a day. With only 10 hospitals in this way, the price of such a scarce resource is of course expensive, $500 per day. Add to that the fact that Joshsmith's daily food expenses are $100, plus a lot of medical expenses, and the extra conclusion is that every day he stays in the hospital, the cost of spending is in the thousands.

This kind of treatment is something that Smith has never had, so in addition to gratitude, Smith's eyes when he looks at Yang Yong also have a kind of loyalty in it. And it is the level of die-hard loyalty, counting the funds spent on the 10-day high-level treatment is 10,000 US dollars, and the early surgery fee and nursing fee cost 15,000 yuan, and a lot of money was finally recovered as soon as it was settled.

This is because Yang Yong's two renewals are the result of 20,000 US dollars, after all, the purchasing power of the US dollar is very resolute, and the 40,000 US dollars stored in the hospital's account cannot be used at all, and the hospital charges do not give patients 40 bottles of salt a day, so the 8,000 US dollars recovered Yang Yong handed over to Smith to deal with himself.