"I'm Qingran, you were my commander before, have you forgotten?"

Lin Zimu raised his eyebrows, of course he remembered Qingran, but he had to think of it inadvertently.

He is special though. Seed. Division. Team. High. Level. Army. Officer, but this identity is hidden, he is also the commander of a certain district, in charge of some high. Dry. Training of children.

He was too handsome, young, and majestic, and his father was also the chief of staff, so when he was a commander, there was a group of girls who admired him.

Cranium is also one of them.

On this mission, he deliberately designed to molest a certain woman in the army and was stripped of his military position.

His dad was so angry.

But his father didn't know that his military rank was already several levels higher than his father's.

Contacting Qingran was originally planned, but because of Li Weiwei, Lin Zimu didn't want to sell his beauty. Hue.

"Why are you here? You're not in the military. District? Qingran asked.

Lin Zimu raised his eyebrows worriedly, felt Qingyang's gaze looking at him, deliberately ignored it, and said, "I have done some things, and I can't go back for the time being." ”

"Ahh Qingran was slightly stunned, her expression was a little embarrassed, and she asked again, "Then what are you doing now?" ”

Lin Zimu shrugged his shoulders and replied: "I don't want to work for the time being, in the past few years, it has been too hard in the military region, and I will talk about it after the New Year." ”

Qingran chuckled shyly, "If you're still here for a while, give me the phone number so that you can contact you later." ”

Lin Zimu shrugged his shoulders, looking dignified, "No need, everyone is not familiar." ”

Lin Zimu said and walked towards the door.

Qingran looked at Lin Zimu's unruly back, and said to Qingyang beside him: "Uncle, when we are employing people now, he is a talent. It's also good at being in the military. We were all taught by him. ”

Qingyang stared at Lin Zimu's back and said vigilantly: "I'll send someone to investigate him first." ”

Qingran had just walked to the door, when suddenly, a motorcycle came by whizzing over and shot at Qingran.

When Qingran was stunned, Lin Zimu's car drove in front of Qingran, looked sideways, and shouted nervously: "Get down." ”

"Bang." With a bang, the bullet passed through the window of Lin Zimu's car, Lin Zimu subconsciously raised his arm, the glass cut through his clothes, and some blood faintly leaked out of his clothes.

"Miss Protection." Qingyang shouted.

Lin Zimu opened the car door and protected Qingran. The man on the motorcycle saw that he could not succeed and drove away in the dust on the motorcycle.

Qingran lay at the feet of Lin Zimu, her body trembling.

Lin Zimu looked down at him, furrowed his brows, and thought, if it was Li Weiwei, would she be so gutsless? ”

"Get up, he's gone." Lin Zimu's magnetic voice sounded, Qingran raised her head, looked at Lin Zimu in a panic, looked at Lin Zimu slowly, stood up, and said with concern: "Are you injured?" ”

Lin Zimu saw Qingyang's scrutinizing gaze with his residual vision, Yun lightly took two steps back, stayed away from Qingran, and said, "Skin trauma, I'll go to the hospital first." Stay safe. ”

After saying that, I sat in the car.

"Thank you this time, if it weren't for you, I might have died, how could I thank you?" Qingran looked at Lin Zimu's car and said anxiously: "At least give me a contact information, so that I can compensate you for a car." ”

Lin Zimu hung up the car door unruly and waved his hand at Qingran, with a kind of free and easy to treat money as dung.