The short-haired girl is Qi Yanran, the daughter of Huacheng tycoon Qi Shilling, and the ponytail that has been defending Lin Xing is naturally inseparable from her, and Mu Shuangshuang, who has been deeply poisoned by Lin Xing's cowhide kung fu.

The two waited outside the door for a while, but there was no movement inside. Qi Yanran said suspiciously: "Frost, do you think Lin Xing will not be at home?" ”

"It's possible." Mu Shuangshuang took out her mobile phone, hesitated for a while, and put it back in her pocket: "Yanran, if you send a text message, won't your identity as a client be exposed." Or, let's sneak up and take a look, the envelope is still there? ”

Qi Yanran habitually stroked her short hair with her ears, bit her lip and hesitated for a moment, "Okay, let's go up and have a look, if the envelope is not there, it means that Lin Xing really took over this private job as you said; If the envelope is still at the door, it means that he is not at home, and this matter is broken today! ”

The conversation between the two best friends was listened to word by word by Lin Xing in his left ear, and a black line suddenly fell on his head.

Looking at the stack of photos printed on A4 paper and a short letter printed out of the envelope, I don't know whether to praise Lin Xing's previous bragging skills, or to praise Mu Shuangshuang's simple praise.

Just as he was standing in the bedroom crying and laughing, his left ear heard that Mu Shuangshuang and Qi Yanran, a pair of living treasures, were about to come up, and he hurriedly opened the bedroom door, wanting to rush out and tell them: I, Lin Xing, am not a, and I will never do anything about popping up boys' chrysanthemums.

But as soon as he rushed out of the bedroom two steps, he suddenly shook violently, and as the feeling of electric shock hit again, the three-dimensional image in his mind appeared again!

After the video, Lin Xing, who came back to his senses, reached out and snatched the toy gun from Aunt Qian, who was standing on the side at a loss, and walked quickly towards the door.

Mu Shuangshuang and Qi Yanran tiptoed to the third floor, and when they saw that the cowhide envelope was gone, they both felt happy in their hearts.

Just wanted to go downstairs, the cold security door opened suddenly. A tall, lanky man in a black vest and large trousers, holding a toy gun, stands inside the door.

"Forehead ......"

The two chicks were happily preparing to go downstairs, but they were caught off guard, and they were frightened by Lin Xing who suddenly appeared at the door. After glancing at each other awkwardly, Mu Shuangshuang spoke: "Hey...... Hey. Ah Xing, didn't you say before that you would occasionally take on small tasks when you were short of money? No, I'll introduce you to business. ”

Although the two chicks are beautiful like porcelain dolls, Lin Xing didn't have the leisure to fart with them at this juncture. He listened vigilantly to the movement outside the building, and after making sure that there was nothing abnormal, he hooked his hand to the two with a cold face and motioned for them to enter the house.

Qi Yanran had listened to her best friend before, and said that her bodyguard was amazing, and yesterday she saw Lin Xing's sharp kung fu in the Mu family boxing gym. So the two bit their ears in the villa for an afternoon, and finally came up with such a bloody scene that only appears in TV dramas.

It is necessary to hire a super master Lin Xing to help him deal with a few stalker suitors, so that they can retreat from the difficulty.

The cowhide envelope contained not only "punishment tools", as well as photographs of several targets, but also an anonymous letter.

When they put the envelope at the door of Lin Xing's house, the two chicks were still secretly proud, feeling that what they did was a bit of a mysterious client. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned his head, he was hit by the main owner.

Seeing Lin Xing beckoning him into the house, Mu Shuangshuang hurriedly waved his hand and said, "We just want to confirm whether you have accepted this mission." Now it seems that you have got the things, and we are relieved. It was too late, so we didn't go in and sit. ”

The three-dimensional image that appeared in his mind just now, the scene was a bit miserable, so much so that Lin Xing just wanted to rush out and protect these two living treasures who were about to be unlucky, and he didn't think much about anything else.

Seeing Mu Shuangshuang rejecting herself at this time, she remembered that Zhang Qian still lived at home, and it was indeed a bit bad for the two of them to see her. Moreover, the stereoscopic image shows a frenzied massacre after a car accident, and it is impossible to know the time of the incident. Maybe calling the two girls to their home can help them hide for a while, but it can't make them never come home.

Thinking of this, Lin Xing habitually knocked the toy gun on the side of his thigh as a Colt python, and said, "Okay, you two wait here for me first, I'll go in and change my clothes and send you home." ”

"No need. I'm with a bodyguard! Qi Yanran gestured downstairs and refused Lin Xing's kindness.

"Wait a minute." Lin Xing ordered in an unquestionable tone.

"Oh, okay." Mu Shuangshuang glanced at her best friend and felt that she had been recognized anyway, so there was no need to run away in a hurry.

Lin Xing closed the security door and casually put the toy gun on the dining table.

After entering the house and changing into jeans and shirts, he returned to the living room, looked at the toy gun on the table, and felt that it was really useless, but a fruit knife brought by Zhang Qian looked relatively sharp.

"Aunt Qian, I have something to do to go out, you go to sleep on the bed in the back room, don't wait for me." After speaking, Lin Xing folded the fruit knife and put it in the pocket of his jeans, pushed the door and walked out.

"Ah Xing, do you really want to send us home?" Seeing that Lin Xing was dressed neatly, Mu Shuangshuang asked.

"Well, let's go." Lin Xing nodded and walked down the stairs first.

A black Da Ben stopped on the side of the road not far downstairs, and the two cold-faced suit bodyguards I saw yesterday were looking at this side vigilantly.

Seeing Lin Xing leading the two girls over, the two bodyguards leaning on the car door stood up straight at the same time.

"Brother Hao, Brother Jian, this is Lin Xing, Shuangshuang's bodyguard, you met yesterday, you should know each other, right?" Qi Yanran greeted.

The two said in unison: "Yes." ”

Qi Yanran turned her head, blocked the sight of the two bodyguards with her hands, pouted at Mu Shuangshuang, and made a bitter look that was about to cry. Then he said to the two of them: "Lin Xing said that it was too late, and he wanted to send me and Shuangshuang back." ”

"Good!" The two bodyguards replied at the same time, without the slightest expression on their faces.

Lin Xingxin said: Do you have to be cool to be a bodyguard? Look at this cold-mouthed and cold-faced person, she refuses to say even a word, no wonder the eldest lady of the Qi family thinks that the two of them are too rigid.

"Thank you, Brother Jian." Seeing one of the slightly shorter bodyguards open the car door, Qi Yanran turned to Lin Xing and said, "Me and Shuangshuang go first, and you sit on the far left." ”

"No, I'll drive." Lin Xing shook his head and said.

Another bodyguard just opened the driver's door and was about to sit in, when he heard the words and frowned: "No, I'll drive, Zijian will sit in the co-pilot, and you and the eldest lady will sit in the back." ”

Lin Xing had expected that he would not agree, so he reluctantly walked to him, stretched out his right hand and said, "Brother Hao, fortunately." ”

"Qian Zihao." Brother Hao stretched out his hand and shook Lin Xing politely. No matter how cool he is, he can't wear sunglasses at night, so a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle look particularly intimidating against the backdrop of the street lamp.

"Brother Zihao, my sixth sense tells me, something will happen later, let me drive."

"Sixth sense? That's even worse! ”

Seeing the suspicion in Qian Zihao's sharp eyes, Lin Xing spread his hands helplessly, turned his head to Qi Yanran and said, "Miss Qi, I am a poor ghost, and I haven't driven a Mercedes-Benz since I was a child." Can you discuss it with Brother Hao, let him be accommodating, and let me have a good time? ”