Han Xiaoyi's face is very delicate, but her expression is very cold and hard, as if she doesn't tell the truth, she will never take care of herself again in her life.

It's just, who is Lin Ze? is a bodyguard, Han Xiaoyi's personal bodyguard. Who is Han Jin-buk? One of the top businessmen in Yanjing City, tens of thousands of people begging for a living under his banner and eating together. belongs to the big man who frowns, and there are a group of people who are worried about his thoughts.

But so what? Has a half-dime relationship with Lin Ze?

His current identity is a bodyguard, a personal bodyguard. His mission is to do everything in his power to keep Han Xiaoyi safe. As for whether Han Zhenbei is dead or alive, it has little to do with Lin Ze.

Lin Ze will keep the name Han Zhenbei in his heart because of Han Xiaoyi's relationship, but no matter what he does, it is to protect Han Xiaoyi more properly. This is a bit of a surname, but a very cute girl.

"It's not." Lin Ze shook his head calmly. "A friend of mine called, and I said that they wouldn't be fine, and I didn't mean you."

"Really?" A little loss flashed in Han Xiaoyi's eyes, and he stretched out his white and tender little hand. "Give me my phone."

Lin Ze shrugged his shoulders and handed it to her very easily.

The caller ID is an unknown number, which is the habit of the old director to call Lin Ze. After all, in the past, when carrying out dangerous missions or lurking in terrorist organizations, communication tools such as mobile phones were always under scrutiny. If the source of the number is found, Lin Ze will be in a desperate situation.

"Unknown number?" Han Xiaoyi furrowed her delicate eyebrows and said puzzled. "Who called you?"

"I told you, a friend." Lin Ze said helplessly.

"You really didn't lie to me?" Han Xiaoyi still asked unconvinced.

"You just have to believe a little bit." Lin Ze pondered his emotions for a moment and said word by word. "No matter what I do or how I do it, it's for your own good and for your safety."

When Han Xiaoyi heard this, her heart beat faster inexplicably, and she couldn't help but raise her head, staring at Lin Ze, who was less than a meter away from her, with her eyes blurred, and said softly: "I shouldn't have questioned you like that just now." ”

"I can understand your feelings." Lin Ze smiled. "You're a precocious girl. She is also a sensible girl. ”

"Thank you." Han Xiaoyi's expression relaxed.

"You're welcome." Lin Ze smiled.

"But you can't cut corners for a late-night snack, and although Miss Ben is precocious, there is still room for continued development." Han Xiaoyi crossed her waist and said coquettishly.

Lin Ze's legs were weak, and he continued to watch TV on the sofa.

Han Xiaoyi went back to the living room for dinner, while Lin Ze lit a cigarette and stared at the LCD TV in a daze.

Dead soldiers cultivated by killer tissues? Half of your face is clinging to a tin sheet?

Lin Ze's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the description of the old director was modified to a certain extent in his stomach. It was not half of the face with iron sheets, but from the corners of the eyebrows to the bridge of the nose, all of which were branded with iron sheets. If you want to tear off the iron sheet, you will inevitably tear off the entire face.

This killer organization, Lin Ze once heard of in the UK.

Flying Eagle.

A legendary organization in the world of killers. He rarely shows up, but he never fails in the tasks he receives. And the boss of this organization is said to be a mysterious woman. Her age is unknown, her nationality is unknown, and no one can even describe her appearance. There is no need to put such strong words as "everyone who has seen her is dead". Because even the people who were assassinated by her didn't have a chance to see her true face of Lushan.

It's a formidable organization, and not many people in the industry have heard of it.

It was also by chance that Lin Ze learned about this legendary killer organization.

A certain top European killer who died at the hands of Lin Ze once revealed to him that his greatest wish in this life was to fight with the boss of the Flying Eagle to do the speed of the mission. But he never had such a chance again in his life.

The cigarette burned to the end, and Lin Ze rubbed his swollen eyebrows.

Is it the Dead Soldier of the Flying Eagle?

If yes, who invited it? Who would be bold enough to ask a hitman to assassinate Han Jinbuk? Can you afford the blow of identity leakage?

Southeast Asian interest groups?

They are in the negotiation stage with Han Zhenbei, but the content of the negotiation is related interests. If it weren't for the collapse of the talks and the great harm to Han Zhenbei's interests, the Southeast Asian interest groups would never have done such an annoying and angry thing.

Too obvious, too eye-catching, too easy to target.

If you can get mixed up to that point, no one is a fool, and no one will do anything that can't make profits.

If not Southeast Asian interest groups, who would it be? Han Jinbei's nemesis?

Lin Ze exhaled a heavy breath of turbid air and shook his head vigorously. The ghost only knew who Han Zhenbei's sworn enemy was. Even the Han family had only heard about it occasionally during a mission. He has never met Han Zhenbei.

Putting aside these headaches, Lin Ze poured a sip of beer to refresh himself.

This level of problem is not for Lin Ze to consider, as long as he protects Han Xiaoyi's safety and keeps the two siblings from being assassinated, he can be regarded as a successful completion of the task. As for the rest, as the old director said, it is not under his control for the time being.

He also believed that with Han Zhenbei's energy, there was naturally a way to deal with these killers who assassinated him. To become one of the top families in Yanjing, no one will doubt Han Zhenbei's methods.

After thinking for a while, Lin Ze got up with a cigarette in his mouth, and saw Han Xiaoyi sitting on the table next to the living room after dinner and playing with the computer. I couldn't help but lean over and ask curiously, "What are you playing?" ”

"You don't understand." Han Xiaoyi's slender and white fingers were dancing with dragons and phoenixes, and Lin Ze was dazzled. His fingers flicked the side of his leg a few times, but he found that he couldn't imitate Han Xiaoyi at all.

He's a rough veteran. He really can't do this thing with computers.

But being slapped in the face by Han Xiaoyi in person, Lin Ze naturally would not admit defeat and said disdainfully; "You don't look down on people, I have applied for a QQ number, and there are more than 20 female netizens on it."

Han Xiaoyi pouted and said, "Who is playing QQ with you." While going cool. "She plunged headlong into the online world.

Lin Ze was very depressed, leaned over to stare at the screen and asked, "Are you posting?" ”

"Hmm." Han Xiaoyi replied simply.

"Hey, Han Xiaoyi, why are you swearing on the Internet? Wait a minute, do you even have to send out such an unsightly word? Lin Ze's eyes widened and he said incredulously. No wonder I heard people say before that who knows whether the person on the other side of the network is a dog or a dog, and the ancients did not deceive me. ”

"You call me a dog?" Han Xiaoyi turned his head and said angrily.

"Nope." Lin Ze shook his head. "I'm just feeling emotional."

"It's normal to fight on the Internet, just get used to it." Han Xiaoyi pointed to the screen.

"But I see what you wrote is that two celebrities are fighting, what's the matter with you? As for such a big fuss? Lin Ze, who has never paid attention to the entertainment industry, is very puzzled where Han Xiaoyi got the motivation to type so many words.

"It has always been my motto to help each other when the road is uneven." Han Xiaoyi's face was full of solemnity, and she crackled and tapped on the keyboard. "Moreover, my brother Leslie Cheung is my only idol in the entertainment industry. Whoever bullies his friend is my enemy! ”

Lin Ze couldn't understand what she was talking about, so he simply shook his head, went back to the hut to pack a few pairs of bottoms, and went to the small garden to take a bath.

Early the next morning, Lin Ze got up to make breakfast, and on the way woke up the Han family brothers and sisters who were sleeping in the dark, and after they finished washing, Lin Ze wrapped breakfast and threw it into the carriage and drove to the airport.

Don't take a taxi, but drive to the airport. It's not that Lin Ze has a habit of drag racing, it's that the old director called last night to tell him to be careful, so he simply cut off the idea of fighting.

On the way, I called Scar and asked him to arrange for someone to drive the car back. When you arrive at the airport, you will receive your boarding pass and go through security.

When they arrived at the airport, the time was already very tight, and the three of them came to the departure hall almost non-stop, and they didn't wait long to board the plane to Yanjing.

The three of them sat in the first class, and Han Xiaobao fell asleep as soon as he got on the plane. Han Xiaoyi was bored with a magazine in her hand. Lin Ze saw that her face was peaceful, but he sighed slightly in his heart.

Will there be many unknown dangers when going to Yanjing this time? Is the situation in Han Zhenbei's side very tense?

All this is unknown to Lin Ze, but when he thinks of the heavy responsibility that Han Xiaoyi will have to take on in the future, he feels a little pity for this delicate fashion girl beside him. He muttered to himself, "No matter what the future holds, but at least for now, I will fulfill the promise I made that night, no matter how dangerous it is, I will keep you safe and not let you be harmed in the slightest-"

With the warm prompt of the flight attendant, the plane slowly drove to Yanjing City, which looked like a flood beast with teeth and claws.

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