The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 24
The young man also turned his head to look at the screen, with suspicion in his eyes.

"Don't you two know it's impolite to stare at people like this?"

Just when Wang Chen and the young man were staring at the screen at the same time, a voice full of enchantment came from behind the screen.

"There is a screen to cover it, what are you afraid of, Miss?"

Wang Chen was playing with the teacup with his left hand, and the corner of his mouth curled into a weird arc.

The young man looked at Wang Chen with a weird look.

The reason why he came to Wang Chen uninvited with half a bottle of wine was because he felt the same kind of breath from Wang Chen.

Of course, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that he felt the killing intent from the woman behind the screen.

That killing intent was not aimed at himself, but at Wang Chen, so he came over to take a look.

One is because of curiosity, and the other is because of wanting to help Wang Chen for the sake of the same kind.

But he didn't expect that after such a contact, he could faintly see through this 'similar'.

After all, my colleagues are all old-fashioned and not good at words. Although there are occasionally a few weirdos like myself, they are definitely not many, but now I have met one.

Is this really my colleague?Or did you say you were wrong?

"The little girl is not afraid of you watching, but feels the danger from the two gentlemen."

The woman behind the screen was silent for a while, and then answered quietly.

Wang Chen put the teacup on the table, turned his head to look at the young man, and said with a smile: "The girl may have misunderstood, I am a taxi driver, how could I be in danger."

"Fuck, so you are an old driver."

When the young man heard Wang Chen's words, he couldn't help crying out in a low voice.

I thought this guy was of the same kind, so I came over to help him, but who knew that I was actually pecked in the eye by an eagle, and I misread it, it was just a taxi driver.

When Wang Chen heard the words old driver, his eyes sank slightly, he squinted at the young man, and said, "I'm a taxi driver."

"That's right, what I'm talking about is that you are an old taxi driver, is there a problem?"

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and asked with some doubts.

Wang Chen felt helpless and didn't explain, he stopped talking to this unreliable stranger, and didn't stare at the woman behind the screen, but calmed down and drank tea.

Seeing that Wang Chen didn't speak, and the woman behind the screen did not speak, the young man twisted his butt twice, and said to Wang Chen uncomfortably: "Brother, how about drinking?"

Wang Chen glanced at the half-bottle of wine on the table, and finally looked at the young man and asked, "What's your name?"

The young man's expression flickered, and the corner of his mouth evoked a faint smile, and he said very calmly: "My surname is Wang Mingdao, Wang Dao."

"We were still a family 500 years ago."

Wang Chen laughed when he heard Wang Dao's name, and glanced at the place where the woman was with very dark eyes.

Wang Chen's words shook Wang Dao's spirit, he looked at Wang Chen carefully, and said in a loud voice: "Ha, I didn't expect to meet my family."

After saying this, Wang Dao bowed slightly, and said to Wang Chen in an inaudible tone: "For the sake of my family, you go now, and I will solve your troubles for you."

"Trouble? What trouble can I have?"

Wang Chen smiled slightly, took out his phone to check the time, and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.

Seeing Wang Chen's behavior, Wang Dao stopped talking, and Wang Chen was becoming more and more difficult to see through in his heart.

Soon, it took almost half an hour for Wang Chen to enter the teahouse. During this half hour, the guests in the teahouse left one after another.

This is actually a very normal thing, but in the eyes of Wang Chen and Wang Dao, it is very abnormal.

Because the guests only go out, but not come in.

Soon, apart from the waiter, there were only three people left in the teahouse, namely Wang Chen, Wang Dao and the woman who hadn't shown up.

Wang Chen picked up the teacup, played with it for a while, then put it down, finally looked at the screen, and said with a smile: "Is it time to show your face?"

"It's the same whether you show your face or not."

The screen didn't turn, the woman didn't show up, her voice was no longer bewitching, but rather cold.

"The beauty is originally a skeleton. I think it's better for you to show your face, otherwise the last beauty will wither before being appreciated by others. This is a kind of blasphemy against beauty."

Wang Chen held the wine bottle with his hand, moved a finger slightly, and the wine cap was unscrewed directly.

He said with a light smile, raised his head, and gulped down two sips of wine, his movements seemed extremely free and easy.

Wang Dao was a little stunned watching from the sidelines, this guy... is really getting more and more exciting.

When he drank tea just now, people mistakenly thought he was a veteran of the tea ceremony, but now after watching him drink, Wang Dao finally understood that this guy is a real master of drinking.

"I'm a little curious, how did you see that I was hostile to you, and how did you see that there was an ambush here?"

The woman behind the screen was silent for a long time, and finally asked with doubts in her tone.

Wang Chen was not in a hurry to answer her, he drank two more sips of wine, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took two puffs, then said disdainfully: "It's actually easy to guess, first, this morning I suddenly had something in my heart. There is a sense of crisis, so I have been vigilant.

Second, when I entered the teahouse and sat here, I could feel your gaze, with a trace of surprise and killing intent.

Third, after I came in, you went to a waiter, and then no customers came in, but the guests left one after another.

Of course, the fourth point is the most important, that is, since Wang Dao came to me, it seems that this teahouse has become a little different. I think you know much more about what is different. "

Wang Chen said four points unhurriedly, put the wine bottle with a little wine back on the table, and said with a little blurred eyes: "Are these four points enough?"

"It's very clever, but it's also unbelievable. Just relying on your intuition, are you so sure that I want to kill you?"

The sound of the woman's palm slapping sounded, and then asked again with some doubts.

It was hard for her to believe that such a person would trust intuition so much, it was a bit too far-fetched to say it.

Wang Chen raised his head and looked at the ceiling above his head, a trace of contempt and ridicule flashed from the corner of his mouth.

He slowly closed his eyes, and said softly: "A person like you, how can you understand how powerful the intuition cultivated in the crisis is, let's do it, I have already said too much nonsense today, I don't want to say it anymore .”

(End of this chapter)