Quick Transmigration: My Host Drags to Heaven

Chapter 37 The Beautiful President's Bodyguard 13
"Where are the materials?" Zuo Qing asked a third time.

"I really don't know!" The man cried out.

Zuo Qing's eyes flickered, and he nodded: "Okay, I'm very sincere, just throw it away, I will send someone to take care of your son."

After speaking, he turned to the left and walked towards the entrance of the rooftop.

Guan Lingjie made a gesture and put the man outside the rooftop. The man really panicked: "I know, I know, don't kill me!"

"I don't want to know anymore." Zuo Qing didn't give him a chance, and he didn't turn his head, only the words came to the man's ear along the wind.

She was here to kill people, so she really didn't care if she asked or not.

Of course, being able to ask questions is considered a windfall, but unfortunately, her patience is not good, there are only three things to do, and there are only three questions to ask, so forget it if you don't answer.

As for taking care of the man's son, it's just scary. A three-year-old kid doesn't know anything, and she doesn't have time to take care of it.

As for how the child will live after the death of his father and no source of income, I don't know.

The man was full of despair, and then let go of his palm.

"what!!!"

There were only Zuo Qing and the other three left on the rooftop, Zuo Qing waved: "Let's go."

Both Guan Lingjie and Qing Chi approached her, followed her off the rooftop, then took the ladder back to the parking lot, got into the car and drove away.

As for the streets outside the hotel, there were still a few sporadic cars passing by. A black car driver who worked in the middle of the night was a little sleepy. He didn't receive a few orders today, so he stopped for a while at the temporary parking space on the side of the road.

A loud "bang" woke up the dozing driver. The driver wiped his face, as if something wet had splashed on his face.

"Who, throwing things around!" was so sleepy, the driver shouted angrily, turned on the lights inside the car, looking for a towel to wipe his face.

Then he saw a touch of scarlet in his palm, and his drowsiness dissipated all of a sudden, his whole body was stiff, and he slowly turned his head to look out through the half-opened window.

On the sidewalk next to the hotel not far away, there was a bloody mess, and the blood and flesh splashed all over the ground. Only then did he remember the loud noise just now, and he muttered to himself: "Is... someone jumped off the building?"

……

After returning to Zuoqian's residence and sending them off, the driver drove Guan Lingjie away.

Qing Chi is a bodyguard, and lives with another left-leaning bodyguard in a left-leaning residence, and the others live nearby.

However, the other one is said to be a personal bodyguard, and more of a housekeeper, who usually stays in the residence.

When Qing Chi arrived at the place, he went straight to the kitchen as if he was going back to his own home, opened the refrigerator and started to rummage through food.

"You can eat enough." Zuo Qing complained to her in disgust. She had to eat six or seven meals a day, and she even regretted eating Qingchi Bao.

"You don't eat much, so you don't have any strength." Qing Chi replied bluntly, and took out two boxes of desserts from the refrigerator.

Zuo Lean doesn't like desserts, but in order to maintain her appearance as an innocent and innocent girl with some business talent, she pretends to like desserts, and there are always a lot of them in the refrigerator.

It just so happened that Qing Chi likes to eat desserts, and she took care of most of the desserts that have been stocked up in the past two days. She especially likes this world, a dessert called tiramisu.

Sweet and slightly bitter, it suits her taste.

"Go to bed early after eating." Zuo Qing didn't bother to care about her, it was already midnight, so he yawned and went back to his room on the second floor.

Qing Chi took the dessert and went back to her room. She lives in the guest room on the first floor.

Unlike Lean and the other bouncer, who live on the second floor.

It was also because of this that Qingchi was hungry in the middle of the night, so he often ran out to wander around looking for food, without worrying about disturbing others.

(End of this chapter)