Addicted to Love: Paranoid President You're Toxic

Although Hua Jun said this politely, the cold in his blue eyes made the bodyguards who had seen many big scenes shiver.

The four bodyguards looked at each other and seemed to understand why they had to send four of them.

The leading bodyguard arrived at the door and refused: "sorry, Mr. Hua, we are just acting under orders. Please don't embarrass us."

"If..." Hua Jun said, pulling up a smile that made all flowers ashamed and said, "I have to be embarrassed?"

The head bodyguard's eyes were cold and said in a cold voice, "then don't blame us for being rude."

The flower gentleman smelled the signboard smile on Yan's face and turned around to push wenmuxi into the room.

"Good, go to dinner first. I'll solve it later." he pushed her to the living room and coaxed her softly.

Wen Muxi looked at him with an almost mentally retarded expression. If she could run in to eat at this time, how thick would her nerves have to be to do this?!

Wen Muxi stared at him, which made Hua Jun burst into laughter.

"If you don't have big eyes, don't stare at me and wait here." Hua Jun teased Wen Muxi again, and then turned around and walked in the direction of the entrance.

From the angle of wenmuxi, I couldn't see it. At the moment of turning around, the smile on Huajun's face disappeared and was immediately replaced by the cold light.

The blue eyes are like sapphire in the museum after thousands of years of vicissitudes. They are so gloomy that even the little bodyguard with insufficient experience at the door can't help but step back.

"Mr. Hua, we just follow the instructions and have no intention of arguing with you..."

Before the leader's bodyguard finished his polite words, Hua Jun's steps changed. In the blink of an eye, his body shape flashed in front of the leader's bodyguard.

The man's pupils shrank fiercely. Even others didn't see when Hua Jun's hand came out. They saw that the first bodyguard had flown out and hit the corridor wall heavily. When he fell from the wall to the ground, he couldn't even make a sound.

In the end, they were all well-trained bodyguards. Although they were seriously influenced by the sudden situation, they could not imagine how the gentle Hua Jun had such skills, but they quickly responded from the shock, and the remaining three bodyguards rushed towards him together.

That move was in one form. Wen Muxi was so frightened that his heart almost stopped several times, but Hua Jun handled all this with ease. Even the moves of the serial set were easily dissolved by him.

Wen Muxi was worried at the beginning, but finally he could only look at Hua Jun with both worship and admiration, which was more wonderful and nervous than action movies.

Seeing that Hua Jun hardly wasted any effort, he threw the four bodyguards flat on the corridor outside the door and covered the injured place. Many people couldn't even cry out for pain.

Hua Jun patted the dust on his hands and tidied up his wrinkled clothes. He didn't even breathe. It was so easy that Wen Muxi was stunned. After all, Shen Bihan's bodyguards were so capable that she still had points.

"Don't come!"

When Wen Muxi stepped forward to express his admiration like a little fan, Hua Jun's mood suddenly became nervous and made a stop gesture to her to keep her away.

Out of his trust in Huajun, Wen Muxi almost immediately stopped, but he couldn't help stretching his neck and trying to see what had happened.

It's not good. After seeing the situation in front of him, Wen Muxi was so frightened that he even held his breath.

Because the head bodyguard didn't know when he had occupied it. He held a hand wooden warehouse with a silencer in his hand, opened the safety bolt, pulled the trigger and aimed the muzzle at Hua Jun.

"Mr. Hua, I don't know who you really are, but I have to take Miss Wen away today. It's so annoying that I can only say I'm sorry."

The polite threat was in exchange for Huajun's sneer, and even the pair of dangerous blue eyes narrowed up, fearing to appear for a time.

"Playing in the wooden warehouse in front of me? I'm worthy of being boss Shen Xiao. I don't have other skills and have a lot of courage."

Hua Jun said with a smile. After the jade folding fan in his hand snapped open, he flew out towards the bodyguard's hand holding the wooden warehouse.

A fan that looks exquisite on weekdays. Now even the fan has become a sharp weapon to kill people.

"Ah --"

After a sharp scream, bright red blood splashed more than a meter high on the white marble wall tiles, ticking down.

The bodyguard took the right hand of the wooden warehouse and fell to the ground together with the wooden warehouse with a silencer. His right hand was cut off from his wrist by a fan that seemed to be just a decoration.

The fan dripping red blood turned around like a dart. After completing the task, he returned to Huajun's hand again and played with the bloody fan. His handsome face was still the signature smile with a smiling face like a flower, except that his blue eyes were frighteningly cold.

"I only need your hand in the face of boss Shen, otherwise you will die if you dare to point the wooden warehouse at me."

The volume of his understated voice is not heavy, but no one dares to doubt the authenticity of his sentence.

With the help of his brother, the bodyguard who broke one hand reluctantly stopped the bloody blood on the empty right wrist, which was pressed by the invisible air pressure and dared not breathe.

"When you go away, please tell boss Shen to recall the bastard things he did at the beginning and dare to come to my door to be important. Just as I am a saint of mud pinch, I can't be angry at all?"

After a rude word, Hua Jun waved his hand and slammed the door shut.

The door was locked from the inside, and then the jade folding fan dripping with blood beads was put away and hidden behind him. When facing Wen Muxi, Huajun instantly returned to the harmless appearance of people and animals in normal days.

"I've been waiting for a long time. I haven't moved for a long time, so I wasted a little more effort." Hua Jun smiled and walked to Wen Muxi. His tone seemed to coax her as if nothing had happened. "Let's have dinner. The food will be cold in a while."

It was as if the person who cut off people's just now was not his appearance, which made Wen Muxi feel a little timid.

She suddenly remembered what Shen Bihan asked her in the car that day.

"Wen Muxi, do you know who he is, what kind of past he has, and what kind of fate he carries?"

"You don't even know his real identity. You dare say you like such a person."

“……”

Who is Hua Jun?

In her impression, Huajun is the man who makes the whole fashion industry look up to. Before she is 16, she is a famous genius in the fashion design industry. All the clothes designed by him, whether high setting dress or fashion, are classic.

Although love pranks a little, but the concern for people is true.

Extremely protect the calf.

……

In her impression of the key words of Huajun, no matter which one, there are no words like bloody and indifferent today.

Wen Muxi looked at Huajun and couldn't help asking the question in his heart.

"Flower Lord, who are you?"