Bodyguard of the Goddess

On the corridor outside the meeting, there were nearly 20 young men in suits and suits. They have different skin colors and come from all over the world. As if a group of well-trained soldiers stood on both sides of the corridor, they gave way to several middle-aged men.

Leading a middle-aged man in a handmade suit. He has a brown hair, and the sharp scorpion flashes with dazzling light from time to time. Even when I walked, I was also full of momentum.

He walked steadily toward the conference room, followed by four low-key middle-aged men who were led by the middle-aged to **** all the limelight. Each one looks grim and cold, and the breath converges.

Hey.

The middle-aged man went to the door and raised his hand to open the door. The original plain face showed a smile like a spring breeze. Say hello to the mysterious woman sitting in the conference room and drinking coffee: "Miss Sofia, I have kept you waiting." The middle-aged man smiled into the conference room and sat casually opposite Sofia. The four middle-aged men who followed him, followed by a calm trail, stood in several places where they could observe all corners of the conference room. Extremely cautious.

The mysterious woman, Miss Sophia in the middle-aged man’s mouth, smiled lightly and put down the coffee in her hand and looked at the man. She said: “Mr. Jones’s busy schedule, I can take time to see that I’m already a big face.”

"Miss Sofia said it." Jones smiled and said calmly. "Hunting Fox does not have the financial support of Miss Sophia, and it is difficult to have the current situation. It is reasonable to say that you are my boss."

"Oh?" Sophia browed and teased. "In this case, why do you even have to meet with the boss and follow four bodyguards? Can you be afraid that I am a boss? I am murdering you?"

"How come?" Jones smiled and shook his head. "Maybe, Miss Sophia should know that we are in the cold war with the US government today. No one can guarantee that the US government will launch assassinations against me. So everything is careful."

"It seems that Mr. Jones is very afraid of death." Sophia licked her lips.

"Who is not afraid of death in this world?" Jones smiled and shook his head, and asked again. "Miss Sofia, the thing that I discussed with you half a year ago, is there a result now?"

"Yes." Sophia nodded and said calmly.

"Oh? Miss Sophia thinking about it?" Jones asked.

"I refuse." Sophia shook her head.

"Why?" Jones squinted slightly and his expression was obviously stagnation. "Miss Sofia disapproves of my plan?"

"I just don't want to invest more in hunting foxes." Sophia said lightly. “In recent years, hunting fox has done less and less for our family. The money is getting bigger and bigger. From my perspective, I began to suspect that this is an unfair transaction. At least for me, It is not fair."

"But Miss Sophia. You should know that without the support of fox hunting, the underground business of your family cannot be made so big, so influential." Jones asked. "What do you think?"

"To this end, my father has paid the price of his life." Sophia said lightly.

"I was extremely surprised by the accident that made Zun," Jones said firmly. "I assure you that the murderer will be taken out as soon as possible. You are also fair."

Sophia heard the words, staring calmly at Jones, saying in a word: "I don't know if Mr. Jones has heard a word."

"What?" Jones asked.

"A person who sleeps is never awake," Sophia said calmly.

"I don't understand the meaning of Miss Sophia." Jones shook his head.

"In other words. The thief shouted to catch the thief," Sophia asked with a cold face. "Do you think you can catch a thief?"

Jones smiled and flashed complex colors. After a moment of silence, he asked slowly: "Miss Sofia. Are you suggesting me?"

“Don't Mr. Jones think that this is my suggestion?” Sophia sneered.

"Sounds. It tells me in a straightforward way," Jones asked. "Miss Sofia, do you think that Zun is killing me?"

Sophia smiled ridiculously: "You don't have to act in front of me. I am here to tell you. From today, I will not pay even a penny to Fox."

Jones heard the words, suddenly angered, and made a sound of the case: "Miss Sofia, I hope you think about it and talk!"

Hey!

There were suddenly several men in suits outside the door. There is Jones here, there is also Sophia here. Both sides are waiting to see each other. It seems that once they get the boss’s order, they are ready to fire.

"Mr. Jones, do you usually succumb to it by force?" Sophia sneered. "If this is the case, I feel more and more that my decision is correct."

Jones snorted and glanced at the swarming bodyguard and said, "Get out!"

"Yes." The bodyguards squinted out and couldn't tell the embarrassment.

"Without my orders, no one should come in." Sophia glanced at the bodyguards around her, and said with a relaxed face.

"Yes. Missy."

Soon, in the conference room, only Sofia, Jones, and four middle-aged men standing still in the field were left.

They are not wearing ordinary suits. Even the eyes and expressions are not the same as ordinary bodyguards. They are deep and mysterious, and they are filled with a chilly and embarrassing atmosphere. It seems to be a group of old-fashioned seniors. They can see the age, they are clearly only to middle age.

They are too quiet!

Also too silent!

People can't help but want to see them more!

After the bodyguards left the meeting room, Jones stared at Sophia calmly and asked: "Sophia, is this your personal decision, or your family's decision?"

“Is there a difference?” Sophia asked calmly. "Now, I am the spokesperson of the family. My decision is the family decision."

"So to speak. The Roland family is going to quit?" Jones asked coldly.

"You can understand this." Sophia said calmly.

"Do you know what the consequences of this decision will bring to your Roland family?" Jones slowly stood up and asked coldly.

"do not know."

Sophia said faintly: "I only know what kind of problems you will face tonight."

"Oh? Is it?" Jones sneered. “Is Miss Sophia planning to retaliate against me before the US government?”

"Why must it be me?" Sophia looked cold and looked cold. "Do you think that only I want to kill you alone?"

Hey!

The voice of Sophia fell, and a black shadow spurted out of the window, like a lightning rushing. Between the electric and the flint, a sharp bayonet reached the heart of Jones.

The picture is fixed, quiet and silent!