Excellent beauty's personal security guard

When Huang Lin was stunned, the three guys drew daggers from their clothes at the same time. At this moment, Huang Lin knew that she felt right

She can see it, but Zhao Jianhui, who sits opposite her, naturally can't see it. In Huang Lin's view, Zhao Jianhui is still spraying smoke, pinching the cigarette end with two fingers and feeling nothing.

In fact, as early as the moment when the three guys changed their looks, Zhao Jianhui already felt it.

Huang Lin stood up, turned her elbow horizontally and threw a whip. She had knocked the young man standing beside her out, and exclaimed in a charming voice: "director, there is an assassin behind..."

Just as she shouted, the cigarette end in Zhao Jianhui's hand had drawn an arc and leaned directly against the eyes of a guy behind him. With the other hand, he pulled out two chopsticks from the tableware barrel on the table, sat on his upper body and threw them out with his backhand.

The cigarette butts were directly nailed to the young man's eyes. With a slight squeak of frying meat, the guy threw the dagger in his hand, covered his eyes and crouched down to scream miserably. A chopstick suddenly shot out, coming first, and directly nailed the eyes of another guy holding a dagger to assassinate Zhao Jianhui's heart.

After two screams, the two young men had knocked over the nearby table and fell to the ground. The daggers were thrown away, covering their eyes with their hands.

Huang Lin may not be bragging. She may have really won the Sanda championship in the police academy. Your young man was knocked back by her elbow, but he didn't fall down. He rushed up again with a dagger in his hand.

Huang Lin's delicate body looks soft and weak, but her movements are as agile as a leopard, punching, pushing elbows and kicking knees... The young man has an empty dagger in his hand, but Huang Lin can't help pushing back.

First, Huang Lin was really sharp. Second, the guy was obviously distracted by the fall of the two companions opposite. He saw that his partner had "made a heroic sacrifice" before he could start. When he was stunned, he lost all his advantages. Huang Lin broke her foot and kicked him in the crotch and stroked the dagger in his hand.

Zhao Jianhui did nothing to deal with these people. These local chickens and dogs were unbearable.

"Wow... Director... Are you too fierce?" When the fight was over, Huang Lin could see clearly the fate of the two people just now. She couldn't help opening her mouth and was shocked. Under the excitement, her little daughter had no more state of mind, and her eyes were like little stars full of worship. The director's action of throwing chopsticks just now is so handsome and cool. It's so handsome and cool!!

The guy who hit her on the ground shouted angrily, rolled over on the ground, got up, looked around and saw that there was no guy who could take advantage of it, and he grabbed the steaming spicy soup bowl on the next table.

"Howl..." screamed, tearing his heart and lungs.

How can Zhao Jianhui give him this opportunity? The chopsticks in his hand flew out like lightning... There was not a drop of hot oil soup left, and they were all turned over and scattered on his own body.

All the diners in the restaurant were dumbfounded. They were full of admiration for the young man who flattened the three men with one cigarette end and two chopsticks.

"Secretary Huang, call someone in the bureau to take these three people back." Zhao Jianhui smiled faintly and said to some stunned Huang Lin.

"Yes, director... You... Do you know Qigong..." Huang Lin asked while touching the phone.

Zhao Jianhui ignored her and said to the panicked diner, "don't panic... I'm Zhao Jianhui, director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. These are several criminals who intend to step. We've controlled them. The people in the bureau come up and take their places. Don't panic about how to eat or how to eat. No matter where you are in the future, as long as you encounter a person posing as an underworld, you will call the police. If any policeman dares not to call the police, or helps the bad guys bully the people, I will deal with him... "

Wow... Is this the young director who is popular in the streets today? No wonder people become the director. Look at their style. They haven't left the bench from the beginning to the end. They just gently moved their fingers, and several hooligans with knives have been blind.

He dares to assassinate people like others. He has really been blind for a long time.

When she came out of the noodle shop, Huang Lin followed behind Zhao Jianhui, thinking silently about something, and her eyes swept over Zhao Jianhui's back from time to time.

What kind of man is this man? So young, he has been in a high position and has become the head of the overall situation of the city. There must be a strong network behind him. Needless to say, it's rare that he is not what he thought at the beginning, just an embroidered pillow.

He has keen observation and excellent and extraordinary skills. Such a good man must already have someone, right?

Thinking of this, Huang Lin could not help shrinking her neck and said, "I Pooh, what do you think? What does it matter to you if someone else has a partner? "

The three gangsters were sent to the hospital. Naturally, the police followed them to "protect". Back in the yard of the Public Security Bureau, Zhao Jianhui turned and looked at Huang Lin: "it's getting late. I'll go up and look at the information for a while. Let Xiao Zhang take you back."

Xiao Zhang was the driver of director min. now Zhao Jianhui has just taken office and is not familiar with anything, so everything in the Bureau remains unchanged, including the Secretary and driver used by min Jianhang.

"Director, I know what you mean by reading those materials. I... I want to talk to you about some things, but I don't know you..." Huang Lin regretted a little after saying this. What person does the director want to use? Where can he use himself to tell?

"Ha ha, secretary, not only write, draw and hand over materials, but also be a good adviser to leaders sometimes. If you think you need to say something, say it boldly. As for how to listen, it's the matter of leadership. " Zhao Jianhui smiled and encouraged Huang Lin.

"Well, I see." The two men went upstairs into the elevator and returned to the director's office. Zhao Jianhui personally poured a glass of water for Huang Lin: "I can't imagine that you are a girl. It's good to reach out. This glass of water is my reward to you."

"Thank you, director. I'll just say that if there's anything wrong, you should criticize more." Huang Lin stretched out her hand and took the cup. Her shallow smile was more romantic.

"Well, you say, I listen." Zhao Jianhui looked at the beautiful and messy female secretary and said that the girl's figure was compared with that of Yuan Yiyi.

"Director, when director min was there, Zhang Aimin, the deputy director in charge of criminal investigation, was adjusted to take charge of Logistics..." Zhao Jianhui listened quietly and smiled from time to time to encourage Huang Lin to continue. The two talked for nearly two hours. No, it should be said that Huang Lin was saying that Zhao Jianhui was listening. When the conversation was over, it was already 10 p.m.

Although Huang Lin has not worked in the Public Security Bureau for a long time, she has seen a lot of things because she has recently been the central head office of the Bureau. Although Huang Lin's vision is limited and her consideration depends on her likes and dislikes, the things she says from her mouth can better reflect some real situations.

Zhao Jianhui listened and analyzed while comparing the implied meaning contained in her words. He can also understand some things. It is more direct and more real than reading those boring files.

I understand that Huang Lin's home is in a community in the south of the city. Thinking that Xiao Zhang may have rested, I didn't call him. When I went downstairs, I drove Huang Lin home myself. Zhao Jianhui planned to live in the rest room in the office tonight. I didn't think of going to Ye Qiuyu again.

When Zhao Jianhui sent Huang Lin home, he was close to an intersection in the south of the city. When he waited for the red light, he saw that in the southeast corner of the intersection, the outside of a building was flashing colorful neon. From the roof to the lobby on the first floor, the color changed to reflect seven big characters "western style nightclub". The neon signboard was more than 20 meters high, which was full of richness and atmosphere.

"This is opened by the third childe of Ye's family, the richest man in the Universiade city. It is said to be very lively..." Huang Lin said as if she didn't care when she saw Zhao Jianhui looking at the row of big characters through the front windshield.

Zhao Jianhui smiled in his heart. The girl didn't know what she wanted to say? It's busy inside? Does it mean something?

At the moment, in the luxurious nightclub, the dark KTV private room is full of five tone singing and laughter between men and women. A man in his thirties is standing in the center of the room with a bottle of beer in one hand and a microphone in the other hand, shouting a northwest folk song sung by a celebrity, and pouring a mouthful of beer from time to time.

Several empty wine bottles are placed on the tea table in front of the sofa, and the other ten bottles of beer are all open. A girl and a young man sit askew on the corner of the sofa, and a bottle of red wine in front of them is facing up.

The girl is not old. She looks like sixteen, seventeen and eighteen. She is wearing a V-neck short sleeved T-shirt, a cowboy skirt below, gray cotton socks and a pair of black sneakers. She looks very young. But it is obviously a little out of touch with the temperature at this time of the season.

The man's shoulder was close to her shoulder, and his head was almost on the girl's hair. Half of the girl's body leaned against the sofa as if she had drunk too much. The man kept whispering and laughing, and the girl said this to him without saying a word. There was an ambiguous smell in their hearts, but they didn't feel cold.

The young man, surnamed ye and named Ye Feng, is the boss of this nightclub. The singer is an old customer of Ye's group, surnamed Xie. Although he is only 35 or 6 years old, he is already a famous rich man in the south. He can talk and look handsome. This time I came to Dayun city to purchase a batch of mining equipment produced by Ye's group company.