God-level Bodyguard in The City

Chapter 207 Healing Before Bedtime

There was no time for Princess Ayatollah to dress and dress as a spa, with a stench and dirt, Xiao Yi and Li Changxiu escorted her directly to the suv, and started the engine to leave the hotel like an escape, mixed in the street In the traffic flow, his whereabouts were hidden.

After passing three streets, the vehicle did not stop at all, but opened the door according to Shen Ming's request and moved forward along the sidewalk. The speed of 60 kilometers per hour drove the wind into the compartment.

I saw Shen Ming start squatting on the side of the road, rushed forward, and jumped into the car in a nearly uniform position with the vehicle, then closed the door.

At this time it was 10 o'clock in the evening, and the noisy day was over. Shen Ming announced the address of the rest. It turned out to be the high-end seaside villa community where the big singer Meng Qi lived. What's more coincident is that the villas that live together are also the same.

Shen Ming borrowed it from Meng Qi because her house was highly concealed. In the past, Wu Neng's agent also helped her to change the doors and windows to bulletproof, which is very suitable as a temporary security residence.

Coincidentally, Mengqi was not at home during the tour around the country, and she lent it to Shen Ming very easily, but the password for the room was in the air for a long time.

When Shen Ming came to the villa, he quickly opened the keypad of the door lock and typed a string of Chinese characters, "Bad bodyguard, I want to have monkeys for you ..." The door opened like this.

After entering, Shen Ming had no time to deal with the princess's wound, and she had already started the scanning and inspection of the entire room to avoid someone designing a trap or leaving a security loophole.

The wound on Ayatollah's head was simply bandaged. The whole body smelled bad, and she went to the bathroom in the room to rinse.

No matter whether the girl is a noble princess or an ugly and ugly house girl, she likes to wash in vain, right?

Ayatollah stood under the huge shower head and allowed hot water to wash over wheat-colored skin, wash away the viscous egg white and tomato juice, and finally restored the firmness and smoothness of the skin. And when the hot water sprayed the wound on the forehead, the tingling made the strong princess frown.

The blood loss made Princess Ayatollah dizzy, and he dared not wash for a long time. She wrapped a white towel and wore slippers and walked out.

In the room where the bedside lamp was only lit, the light was ambiguous, and Shen Ming was sitting on the windowsill at the moment.

"What are you doing?" Princess Ayatollah grabbed the head of the bath towel under her armpit, fearing that the bath towel that the ghost might make would fall.

"Come here." Shen Ming patted the edge of the bed beside him.

"Shenming, although you are my bodyguard, you must not be so rude." Ayatollah retorted.

"It's just to help you deal with the wound, what do you really want me to do?" Shen Ming sighed and took out the medicine box from behind. Does he look like a rogue? (Like → _ →)

Ayatollah probably had a bad head in his head, but he didn't change clothes first, so he sat next to Shen Ming, and let him touch his finger to check the wound on his forehead.

"The wound is a bit long and needs to be sutured." Shen Ming rinsed the wound with normal saline, then wiped the surrounding skin with alcohol, removed the needle and thread from the traumatic suture package, and pinched the curved needle with tweezers to prepare for suture.

"Does it leave a scar?" Tears flashed in Ayatollah's scared two-colored eyes when he looked at the silver hook.

"It's funny, a tyrant who is not afraid of death is scared of scars? Don't you want to be hanged on the highest flagpole in the country?" Shen Ming held Ayatollah's face lightly with her hands, and dealt with it condescendingly. There was a wound.

"Even if you are hanged, you must be beautiful. This is the princess's pride. You, such a stink bodyguard who can only kill and kill, how to understand the importance of beauty to a woman!" Ayatolla stubbornly grumbled, thanking Her natural wheat-colored skin, even if she blushed into an apple, could not be seen clearly under the ambiguous light.

"Does n’t life matter to you? Why do you have to follow such a tyrant road and know how tragic you will end up? Why?" Shen Ming tried to make the movements lighter and reduce the pain to Lowest, but her princess, who is delicate and fleshy, still feels a slight tremor, but the temperature of the thick and rough palm on her face has an anesthetic effect, which makes her less painful in shyness and tension.

"This is not my choice but my destiny. I was born to be the last generation of tyrants in Aragon, to help the country transition from dictatorship to democracy, and then hanged by the anger of the people and watch the country go on track.

Many people have been sacrificed to this dream, and my father has died the same way. Ayatollah is only 25 years old this year, but she already has the consciousness to see through life and death. That national justice has made Shen Ming feel ashamed.

"Have you ever thought about an undead game?" Shen Ming stitched the wound carefully, distracting Princess Ayatollah's pain with her words.

"No, no greedy effort will be able to win the support of the entire people. Now is the most critical time, and there must be no slightest loss.

In fact, I have enough books to live now. I use all the most expensive brand names in the world. The pens I use for reading are custom made by the factory. I have enjoyed everything I can enjoy as a person, what regrets? Ayatollah showed off slightly.

"Really? Have you ever experienced love?" Shen Ming asked in a word.

"Of course I did!" Princess Ayatollah retorted, "I love my people, and for them I can die."

"Hehe, you are really loving." Shen Ming laughed.

"Don't look down on people. There are more people pursuing me than the sand in Sahara, but no one can see me." Ayatollah proudly said.

"What kind of man do you like?"

"I don't know, but I know the precipice is not like you." Ayatollah snorted.

"Don't look so high, hurry up and talk about love, don't wait for the day you were hanged by a public trial, or a virgin, what a pity?"

"Do you believe what I said?" Ayatollah was startled, knowing that at this moment Shenming's hostility to himself had disappeared somehow, just like the wolf that was still barking yesterday, and today has become meek and capable and you Dependent dogs.

"I'm willing to believe that what you said is true. Although barbaric and crazy, it can bring long-lasting peace to the people. You are the bravest girl I have ever seen and none of them.

I think even if I am in your position, I have no courage to ask everyone to hate themselves, and then hang myself alive. "Shen Ming was heartfelt convinced.

"Actually ... Actually, I'm also scared. The more I move towards the final stage, the more I fear. Sometimes I also want to run away with countless money to a place where no one can find at all, regardless of the life of an ordinary person. "Perhaps it was the relationship that his head was stoned. Ayatollah told the bad bodyguard in front of himself that he had never acknowledged himself," But I can't go, the name of every victim in my head will me Nailed to the land of Aragon.

Until the ideal is realized, we must not escape, nor can we escape from death. "

"Courageous princess, maybe your fate is a little bad, but I can only guarantee that in the next 5 days, I will never let anyone hurt you. Swear with my life, take a good rest, and I will be very busy tomorrow. Shen Ming bandaged the wound, took the medicine box, got up, and walked to the door. Before going out, he had a meal again and turned around. "You have lost a lot of blood. Drink this and add blood sugar."

Shen Ming said tossing a can of cola, Princess Ayatollah instinctively raised his hands to pick it up. OK, Coke got it, but the white bath towel cursed by the author fell off.

"Ah !!!!!!" Princess Ayatollah screamed in astonishment.

Shen Ming quickly closed the door and evacuated before being separated ... It seems that tonight can have a good dream. The dream is full of two red spots on the wheat field → _ →

Everyone had a good rest this night. Except for Shen Ming, Shen Ming, carrying a Type 10 anti-device sniper rifle, went out at 2 am, climbing like a monkey on the highest tree not far away, using a twine. Tied to a tree, it seems to be stuck overnight.

But on such a night, some people are doomed to fall asleep, and the old freighters anchored off the coast of Linhai.

More than a dozen divers with assault rifles raised their heads around the cargo ship. They either used suction climbing equipment or silently climbed up the anchor.

These days, the Water Ghost Special Forces of the Korean military quietly touched the freighter.

"'Road Dog' got on board and started to dive into the operation." The captain pressed the radio to whisper the report.

"The pathfinder is careful, the cunning rabbit is very cruel, and pay attention to safety." At this moment, Director Zhao was standing in the cockpit of the police patrol boat, staying 1 km away and closely watching the movement of the cargo ship, the 25mm machine gun at the bow. It is also loaded, and there are the same four ships around, full of 100 heavily armed special combatants, ready to fight a tough battle at any time.

"The pathfinder understands." The captain made a gesture, and more than a dozen water-ghost commando cats went deep into the cabin. The light movement was really ghostly.

What no one had thought of was that shortly after the Water Ghosts had entered the cabin, a loud bang and a horrible explosion illuminated the night sky with fire light, and the 40-meter-long freighter was blown in half from the middle. , The shock wave set off a huge wave of 2 meters on the sea surface.

Countless burning fragments were scattered all over the sea. No matter how Director Zhao shouted, there was no response from the Water Ghost Squad.

"The Tianchao police acted fast enough to find our hiding place in just one day." On the reef across the shore, the torpedo was cigar admiring their masterpiece. Fortunately, they are moving fast, otherwise they are the dumplings now.

"Next, what do you want to do? We have no hiding place and attacked the Tianchao police. There are so many people and equipment that we cannot hide for too long." Alice reminded.

"I don't want to drag on anymore, the day before tomorrow, settle the battle." Torpedo said, lost the cigar in his hand, and turned to leave.

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