Personal security

Chapter 77: The Butcher's Secret Skill

Zhao Jianhui thought it was not good, and his body had already flown into the air. In the air, he could see clearly that behind Geng Xiaoli, a tall guy was holding up the combination rifle with a sneer in his hand...

Zhao Jianhui did not hesitate any more, and threw the pistol in his hand directly. The pistol with no bullets turned into a stream of light, crossing time and space. Before the other party pulled the trigger, the hard and cold barrel penetrated from the right side of his brain, and the barrel went straight through the left back of his head at an angle. The guy rushed forward and hit Geng Xiaoli's side with a "bang".

Geng Xiaoli was already terrified. Seeing the guy's hideous death, with a pistol stuck in his head and Yin Hong's blood dripping out of the barrel, she just stared at him blankly with her hair bulging out, looking unwilling to die. She neither shouted nor escaped, but just sat on the ground and watched him lying beside her...

"Don't shoot. Whoever kills him with a gun will make things difficult for me, Old Tu..." Zhao Jianhui turned around after hearing the voice, but saw Tu Xiong's tiger body trembling and falling out. His right arm holding the bayonet was injured, and the whole arm was stained with blood.

"This guy is quite skilled. No wonder he is so arrogant. He can get the upper hand in a knife fight with the butcher. He is really good." Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart that the young man could hurt Tu Xiong. Among the dozen people on his side, only himself and Wei Mingyu could beat Tu Xiong by fighting with knives. Others like Da Liu and Xiao Sun were lucky enough to be able to tie, but as for Ma Hongchen and others who followed behind him, there was still a big gap.

"Roar..." Tu Xiong turned over and roared. Before his feet landed on the ground, he had already kicked the young man opposite. The young man quickly jumped to the side to dodge, but heard a sigh in his ears. Before he could figure out what was going on, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, his neck felt cold, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

This is the butcher's ultimate skill. After retiring for so many years, this guy has not been thrown behind his head. The moment the young man fell to the ground, he felt a chill in his throat, and the sharp military dagger pierced his throat.

One section is over. The young man's dim eyes were scattered, but he heard his last voice in this world: "Damn it, you are not simple to hurt me. You can die with your eyes closed."

"...Fei En,...Fei En will not...let you go..." After the young man finished this sentence, his head tilted and he died.

"Fuck you, Fei En won't let me go? I won't let her go either. Do you think I'm afraid of that bitch Fei En?" Tu Xiong snorted coldly and bent down to pull out the bayonet that was stuck in the young man's neck.

Zhao Jianhui waved his hand: "He is an opponent worthy of your respect, so let your bayonet accompany him to sleep in the ground."

"Boss, does he have such a big face?" Letting your weapon accompany your opponent to sleep in the ground is a warrior's respect for his opponent. Tu Xiong felt that this young man was not up to that level.

"Silly, look at his appearance... I'm sure this person is Fei En's only son Che Dudu." When he said this, Tu Xiong's face couldn't help but become solemn: "Are you sure this person is Che Dudu? Damn, how can he be so capable of stabbing me with a dagger."

Zhao Jianhui said lightly: "Write a report after returning, and contract your security company, or transform it into a private company."

At this time, Zhao Jianhui mentioned the matter of restructuring the security company, obviously not for making money. Tu Xiong's face was full of disbelief and he asked, "Boss, don't be so nervous, right?"

"If you want to die, don't listen to me." Zhao Jianhui turned around and ordered, "Check the battlefield and prepare to withdraw."

As he spoke, he patted Tu Xiong on the shoulder, "I know you are not afraid of death, but this matter is not just about your life."

Zhao Xiaoting didn't expect that she would see such a sexy scene when she opened the door.

The graceful girl with her long hair was dancing around Mr. Luo. When she saw Zhao Xiaoting suddenly break in, the young girl hurriedly picked up her clothes to cover her body, and Zhao Xiaoting blushed with shame. Mr. Luo, however, was leisurely leaning on the bed, looking up and down at her with interest, laughing.

This is an old man who is terminally ill. He has advanced bone cancer and has lost the opportunity for treatment. Multiple complications torture his body, but his body still has a strong frame. This is a lion in his twilight years. Even though he is staggering and has difficulty walking, his eyes are still fierce.

"What are you doing here? Didn't you see the small sign "Do Not Disturb" at the door? Huh?" He asked, as if he was her attending physician, looking down on her and being confident.

Zhao Xiaoting walked over with a sullen face and listened to the emergency call. "Mr. Luo, next time you want to be happy alone, please don't press the call for help again. Otherwise, all the above and the nurses will enjoy the passionate performance with you. Also, your heart is very fragile, please try to keep calm, otherwise..."

She stopped to find words, but saw that Mr. Luo's eyes were full of mockery and mischief. He snorted and turned away. A doctor like Zhao Xiaoting, who had just graduated for less than two years, would never have the opportunity to serve as the attending physician of a big shot in such a high-end private hospital. However, ever since Mr. Luo saw Zhao Xiaoting for the first time, he tyrannically appointed her as his own attending physician.

In his words, he couldn't cure his illness anyway, so whoever tried to cure him would die anyway? Let this girl try her hand at her craft!

At that time, Zhao Xiaoting was very nervous and called her "brother" Zhao Jianhui who was far away in S Province. Unfortunately, when her brother asked her if anything happened, she said insincerely: "No, brother, I just miss you, what can happen to me?"

However, now this old guy is getting worse and worse, and it is unknown what weird bad ideas his extraordinary brain will come up with.

Before leaving get off work, the girl came to her and presented her with a very generous red envelope, saying that it was a little gift from Mr. Luo. Zhao Xiaoting naturally knew that this was the so-called hush money. She entrusted the nurse to deposit the red envelope into his hospitalization deposit, and then slapped the deposit receipt on the bedside table in front of Mr. Luo, with a clear look and expressionless face.

Mr. Luo stared at her with a look of disbelief.

For some reason, Zhao Xiaoting had an inexplicable aversion to this self-righteous rich man. Isn't it just a little money? Does he think that everyone in the world is as money-minded as he is? What's wrong with being rich? Even if he lives in a presidential suite and has many children, does he have a bedmate? Can a huge fortune buy mountains of gold and silver and a sun that never sets?

Mr. Luo is a well-known person. He is the leading local real estate developer. His company has also made a lot of money in the stock market in recent years. At that time, after graduating, Zhao Xiaoting went to his company to apply for a female secretary. However, after seeing the clause in the agreement that the female secretary must work 24 hours a day to ensure that the boss is always available, Zhao Xiaoting decisively withdrew from the application.

It is said that he is romantic and has had countless women. These women left him a large number of children. They would come to visit him regularly every day, bringing flowers and fruit baskets, and then quickly leave after a simple perfunctory visit. No one has ever taken the initiative to stay overnight.

Only his youngest son seemed to have a moment of tenderness in his eyes. He was a handsome young man named Luo Binghui. If Mr. Luo was an old lion, Luo Binghui was a beautiful and agile male deer. He had no deterrent power, but was sunny and full of vigor and vitality, with a unique charm.

When Luo Rongguang pressed the emergency call to summon Zhao Xiaoting for the 101st time, Luo Binghui seemed to be overwhelmed and blushed in embarrassment.

Everyone could see that he was teasing her. Dizziness, leg pain, brain swelling... In short, all the parts that Luo Rongguang could think of were uncomfortable. But Zhao Xiaoting was not impatient, always listened to him quietly, checked his body according to what he said, measured his blood pressure, and explained it over and over again. This was a stubborn and lonely dying old man, and Zhao Xiaoting naturally would not argue with him. Besides, I was doing this job, earning more than 20,000 yuan a month. I wished he could live a few more months. If that happened, I would have enough money to go abroad.

Late at night, Zhao Xiaoting was reviewing for IELTS. When she encountered a new word, she muttered to herself and was about to look up the English-Chinese dictionary when she suddenly heard Luo Rongguang's voice: "Gentleman tail less half official coattails, literally translated as gentleman's semi-formal coattails without tails, the correct meaning is: men's semi-formal coattails without tails."

Looking up, I saw his slight smile, like a real elder, or a traditional gentleman. This old man is not simple!

Luo Rongguang's eyes penetrated his skin, and he smiled: "Do you know why my company is called 'Rongguang International'? Of course, the first two characters are my name, so how can the last two characters be called for nothing?"

When Luo Binghui visited again, Zhao Xiaoting was having a long talk with his father. Seeing Luo Binghui coming in, Zhao Xiaoting politely said goodbye. Luo Rongguang grabbed Zhao Xiaoting's hand and said: "Ignore him, let's talk about our own things. You are the smartest and most studious student I have ever seen in my life. In two months, if you don't become a doctor, I promise that you can directly take over my position."

Luo Binghui smiled a little awkwardly: "Dad, everything is ready. The engagement ceremony can be held when my eldest brother comes back. You... do you want to go home and see..."

"What am I doing? It's his engagement, not mine. What should I go back to see? Do whatever you want. I don't care about that... It's just that I feel a little sorry for the daughter of the Dongfang family..." The latter sentence was said in a low voice, but Zhao Xiaoting was standing next to him and could hear it very clearly.

She was puzzled. Is there any father who talks about his son like this? Zhao Xiaoting pulled her hand away, smiling awkwardly. Luo Binghui smiled and said, "You guys chat slowly. I have something else to do, so I'll leave you now. My father is in your care... This is the invitation for the day after tomorrow. My brother's engagement ceremony will be held at home. Miss Zhao, please come then." "This kid is not my son at all. Can you see that he looks like me? He talks like a woman, not at all smooth." Luo Binghui just walked out of the ward, and Luo Rongguang's voice sounded behind him. When Dongfang Wenjing stepped into the advanced ward to visit her future father-in-law, Zhao Xiaoting couldn't help but be a little stunned. Is there such a beautiful woman in the world?

That day, Zhao Xiaoting was chatting with Luo Rongguang in the room, and suddenly heard a crisp sound of high heels hitting the marble floor in the corridor of the building. Following the sound, she looked out of the glass window and saw a long flowing hair passing by the window.

The next moment, Dongfang Wenjing, wearing a goose yellow long skirt, a silk white shirt, and her slender white feet stepping on goose yellow high heels, was walking from the direction of the ward door.

She took off the sunglasses on her nose as she walked, especially when she shook her head lightly, and her hair was swung elegantly and accurately behind her right shoulder. In an instant, her tall and graceful figure, the seductive hairstyle and her beautiful face that seemed to have been carefully carved, immediately made Zhao Xiaoting stare.