Super bodyguard of female CEO

"Master, you are content. At least you have a father. I didn't even know what my father looked like when I was born." Pang Hu relieved: "maybe something is busy, but it's not sure."

"I Pooh!"

Zhao Chengfeng scolded: "what can he do? Besides cheating, what's the point of eating, drinking, whoring and gambling? "

"Ha ha." Seeing that Zhao Chengfeng was angry, Pang Hu said nothing more and said, "master, I'll ask Shizu to feel your pulse and see if there's anything to take care of."

"Well? The master hasn't left yet? "

After hearing that Chen Banxian was still there, Zhao Chengfeng suddenly thought of something and said, "go, please come here. I have something to tell him."

"Good." Pang Hu answered and went out to find someone.

Zhao Chengfeng endured the pain and sat up from the bed. While smoking, he looked at the wound on his body and smacked his tongue. "Although the old tortoise Chiba looks ugly, his strength is not weak. Two simple moves have brought so much damage to brother Feng."

No matter whether Zhao Chengfeng admits it or not, Chiba is an expert. Especially when Zhao Chengfeng uses his strongest killing move "the rain of Swords", the latter not only blocks it back, but also causes certain trauma. So he can't accept it.

"Do you think the Japanese patron saint is joking?"

Zhao Chengfeng is thinking about the duel last night. Outside the door comes the voice of the old man Chen Banxian. Immediately Chen Banxian and Pang Hu push the door and enter. Fu Bo follows behind and brings soup porridge for Zhao Chengfeng.

"Young master, you wake up at last. Have something to eat." Fubo hands the bowl to Zhao Chengfeng.

Zhao Chengfeng shook his head and said, "put it aside. I don't want to eat it now. I'll eat it later." With that, Zhao Chengfeng looked at Chen Banxian and said, "master, you killed the old Chiba?"

"Do you think it's killing chickens and dogs?"

Chen Banxian took a look at Zhao Chengfeng and said: "Chiba is a master who has been famous for more than 100 years. It has been cultivated for more than 100 years in Qing Dynasty. It's powerful and precious to be the patron saint of Japan. How can it be easily killed?"

"I'll wipe that one!"

On hearing this, Zhao Chengfeng couldn't help scolding his mother, "it means that I will be bullied by this old bastard in the future?"

"That's not the case."

Chen Banxian said: "I'm afraid it's very difficult to recover if I hurt him for a year and a half. In addition, before I started, you successfully poisoned him. I guess he'll have to stay at home for a year. That is to say, within a year, you are safe. "

"Damn it, in a year's time, I'm going to kill this old miscellaneous hair by myself. It's his grandmother's, and it's killing me." Zhao Chengfeng clenched his fist and gritted his teeth.

"Come on, you."

Hearing the speech, Chen Banxian shook his head and said, "if the old Chiba is a cherry blossom, you may not even have the chance to fight back. That's the real killing move of Chiba."

"Master, you don't want to die young." Zhao Cheng's spirit of wind turns and looks pitifully at Chen Banxian.

"Of course not!"

Chen Banxian glared and said, "if I want you to die earlier, I won't have to save you again and again. However, you are a real boy. You haven't been on the road for a few years. How many people have you offended? For a while, they are Japanese masters, and for a while, they are heaven breaking masters. Tell me, how many masters have you provoked? "

"There is another Qin Yuzi." Zhao Chengfeng is weak.

"Damn it

Smell speech, Chen Banxian eyes all stare straight, "nothing, you provoke Qin Yuzi that old stubborn why?"? Did you hit his apprentice, or what? "

"It's nothing. I don't like him. Of course, he didn't like me first." Zhao Chengfeng also didn't elaborate. It's about the things around the leaders. He can't elaborate, or even can't say at all.

"You're a real troublemaker." Chen Banxian shakes his head and has nothing to do with Zhao Chengfeng.

This is Zhao Chengfeng, a typical thing.

"Master, I know I'm wrong. I'm sure I won't make trouble in the future. I'll try to make trouble less, and I won't disgrace you." Zhao Chengfeng promised.

After hearing these words, Chen Banxian was a little more comfortable. It's very difficult for him to correct his mistakes. He is still a good comrade.

"However, master, if you don't teach me some skills to press the bottom of the box, I can't guarantee that I won't disgrace you." Zhao Chengfeng then said: "I've been beaten and killed, but it's nothing. I can't recruit you to be black."

"Well, you son of a bitch, you are counting on me."

What kind of person is Chen Banxian? In addition, I have known Zhao Chengfeng for many years. How can I not know what Zhao Chengfeng thinks in his heart? Isn't he just thinking about his own skills?

"Hey, hey."

Zhao Chengfeng didn't feel embarrassed when he was stabbed. He said with a cheeky smile, "master, you are the best to me. You are closer than my father. You will never see me bullied, will you?"

"Chengfeng, I've given you all I can teach. The rest I can't teach is divination. Do you think it's boring. I know you don't believe it, but that's the truth. I really have nothing to teach you. " Chen Banxian said seriously, "I'm still saying that practice makes perfect. How many people practice Taiji in the whole world, but how many people have reached the level of their ancestor Zhang Sanfeng? "

"Master, there is really no unique skill to teach me?" Hearing this, Zhao Chengfeng is somewhat disappointed.

Chen Banxian shook his head. "It's gone."

"Then give me some pills, the one that can bring the dying back to life, and the one that can recover in a short time." Zhao Chengfeng held out his hand and didn't feel embarrassed at all.

"This..."

As soon as Chen Banxian heard this, he knew that he had been cheated. This boy used a very common routine of "seeking the best" which is the same as Tian Ji's horse racing.

"You boy, ah, I really can't help you. OK, I'll give you the pills. Ah, who let me meet you such an apprentice? " Chen Banxian shakes his head helplessly, takes out a porcelain vase from his pocket, and prepares to pour some for Zhao Chengfeng.

"Master, don't be so stingy, will you? I'm just your apprentice. Can't you just give it to me? What's the difference? " Said, Zhao Chengfeng with lightning speed, a grab over.

"Hey, i... ah!"

Chen Banxian felt a pain in his flesh, and waved his hand and said, "just take it. Anyway, every time you come to Lao Zhao's house, I'm sure I'll lose money. I think it's painful. OK, since you wake up, I'll go. In the future, you can do it yourself. "

With that, Chen Banxian shook his head and left.

"Master, take your time. My apprentice will love you forever. Hey, hey. " Zhao Chengfeng raised his head to answer the question, and looked at the porcelain vase happily, with a few small words written on it - little soul reviving pill.