Super bodyguard of female CEO

"Now we are..." Yamamoto asked.

"Do whatever you should, and fight with Zhao Chengfeng tomorrow night!" Yamaguchi clenched his teeth, turned and left the headquarters of Yamaguchi group, boarded the car and went straight to the residence of the defense minister.

"Elder martial brother, Zhao Chengfeng, how can you escape this time?" Yamamoto is very confident in Yamaguchi.

You know, Shankou Zhenbang is regarded by Shifu as a rare genius in Japan. At the age of 40, he took over the mantle of Shifu. In recent years, the reason why Shankou group has been able to carry forward and go to a higher level has been attributed to Shifu. It is precisely because of the presence of the senior brother that the Yamaguchi formation plays an important role in the martial arts circle of the whole Japanese nation, even in the whole Japanese nation. Even the Japanese national defense chief has to give some face.

Isn't there an old saying in China“ It's hard for a strong dragon to beat a local snake. "Even if Zhao Chengfeng is a dragon crossing the Yangtze River, when he comes to the three-thirds of an acre of the Japanese Empire, he has to be on the plate if it's a dragon, and he has to lie down if it's a tiger.

Anyway, Yamamoto is not optimistic about Zhao Chengfeng.

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"Didi... Didi..."

Zhao Chengfeng narrowed his eyes. When he was in a daze, the phone rang again. When he touched it, it was a call from his family.

"Hello, old man, how did you remember to call me?" After the phone rang for a while, Zhao Chengfeng picked it up slowly and said, "I can tell you, you still owe me 10 billion."

"Cough, when did I owe you money?" Zhao Feilong was so angry on the phone that he almost didn't die of anger. Every time he didn't support himself, he seemed to be unhappy.

"Come on!"

Zhao Chengfeng said: "the day before yesterday, I talked to Jiangling and anbai on the phone. They have already returned to the capital and brought your grandson with them. I remember someone said that as long as they add incense to Lao Zhao's family, they would give me 30 billion yuan. They have already called 20 billion yuan, but there is still 10 billion yuan to go. What, do you want to go back? If you go back, you're a bastard

"Damn it Zhao Feilong was so angry that he felt like a son to others. He was bullied by this bastard all day long.

"I'm so angry that I gave birth to such a stupid thing like you!" Zhao Feilong said angrily: "don't worry, you can't lose a cent of that 30 billion."

"Well

Zhao Chengfeng nodded, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "if you are like this, I can barely recognize you as Laozi, otherwise there is no way."

"You son of a bitch, do you believe I'll deal with you? I'm so angry Zhao Feilong is more and more angry when he listens to it. The boy's words are getting worse and worse.

Hearing that the old immortal was itching with hatred on the other end of the phone, Zhao Chengfeng was very happy. He thought to himself, "let the old immortal throw me into the mountain in those years, and I will not die for you when I die. I am so angry with you!"

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to bother with you. I'm calling you because I have something to ask you." Zhao Feilong also knows his son's temperament. He can't really be angry. He's not sure whether he can bear it or not. He'll slap him to death.

"Well, ask." Zhao Chengfeng light way, never die of call to oneself, absolutely won't just boast so simple.

Zhao Feilong said, "are you in Japan now? Ready to fight Yamaguchi? And in the afternoon of the war, he said that he wanted to live all over the world, didn't he? "

"Yes, what's the matter?" Zhao Chengfeng answered. It's no surprise that Lao Budie knew about it.

In Zhao Chengfeng's impression, there are few things that Zhao Feilong can't do. Although this old man is very annoying, he has to admit that this annoying old man is very capable, can do things and can make trouble.

"Well done!"

Zhao Feilong yelled excitedly over the phone: "this is what my son Zhao Feilong did. A good man should fight to kill the enemy. Now there are signs of recovery in the Japanese nation. This will certainly suppress the arrogance of the Japanese nation."

Hearing this, Zhao Chengfeng was surprised. He thought that the old man would stop him. Listening to this, he not only didn't stop him, but also supported him.

"I have nothing else to ask for in this battle. In a word, kill ya'er." Zhao Feilong continues to say, the rich bass appears very domineering.

"Nonsense!"

Zhao Chengfeng said: "I've been working hard. I'm sure I'll kill myself if I want to do it. Otherwise, it's boring. And, as you should know, I'm not only here to kill people, I have a mission. "

"Then get the job done." Zhao Feilong said: "this call is to tell you that your wife and children have me watching with your mother. Everything is very good. You don't have to worry. Let go and do what you want to do. I'm your strongest backing."

Hearing that, Zhao Chengfeng didn't know what to say for a moment. He had never heard Lao Tzu say such words about maintenance, or even short protection. When he suddenly heard that, how could he feel a little moved?

"Well, I see." Zhao Chengfeng answered and didn't know what to say.

"Well, that's all. Do yourself a favor." Zhao Feilong seems to have noticed that his son's mood is not right, some subtle changes, also don't say much, directly put down the phone.

Zhao Chengfeng looks at the phone in a daze. He wants to call other women to say hello. However, after thinking about it, he still gives up. The more he says, the more he cares.

"Ah

With a faint sigh, Zhao Chengfeng leans on the bed and thinks about what his father just said. He suddenly finds that no matter how bad his father was to himself, his blood feelings are constantly abandoned in any case.

Perhaps, the old man just one or two words of a little intimate, let Zhao Chengfeng touched, vaguely excited.

"Didi... Didi..."

Who knows, Zhao Chengfeng did not distract for a few minutes, the phone rang again, the difference is that this time the phone call is a kid.

As soon as Zhao Chengfeng saw that it was a kid calling, he guessed that it was mostly Pang Hu's business, so he went to the toilet, turned on the tap and whispered, "how about it? Are we all clear? "

"It's clear." Little pimp: as like as two peas, the message of his Pang is exactly the same. And his mother's message can also be determined that the poisoned woman on the South Vietnam border died two years ago, and died of drug traffickers. At that time, Pang Hu became a bounty hunter. "

"Then why is he so good at tracking?" Zhao Chengfeng asked.

"Nose."