The Evil Young lady Protector

Xiao Shili stepped on the brake hard, swung his tail over the front of the car and shot the man. Four people were killed in a flash.

He got out of the car, walked around the body, searched everyone, and found nothing special. Then he got into the Cherokee. "I'll drive this car to the next sentry, and you'll follow me."

Meiyu nods and rides on Harley. Xiao Shili looks at the map Du Mengfei sent him. There are nine secret sentries on the map. If he pulls out all the secret sentries one by one, it will take too long. I'm afraid he will miss the most favorable attack opportunity.

As the secret sentries were all set on the periphery, Xiao Shili thought about it and decided to avoid the secret sentries on the East and west sides and go around to the other side. He only pulled up the secret sentries on the north and south sides, and then made the sheltered heaven and the bulitang break through from the north side together. When they got close to the villa, they split into two groups and attacked from the East and west sides respectively.

He called Chang Kunyu and informed him of the temporary change. Then he drove to the next secret post.

"What's the matter, young master? Are you sick?"

A Filipino maid, with a plate in his hand, stood at a loss and asked cautiously in half cooked Chinese.

The young man lying in the chair didn't look very well. After sitting here for nearly an hour, he seemed to try his best to suppress his anxiety and uneasiness. Every few seconds, he had to look out of the dark window. There was no moon tonight. From here, he could only see a small lawn illuminated by the spotlight in the yard. Besides, It's the expensive car parked on the lawn.

"I'm fine. You go and help yourself." Su Ziyu waves his hand impatiently to drive away the Filipino maid. Looking at the middle-aged woman's buttocks as she leaves, he suddenly wants to press her on the carpet and insert her deeply behind him. Whenever he is upset, he always wants to vent his anger in this way, find an old woman or an ugly woman, and get some kind of masochistic pleasure.

At this time, the door of the room opened, and a middle-aged man in a white suit came in with a kind smile on his face

Su Ziyu frowned and came again. Whenever he wanted to be quiet, someone always bothered him. He was a Filipino maid just now, but now he is his father. By contrast, his father made him feel more depressed, because he could not drive his father away like a Filipino maid.

Su Qinan's facial features were very peaceful. He looked more like a serious businessman than the elder brother of the underworld. He sat down on another sofa and looked at his son carefully. "Ziyu, why do you look so bad today? Would you like a doctor to come and see you

"No, I'm fine." Su Ziyu turned his face to the other side. "The guests have already come. Dad should go and greet those people. Don't worry about me."

"No, Ziyu, I think there's something wrong with your mood today." Su Qinan said seriously, "from this morning, you suddenly asked me to temporarily change the location of the banquet to this ancient house. I agreed to your request, but you haven't told me why?"

Su Ziyu looked at his father and thought helplessly that if he didn't give him a satisfactory answer, he would be worried about himself this evening.

"All in all, it's intuition." Su Ziyu's eyes were on an oil painting on the wall. "Since this morning, I've had a sense of inexplicable anxiety. I always feel restless. Anyway, I think the wall of the headquarters is thicker than that of the hotel."

Su Qinan was stunned, and then he was amused by his son's humorous remarks. He reached out and patted Su Ziyu's head with a smile, but he stopped slightly in the middle of the air, and then patted him on the shoulder. "Son, are you a little worried? Today is your father's 45th birthday. All the people who come to celebrate are friends of the road and the influence of the axe gang in J city, No one dares to be ungrateful to us

Su Ziyu's face showed an expression of disgust. He just hated his father's self righteous argument, as if he were a God, as if he could do anything. He even hates such a father. If a man can't realize his shortcomings and admit his weakness, he is no different from a coward.

But he didn't extend this disgust any more. Instead, he stopped the car in time. After all, the leader of the gang is still his father, not su Ziyu. In theory, he still needs to rely on this old man to survive.

"Well, since you don't feel well, take a rest here." Su Ziyu patted his son's arm and stood up, "remember to come out when you cut the cake."

Su Ziyu frowned and looked at the man's back. When he came to the door, he suddenly said, "Dad, do you remember when we went swimming as a child?"

Su Qinan turned back, his eyes seemed to be recalling, "swimming..." he needed to remember too many things, it seems that he could not find the past with his son when he was a child.

Su Ziyu didn't care. He said faintly, "I felt very upset before I started. As a result, when I was in the swimming pool, I accidentally fell into the deep pool. If the lifeguard hadn't saved me, I might have died."

Su Qi Nan's expression froze for a moment, then lowered his head and murmured, "yes, that year you were only eight years old. It was all because your father was not good and didn't look good..."

"I'm not asking you to apologize or repent." Su Zi Yu Like interrupted as like as two peas in his eyes. "I just want to say that I feel like this today when I was eight years old."

Su Qinan looked at his son for a few seconds. Then he walked out of the door quickly and said to one of his entourage, "inform the two and three Hall leaders who stay here to double the guard force around the headquarters."

"Yes

Listening to his father's voice outside, Su Ziyu closed his eyes and said, "idiot."