Please make money.

Liu Shouzheng looked towards the window with a sinister look in his eyes, but compared to hatred, he felt more fear.

There were some things, some urban legends—preferably urban legends—that he had heard before.

The doctor came to examine his injuries and the final diagnosis was that Liu Shouzheng had a broken nose.

He said he hit the car, but the old police officer said no, and he said yes, and in the end no one could do anything.

Obviously, after a brief thought, Liu Shouzheng understood something very dangerous.

A red line was placed in front of him.

You must, absolutely, definitely, no matter what, never deal with Alia in 'that' way.

As long as they don't cross this bottom line, those people will not end up in trouble.

Boss Huo won’t do that, Mr. Chen won’t do that, and neither will those hidden in the darkness.

Liu Shouzheng didn't know whether these people were connected to each other, but it was obvious that he would not be a good enough match if any of them took him seriously.

He then asked his secretary to reach a mediation with Alia and prepared to leave Tianhai that night.

This is a fucking place!

A madman! A bunch of fools! Let them play together!

The mastermind behind the scenes was stopped by someone on the rooftop.

Two people, a rooftop, dim lights, and the flashing red lights of high-rise buildings telling the plane that there are buildings here.

The face in the dim light walked out of the darkness, looking like a healthy girl out for a night run.

"Student An Lele, you just came back from the North and haven't even put away your luggage yet. It's inappropriate for you to do such strenuous exercise, right?"

It turned out to be Alia’s good senior, Yu Ci Xin, with unspeakable beautiful legs in size 38 black stockings.

Standing under the light, An Lele took off her mask and said, "Senior Zhuang?"

"Hmm." Zhuang Cixin crossed his arms, walked over An Lele, and leaned on the rooftop with his back to her.

She was quite emotional: "If I had come a step later, would Liu Shouzheng be gone?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about. I'm just visiting a patient. Is there a problem?"

"It's great to be young...but there are some things you can't do in China. It's the rules."

"So who started it first?"

"If that happens, they'll die - no matter how chaotic things are outside, they can't follow suit at home, okay?"

"..."

"I hate him too, but if I resort to lynching just because I hate him, many other problems will arise. It's not appropriate."

After briefly assessing the situation, An Lele put away his diving knife: "If he makes a move, I won't let him go."

"Reasonable. If he does, I won't stop you."

"make a deal."

"I'm glad we're on the same page, Miss Warthog."

"Are you investigating me?"

"Rather than an investigation, it's better to say - be open and honest? Relax, your eldest daughter is on the VIP protection list."

To be honest, this girl really planned to get someone from outside to send a homemade plane directly to Xiao Liu.

Where did you learn this domineering temper?

Learn from your eldest daughter. She is so gentle. After all, it was just a bottle hitting her head...

"Where's Liu Shouzheng? Is he on the list too?"

"He didn't."

"Then why do you protect him?"

"Put yourself in my shoes. I am actually protecting Xiao Ai. It is rare to be untainted by the mud. I hope you can understand."

As Yu Ci Xin said this, he left the rooftop and when he reached the door, a business card flew over.

"The contact information of the security team. As long as they don't commit murder, arson or robbery, you might as well hire some of our own people when you travel far away in the future. They are good value for money."

An Lele tightened the bag on her back and looked at the card in her hand in the light from the rooftop.

On the front is a phone number, and on the back is a faintly visible gold-plated logo of a Great Wall beacon tower.

This sign - should it be said that Tianhai is indeed a big city?

There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers here...

"Ding-ling-ling——"

"Hello? Mr. Lei, ah, I just got back. I got off the high-speed train and took a taxi right away. I also brought some local specialties for the young lady... What? There is such a thing? I'm going to beat him up right now! Liu Shouzheng is looking for death - ahaha, how do I know it's Liu Shouzheng... I guessed, I guessed... Isn't this a coincidence..."

316-Ten Years of No Sound - Ai Rulin! ...

"What is this? A weird talk about rules?"

Yu Ci Xin went back to report on his work and looked at a roughly compiled document, which seemed to have some implications.

"I know you're upset, and I'm upset too."

Across the desk, the man who looked a bit like Boss Sakaki was stroking the orange cat in his arms.

"But our duty is to protect, not to destroy. You don't want your junior high school girl to become a murderer, do you?"

"...Next time you say something like this, can you please not check your watch to wait for the noodles to cook?"

"Oh sorry - but it won't taste good if you soak it for too long."

Throwing away the orange cat in his arms, the man opened the lid of the instant noodles: "Tell the truth - slurp - what do you think?"

"Who are you looking at?"

"Aliya."

"One lucky little cutie."

"Lucky?" The eldest brother lowered his head to eat noodles, and after a while he let out a long sigh: "According to the information we have obtained, it is very likely that the death of the King of Siam is related to her. Do you think such a guy who can assassinate the king is a little cutie?"

"Is the King of Siam worthy of the term 'assassination'?"

"Can you please focus on the point?"

"Isn't it the Tyrant Sword Qin Liuli?"

"Come on, does she need to do it herself?"

Ba Jian Qin Liuli is, in a sense, the invisible richest man in North America.

Of the three largest military defense contractors in North America, one is openly owned by her, and she has shares in two of them.

If people like this want to overthrow the regime, they won't fight to the death themselves. There are plenty of people who can do it for them with just a phone call.

In this regard, those anti-human gangs are indeed experienced...

After reading the information, the khaki senior frowned and said, "What I mean is that if I hadn't happened to intervene and blocked her, Liu Shouzheng would have died?"

"Who knows? But she still respects the rules of the family. She basically doesn't mess around. Outside, it's always someone else who provokes her."

The intelligence boss, who was slurping instant noodles, said vaguely: "We can't be bad guys no matter what, right?"

"..."

"Okay, that's it. Anyway, we can't lose our fine traditions."

“What fine tradition?”

"I will definitely not fire the first shot." The intelligence boss picked up the bowl of noodles and drank the soup, then he let out a long sigh of satisfaction: "Be a good person!"

……

……

"Do good people have to be pointed at guns?"

An Lele was very upset and slammed the table, "Why wasn't he the one being pointed at with a gun? Miss, say something!"

Alia was eating noodles and put down the bowl and burped.

"Huh...yes, good people have to be pointed at with guns, but there's also the second half of the sentence."

"What's the second half of the sentence?"

"Shoot first, I can kill you too."

"..."

"You said there's something wrong with my senior?"

"It's not a problem. She should be someone with an official background. She gave me this before."

Anlele knew what to hide from Alia and what to tell her.

Those things about the white puffer fish can be kept secret, and Anlele can have fun until he euthanizes.

But let’s talk about the serious matter - people are targeting us!

Ailia looked at the business card and thought to herself, it looks quite familiar. My sisters all had this thing.

It's been a while since I last saw you. I'm doing this now. Isn't this the ninth inning? Are you still here to make some extra money?

Fortunately, this world does not have any extraordinary power background. The Urban Dragon King is at most involved in some ancient martial arts family, but he does not have super powers.

Although until now, Alia has never tasted the sweetness of the Urban Dragon King...

"Miss, if you nod your head, I promise to give Liu Shouzheng to you without anyone noticing—"

An Lele made a gesture of scratching his neck and grinned, revealing his sharp little fangs.

It was obvious that there was no psychological pressure for her to kill these insects.

Alia looked at her suspiciously: "What are you thinking? Murder is against the law!"

"Then let him go?"

"Come on, I'm not going to let him go."

"It's hard for me to not let him go, but also not let him die!"

"Going to jail is his only way out. Before that, I want to get all his money."

For people like Xiao Liu, losing money is more painful than anything else.

Alia had no intention of letting him go, she just wanted to kill him and destroy his heart.

Why are you in such a hurry? Just play with him...

Huh? Now that I think about it, I am Mr. Huang?

"Well, let's just counterattack--oh and miss, I got this."

An Lele took out a gun license and a Glock and placed them in front of Alia.

"......?" Alia was full of questions: "How did you get this in China?"

Although this world is Blue Star, this country is called Donghuang.

But is it possible that everyone knows that this is our home?

It’s not uncommon for you to get this thing outside, but in China - are you serious?

"The mechanical and chemical industry department of the Ai Group had an official cooperation order before, and construction has already started. According to the relevant regulations on the protection of important personnel, you, Third Master, can be considered as the legal person of an important military industrial unit, and you have the permission to use guns for security. I went back and passed the review before."

"So after you've finished your investigation, you plan to kill Liu Shouzheng?"

"I just think that executing him is in line with my review of the legitimate reasons!"

"Ah Xi... It's over. From now on, the Urban Dragon King has to keep an eye on his personal school beauty and make sure she doesn't pull out a gun carelessly. What the hell is this?"

Who is protecting whom here?

Alia picked up the gun and skillfully took it apart to take a look. Yes, it was true.

So I feel very tired - is this thing useful?