My cool female president

These songs sound so touching, why did they change them? Of course Zhang Yang didn't listen to Xue Qingqing.

"Tell me why, the Range Rover you drive is mine." Xue Qingqing felt that Zhang Yang was a little strange, and dared to ask herself why.

I am the owner of a Range Rover, and Zhang Yang is just a driver. Isn't it up to me to decide what songs to play in my car?

"Although the car is yours, I'm not the driver. Besides, this car is in contact with me most of the time." Zhang Yang said that one is more than two when talking about nonsense.

"Are you going to change it or not?" Xue Qingqing didn't care so much, and asked Zhang Yang directly.

"No change." Zhang Yang replied without turning his head, his tone was very firm, it was obvious that he would not change.

"Okay, you have the guts." Xue Qingqing was immediately outraged by Zhang Yang, and her breathing was a little short.

Zhang Yang thought to himself, of course he has the guts, but he is still a man without the guts.

Zhang Yang originally thought that Xue Qingqing would just talk about it, but who knew that Xue Qingqing would actually pull the memory card in the Range Rover.

Zhang Yang took a quick step forward and blocked Xue Qingqing's hand, just as Xue Qingqing was preparing for the next move.

Zhang Yang's ears moved, and his sixth sense keenly caught a hint of danger: "Get down!"

Zhang Yang yelled at Xue Qingqing violently, before he could explain anything to Xue Qingqing, Zhang Yang threw Xue Qingqing down.

Zhang Yang was sitting in the driver's cab, and Xue Qingqing was in the passenger cab. When Zhang Yang threw Xue Qingqing down, Xue Qingqing's head fell into Zhang Yang's arms.

Being impartial, she won the bid directly, which made Xue Qingqing's face turn red, and she immediately became angry: "Sex maniac, what are you doing, pervert!"

Xue Qingqing thought that Zhang Yang did it on purpose, just to take advantage of her, but this made Xue Qingqing so angry that it was fine if she didn't change the song, but she still took advantage of her so openly? !

What did he think of himself?Don't you know that you are his master? !Xue Qingqing was so furious that she raised her head and was about to tear Zhang Yang apart.

"You nymphomaniac!" Just as Xue Qingqing was about to reach out to slap Zhang Yang's face, she saw Zhang Yang's serious face.

This made Xue Qingqing stunned, and hurriedly looked in the direction of Zhang Yang's gaze, Xue Qingqing was stunned.

I saw a heroic Briton standing not far from the Land Rover Range Rover. The man looked to be in his 20s, very young, with fair skin like a girl, blond and blue eyes, he was indeed a Briton.

The blond Briton held a pistol in his hand, and the black muzzle was aimed at the Range Rover.

Just gunshots? !Xue Qingqing thought of something, and involuntarily set her eyes on the windshield of the Range Rover.

A bulging hole was hanging right in front of her, Xue Qingqing slowly looked behind her, and saw that the leather seat she was sitting on had been punched a hole the size of a bean.

Xue Qingqing seemed to understand why Zhang Yang threw herself down just now, and at the same time Xue Qingqing was thankful that Zhang Yang threw herself down.

Otherwise, not only the leather seats would be pierced, even Xue Qingqing herself would be pierced by the black bullets.

Zhang Yang obviously saved her, but she mistakenly thought that Zhang Yang was trying to take advantage of her, Xue Qingqing's face turned a little ashamed.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Zhang Yang: "Don't talk, there is something to talk about when you get home!"

Zhang Yang stared at the Briton in front of him with scorching eyes. From this Briton, Zhang Yang felt a sense of threat.

You must know that Zhang Yang came out of the Bliss training camp, and his ability to perceive danger has long since reached the point of perfection.

As long as there is a little bit of danger, Zhang Yang can feel it. Zhang Yang just sensed a little bit of danger, and fortunately he was aware of it, otherwise Xue Qingqing might have already succeeded.

However, Zhang Yang admired the Briton for hiding his aura so well. If it wasn't for the fury he showed when he shot at the end, Zhang Yang might not have noticed the danger.

This is the strength of a mercenary, a smile hung on the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth, and the task that Mr. Shen entrusted to Zhang Yang was to protect Xue Qingqing's safety.

Said that Xue Qingqing was retaliated by a rival company, and the other party hired a well-known overseas mercenary organization.

Zhang Yang had been guarding Xue Qingqing 24 hours during this time, just because he was afraid that mercenaries would appear, but he waited for a long time.

Just when Zhang Yang thought that this group of mercenaries would never show up, they came!Yes, if I guessed correctly, the Briton in front of me should be a foreign mercenary who wanted to murder Xue Qingqing.

Interesting, interesting, Zhang Yang licked his lips, he had been bored in Shanghai for so long just to wait for them to show up.

Well now, this group of mercenaries finally showed up. Zhang Yang felt that something interesting was coming, so he cheered up immediately, and he didn't feel bored at all.

Xue Qingqing naturally also saw the fighting spirit emanating from Zhang Yang's body. This strong fighting spirit attracted Xue Qingqing.

It was the first time that Xue Qingqing felt that Zhang Yang was handsome like this, she couldn't help but nodded, and held back what she wanted to say.

And the Briton was about to run away after seeing that he had missed, but Zhang Yang would make him happy, the answer was no! ! !
That's right, Zhang Yang disappeared in place instantly, blocking the way for the British to escape: "This foreign friend, since you are here, let's say a few words, what do you mean by running?"

Zhang Yang raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, and said to the Briton.

The Briton didn't intend to get entangled with Zhang Yang. His target was Xue Qingqing. Since he couldn't kill him with one blow, there was no need to stay. It was better to go first.

The Briton prepared to leave with all his strength, but he couldn't, because no matter which way he ran, Zhang Yang could reach that place one step ahead of time.

The Briton gritted his teeth, knowing that he had encountered a serious problem. He knew that if he wanted to leave here, he had to get rid of Zhang Yang in front of him.

The Briton didn't say anything, he just took out his pistol and shot Zhang Yang twice in the head.

The distance between Zhang Yang and the Britons was very close, less than ten meters, if they fired at such a close range.

The hit rate is [-]%, and the British's marksmanship can be described as a hundred paces, and they seldom miss, so the British are very confident that their shot can kill everyone.

Even the Briton didn't watch it. He knew that Zhang Yang would turn into a dead man in the next second, but in the next second.

All the bullets fired by the Britons grazed Zhang Yang's body, none of them hit Zhang Yang.

Just when the Britons felt that Zhang Yang must die, a cool wind blew behind him.