Douluo: You call this a toy

"Actually, my comrades mentioned to me that we should start a security company together. I'm not afraid of your jokes. I don't have the money. Otherwise, I would have agreed long ago. My security service will expire in three months and I don't plan to renew it."

I wonder which passionate man doesn't want to make a career, and Zhuang Han is no exception. He wants to be a mercenary abroad. The treatment is good and the salary is high, but the working environment is too dangerous.

Yang Fan picked up the wine glass and said, "Have you ever understood the conditions required for an individual to open a bodyguard company?"

Zhuang Han shook his head, "I didn't ask."

"Can you please tell me how much it would cost to start a bodyguard company like this?"

"What do you mean? You don't want to open one, do you?"

"I can find you a partner."

Yang Fan thought of Bai Feng first. As long as he told him, he would agree [-]%.

Zhuang Han's eyes showed anticipation, "Okay, let me ask."

The two drank happily until late at night, and Yang Fan dialed Leng Yao's phone out of nowhere, feeling dizzy.

"What time is it? You're still on the phone."

Hearing Leng Yao's unhappy scolding, Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you say that when I come back, you will entertain me well? I'll give you a chance, I'm in... the food court."

He glanced at the signboard and spoke in a tough tone.

"Drunk, right? Boring."

The day before yesterday, he promised not to come back for a few days, but now he actually said he was in the county. Leng Yao didn't believe it and hung up the phone directly.

Still not convinced, Yang Fan opened the WeChat video call and called for a while before the call was connected.

"Did you see? I'm really back. I have no place to stay tonight, so I have no choice but to take refuge in you."

"Really, are you really back?"

Immediately, he hung up the phone again, Yang Fan's eyes were still staring at the screen, because just now he seemed to have seen her wearing only underwear, but unfortunately the light was too dark and he couldn't see clearly.

"Is she your girlfriend? If I don't come to pick you up, I'll stay in the hotel with you."

Zhuang Han looked at him happily, thinking that drinking with close friends was so beautiful.

"Don't worry, someone will pick me up soon."

Yang Fan didn't believe that Leng Yao ignored him. If this was the case, she would not be treated for gynecological diseases in the future.

"Come on, keep drinking."

Usually, in order to protect Secretary Luo, Zhuang Han did not drink alcohol. Because he would not go to work tomorrow, he drank unscrupulously.

Before finishing the bottle of wine, a car drove from a distance, and then a beautiful figure walked towards the two of them.

"Officer Leng, what are you doing here?"

Seeing Leng Yao, Zhuang Han shook his head, confirmed that it was her, and stood up quickly.

"He came to pick me up."

Yang Fan looked back and said with a smile: "It came very quickly."

Leng Yao was a little surprised when she was drinking with Secretary Luo's driver, and shouted: "You drink so much, can you still walk?"

"No, no problem."

Yang Fan stood up unsteadily and said to Zhuang Han: "Call your wife and ask her to pick you up. I have to leave."

"You, you two, are actually...well, a perfect match."

Knowing that Zhuang Han had misunderstood, Leng Yao immediately made a call without explaining. Suddenly, her shoulder was pressed by a big hand. Just as she was about to scold her, Yang Fan leaned on his back.

Leng Yao instinctively got out of the way, and Yang Fan lay forward. She couldn't just watch him fall, so she grabbed his arm.

"Why drink so much?"

He carried him towards the car.

After finally putting him in the car, she was worried about where to take him. Her rental house was too small and she couldn't sleep there. After much deliberation, she had no choice but to go to a hotel.

Under the strange gaze at the front desk, Leng Yao checked in with her own identity, took the room card, and led Yang Fan, who was alone and drunk, upstairs.

This was the first time in her life that she had booked a room for a friend of the opposite sex, and she felt inexplicably nervous.

After entering the room, Leng Yao threw her on the bed and said displeasedly: "You are so drunk that you won't even know if I cut off your kidneys."

"Sleep well and I'll see you tomorrow morning."

Just as Leng Yao was about to leave, his arm was grabbed by a strong hand.

"Let go. If you don't let go, I'll take out the handcuffs."

It took a lot of effort to pry his hand away.

Leng Yao poured a glass of water and put it on the bedside table and said, "If you are thirsty, drink it yourself. If you want to vomit, go to the toilet. I can only help you with this."

After saying a few words to the air, she closed the door and left.

After Leng Yao left, Yang Fan slowly sat up, picked up the water glass and drank it all in one gulp.

She felt that Leng Yao was not loyal enough, so she should at least stay and take care of him.

What a waste of a beautiful night just passing by like this.

In the early morning, Yang Fan was boxing in the house. The door was opened and Leng Yao appeared at the door in casual clothes.

"woke up?"

Leng Yao thought that he would not get up until seven or eight o'clock.

"You practice in the winter, and in the summer, you get used to it."

Yang Fan was performing the "Eighteen Falls on the Clothes", speaking without stopping.

"What kind of punch did you hit?"

Leng Yao crossed her arms and admired it curiously.

"I'm sorry for you." Yang Fan responded.

"The secret skill of martial arts? Is it real or fake? It doesn't look like it."

"If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Thinking of her defeat at his hands that night, Leng Yao was still unconvinced. She clenched her fists and stepped forward, kicking Yang Fan three times in a row.

Yang Fan immediately used the "Eighteen Falls on Clothes" and knocked her out five times. Leng Yao was shocked. The moves were exquisite and used force to fight, which was completely different from her grappling and fighting.

"Have you studied martial arts?"

"No."

"Then how do you do it?"

"Learned it from the boxing manual."

Leng Yao remained silent.

It wasn't until Yang Fan finished practicing that she said, "Can you lend me the boxing score?"

"threw."

Yang Fan knew that she was interested in learning, so where could she get the boxing manual?

"How could you throw away the martial arts secret book?"

"I learned it, why not throw it away?"

Leng Yao's beautiful eyes turned slightly, "Then can you..."

"No, I don't accept apprentices."

Leaving him in the hotel and ignoring him, Yang Fan was so angry that he couldn't possibly teach her.

"You want to teach, but I don't want to learn yet. Why should I be afraid of a gun? There is a classic saying that no matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of a kitchen knife, not to mention that I have a gun."

In fact, Leng Yao was eager to learn, but because of her face, she would not beg him in a low voice.

"Although I don't accept disciples, I have taught no less than four people."

Leng Yao suddenly became hopeful again, "Pack it up and I'll take you to have breakfast."

He wanted to ask her to take him to the examination room after dinner, but Leng Yao answered the phone and left in a hurry. Is this what she called warm hospitality?I will sleep on the street from now on and will not contact her.

One p.m.

Yang Fan got off the bus and looked at the dirt road being built. He felt that the progress was too slow and it would probably not be repaired in another two months.

When he learned that he was back, Sun Erzhu drove to pick him up. When they first met, Yang Fan was shocked. He completely changed his appearance and looked like a black man.

"Don't you wear a hat when you work? Whose daughter likes you like this?"

"What's wrong? When you look at those black guys playing ball on TV, their girlfriends are sexier than the last."

"Can you compete with others? They can easily earn tens of millions of dollars by playing just a few games a year. Can you?"

Sun Erzhu thought for a moment, lowered his head, said nothing, and drove away with Yang Fan.