Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

The cable car was repaired and Qian Lai and Liu Yong came down.

Both of them looked very defensive and walked very quickly, especially Qian Lai, who was wearing a suit.

Liu Yong protected him and walked towards Yan An. If you didn't know, you would think they were going to get into a luxury car instead of a security booth.

The three of them squatted tightly in the security booth.

Qian Lai and Liu Yong both looked at Yan An, one frowning and the other puzzled.

"Why did you leave so suddenly?"

"What's wrong with following the boss and enjoying the good food and drinks?"

Yan An answered Liu Yong first, "You can ask Agent Qian for the specific reasons. I've already explained them once, and I won't repeat them because the emotions are complicated."

Then he looked at Qian Lai and said, "Because of what's written on the note, I have something urgent to do. So what happened that requires such caution?"

Qian Lai sighed and moved; his legs felt a little numb.

"Your information has been exposed. You'd better stay in the mountains until the traffickers are caught. Otherwise, you won't be able to withstand their retaliation."

"What?" Yan An's lips opened and closed, "How did it get exposed? My business is really urgent."

"Boom."

Something hit the glass of the security booth, making a loud noise.

Yan An listened to the heartbreaking feeling in his mind increase a little bit, and quickly turned on the switch to suppress the bad luck.

The heart-wrenching value has reached 13%, a historical high.

The security guard outside the security booth was honest and simple, and he was not young anymore. He looked like an ordinary worker. Yan Anxun thought about letting them in quickly.

When I stood up and looked, I saw that the other person had already equipped his weapons and was looking around vigilantly.

There were also a few people who gestured to each other behind the cover and walked away, apparently to catch the sniper.

Yan An squatted back silently.

It turns out that the masters are among the people.

In this dangerous world, maybe she should get a gun instead of just throwing stones.

"How urgent is your matter?" Qian Lai asked with a frown.

Yan An glanced at the bulletproof glass with some marks on it.

"If I don't go back and deal with it quickly, I'll be in trouble."

She was telling the truth, but Qian Lai shortened her words to: Yan An will be in trouble if he doesn't leave.

That's it?

Qian Lai sent a message to Song Bojian.

Yan An knew that he was reporting, and while waiting patiently, he wondered in his heart what had gone wrong in Qing City.

Is it Zhao Mingzhao or Yan Xichen who gets involved between the male and female protagonists?

Qing City, in Fu Shen’s office.

Zhao Mingzhao was sitting lazily on the sofa, holding a cup of iced coffee in his hand.

His eyes fell on Fu Shen's gloomy face.

"Brother Fu, do you already know that my savior was chased by a group of rats?"

Fu Shen frowned behind his desk, "What?"

"Huh?" Zhao Mingzhao was surprised. "Isn't that why you're talking about this? I thought you were obsessed with my savior, and you were annoyed that she was being targeted."

Fu Shen frowned, "What's wrong with Yan An?"

Zhao Mingzhao shook his head. "I don't know. It's just that there's a rumor in the circle that she's being targeted. After all, she's my savior, so I have to take care of this matter. Brother Fu, you don't mind, do you?"

Fu Shen's brows furrowed even more tightly. "What are you going to do?"

Zhao Mingzhao's peach blossom eyes curved, and a cynical smile appeared on his pretty face.

"I'll help you lure away the girl you don't like. I'll make a sacrifice and be her boyfriend temporarily, so that those people won't dare mess around."

Fu Shen pinched his brows and said, "Just do whatever you want, and don't cause any trouble."

"I'll be careful, Brother Fu." Zhao Mingzhao stood up and straightened his shirt. "I'm going to pick up my future girlfriend who's working as my assistant. Contact me if you need anything."

He took a long stride, walked away with a swagger, went home, got in his car and rushed to Beijing.

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"Okay, then I'll trouble you, Brother Liu." Yan An said.

Liu Yong nodded innocently, "No problem, my boss asked me to take you back. I guarantee your safety."

The fact that Song Bojian didn't allow Yan An to return to Qing City by plane or high-speed train coincided with Yan An's own idea.

Being unlucky is one thing, but now there is an assassination attempt, and we cannot implicate others.

She was considering whether she should live directly in Fu Shen's company when she returned to Qing City.

By observing the male and female protagonists at close range, their life safety is also guaranteed.

After a while, someone drove a car. Yan An said goodbye to Qian Lai and got in the car. Liu Yong drove her back to Qing City.

In the car, Yan An thought about it and sent a WeChat message to Song Bojian.

"Thank you for your concern, boss. I have to leave now because it's urgent. Sorry. I'll be back to take over the assistant's work after I finish my work."

Two minutes later, Song Bojian replied with one word: "Yeah."

After receiving it, Yan An turned off the screen and went to sleep.

Liu Yong wanted to go downstairs to buy food and asked Yan An to stay in the car.

Yan An felt something was wrong and asked if it was possible that the car exploded just after he left.

Liu Yong was stunned by what she said. He walked around the car with something in his hand and said there was no bomb.

Then Yan An said to buy food with packaging bags, and not to buy lunch boxes or something like that.

Liu Yong gave a thumbs up and said, "An An, I feel like you have more experience than me."

Yan An, "This concerns my life, so I have to be cautious."

Liu Yong smiled and closed the car door.

When he came back, he bought a bag of food, which turned out to be sealed packages of bread, snacks and the like.

The two continued on their journey, and when they left Beijing, problems arose.

Bullets rained down on the car, but fortunately the car they were riding in was particularly resistant to fire.

Liu Yong turned around and shouted, "An An, we'd better go back first. There are too many people here."

Yan An, "...I think it's okay."

Yan An, who was hit hard by reality, returned to the mountain in shame.

In the evening, Yan An took a bath, changed into home clothes, and drank the calming soup cooked in the temple.

While drinking...the bowl broke.

Reminded that his heart-wrenching value had risen a bit, Yan An threw the bowl away without hesitation.

It’s already 3:00 PM… Jiang Xiaobai’s phone is also unreachable. Could he be imprisoned in a play?

Do you want to fight the demon spirit?

The person who was about to enter stopped and took a step back.

Almost hot soup to wash your feet.

Yan An looked up in surprise and explained, "The bowl was broken. I didn't mean to do that."

When I said it, I felt like it was a bit like admitting my guilt.

Yan An stood up from the bed and didn't explain, "Boss, is there anything wrong?"

Song Bojian looked at her and said, "You can't sleep in tomorrow. Accompany me to meet an elder."

"Hmm..." Yan An wanted to say that she didn't have the energy to do the assistant's job now, and if she wasn't careful, she would bring Song Bojian into trouble.

"I'm not asking you to work, just go out with me."

"I've been a bit unlucky lately." Yan An told the truth.

Song Bojian was stunned for a moment, "It doesn't matter, I've been pretty unlucky lately."