Female President's Bodyguard

Yang Yanli was so frightened that her legs went limp, and she sat tightly against the inner wall, crying into tears.

But before Yang Yanli could speak, someone sneered at the toilet door.

He froze on the spot, followed the sound, and saw Xu Qing standing at the door with arms folded, sneering at him.

"Are you the new security guard?" The middle-aged man raised his pants and asked suspiciously.

"I'm your new uncle."

Xu Qing said bluntly, "I've been waiting for you for so long, I finally got you out, you bastard."

At this time, Yang Yanli heard Xu Qing talking in the toilet, and suddenly she didn't know where to get a burst of strength, and ran out of the toilet cubicle in a hurry, trying to rush towards Xu Qing.

The new clothes that Yang Yanli just bought were torn apart.

But Yang Yanli didn't care too much, she still stumbled to Xu Qing's side, clutching her chest tightly to prevent her clothes from falling off, her body was trembling uncontrollably.

After sniffing for about seven or eight seconds, he shrunk his neck, sucked his teeth, and praised:
"It's delicious."

Seeing him like this, Xu Qing and Yang Yanli felt a chill in their hearts at the same time: I have seen a pervert, but I have never seen such a pervert!

At this moment, Yang Yanli regained her senses from the shock, and saw that the other party was holding the underwear torn from her body, so intoxicated by it, she couldn't help blushing and spit:
"Smelly shameless hooligan, disgusting!"

"Xu Qing, beat him to death quickly! Take my clothes back and burn them. I'm so disgusted! I will never wear such clothes again!"

Xu Qing also felt that this person was a bit too perverted. If a disgusting guy like this fell into his hands, who knew how many inhuman humiliations and abuses he would suffer?

Thinking of this, Xu Qing felt that this person was definitely not allowed to stay, so he stepped forward immediately.

The opponent also attacked decisively, preempting Xu Qing with a move, and punched out first.

Xu Qing sensed the opponent's fierce punch, and he let out a "huh" first, then dodged and dodged, and when the two figures intersected, he suddenly raised his knee and slammed into the opponent's lower abdomen.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man was very fast, despite the fact that the two of them were quite close, and Xu Qing's movement of pushing his knee was quite fast, but this guy still jumped up before the knee hit him.

Seeing this, Xu Qing stretched out his hand to grab the opponent's ankle, but he caught it, but because the opponent was wearing wide rubber shoes, he pulled his foot out of the air with a whoosh, and Xu Qing grabbed an empty shoe in his hand .

The middle-aged man jumped back two meters and leaned against the window.

Xu Qing didn't wait for him to stand still, raised the rubber shoe that he had grabbed in his hand, took aim and threw it over.

The middle-aged man hurriedly turned his head to avoid it. After the rubber shoe broke through a few window sills, he fell downstairs.

The middle-aged man snapped off two broken window edges from the window, copied one on the left and one on the left, and the sharp cuts were like two daggers, and rushed towards Xu Qing while waving them.

Xu Qing went head-on, and when the opponent stabbed with two sticks, he stretched out his hands to grab each other's wrists.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man suddenly changed his move midway, raised his arms a few points in a swish, raised two sticks, changed from stabbing to stabbing, and stabbed towards Xu Qing's chest.

But he was short, and although his arms were raised, they were still within the range of Xu Qing's arm span, so Xu Qing didn't stop, and continued to catch him.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man originally used two-thirds of the moves, but at the moment the two met, he changed his moves again!

This time, the middle-aged man sank down suddenly, and squatted beside Xu Qing's feet, with two pointed short sticks in his hands, they split left and right like scissors, and cut towards Xu Qing's ankles respectively.

Xu Qing was stunned: This guy is really good at taking advantage of his body!
He himself was short, and he became even shorter after squatting down.

If it were any other normal person, Xu Qing would just have to bend his elbows and knock down when faced with this move, and he would hit the opponent's back.

But at this time, Xu Qing originally planned to do this, but suddenly noticed that the middle-aged man squatting down was too short, if he wanted to bump into him, he had to squat down too.

The situation was critical, and Xu Qing couldn't afford to make any more calculations, so he immediately gave up the dismantling move that he had thought of long ago, and jumped up with his feet on the ground.

Just when the soles of his feet were less than [-] centimeters from the ground, the middle-aged man's short stick had already sliced ​​across, making a shrill piercing sound in the air.

The middle-aged man missed, and immediately jumped up, the short stick in his hand went up from bottom to top, trying to disembowel Xu Qing in mid-air!
Xu Qing hadn't landed yet, so it was difficult to adjust his movements, but seeing the opponent attacking from the bottom, he couldn't take it hard.

In a blink of an eye, he suddenly saw the ceiling obliquely in front of his head, and immediately took it into consideration.

The piece of the ceiling fell off the shelf a few inches, and Xu Qing could reach it with his hands when he jumped up, and immediately pulled it down.

I saw the [-] square centimeter ceiling smashed down with a bang, but it just happened to pass by Xu Qing's face, and hit the middle-aged man impartially.

When the middle-aged man saw this, he didn't take it seriously, and bumped into him head-on.

Unexpectedly, the ceiling was made of plaster, upon impact, it immediately shattered into powder, floating all over the room, and at the same time poured a lot into the eyes of the middle-aged man.

The man who listened to it immediately felt a burning pain in his eyes, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Xu Qing followed suit, and was about to kick the middle-aged man who was sitting on the ground rubbing his eyes.

But even though the guy's eyes were hurting, he reacted very quickly. When he sensed the wind coming from his feet, he pushed his hands to the ground without saying a word, and he slid to the wall with a squeak.

Not waiting for Xu Qing to chase after him, the guy skilfully grasped the window sill, then slipped through the narrow window, jumped to the top of a big tree two or three meters away, slid down with his arms around the tree, and flipped over quickly. The wall ran away.

The middle-aged man's escaping movements are done in one go and are quite coherent. It seems that he has done this a lot.

What surprised Xu Qing was that that guy seemed a little familiar to him, as if he had met him somewhere before...

"Damn it, it couldn't be such a coincidence, right? If the old Taoist Ciyun knew about this, he wouldn't know what to think!"

Xu Qing sighed secretly while helping Yang Yanli back to the dormitory.