Female President's Bodyguard

The young man stretched out his hand: "My name is Sanmao, but everyone in my family calls me Third Young Master. Our relationship is different, so you can just call me Sanmao."

Cheng Feng is not polite, he thinks that they are equal when interacting with each other like this, if he calls the third young master, he will be inferior, and Sanmao looks very innocent, he doesn't seem like a person who conspires, so he is still willing to be with him He befriended.

"Sanmao, I can't stay here for long, I have to leave here, I'll give you my phone number, if anyone needs my help in the future, just ask, I will be obliged, but if you want to do something bad, don't come to me!"

Sanmao withdrew her hand, and seeing that he refused to shake hands with her, she felt very disappointed in her heart: "Except for doing bad things and needing help, I can handle other things. What do you think should be done?"

Cheng Feng was very depressed. When he met such an unreliable person, he felt that he was unlucky and could do nothing but slander him silently in his heart, thinking that he was not a good person at all. "I've already stated what I mean. Wait until you don't understand? I seem to be speaking Mandarin too, right?"

Sanmao slid down from the tree and nodded very solemnly, feeling extremely happy.

"What you said is very correct. What I mean is that since you don't want to, I won't force it. We can't talk about who will help anyone. This old guy is my deadly enemy, so the two of us Just friends."

Cheng Feng suddenly realized that he was talking about Uncle Jin. He wondered how Uncle Jin would offend such a child. Isn't he a very smooth person?
He slid down from the tree and stood opposite Sanmao, wondering why he had feuded with Uncle Jin?

"What's your holiday with him?"

"The festival between me and him started with my Tibetan mastiff. At first he listened to me quite well, but he didn't dare to go west when I said something, but Uncle Jin didn't know what method he used. Fate is obedience, how can you say I am willing?"

Cheng Feng has come to understand, if he finds that he is not convinced, you are also a big dog in your family who listens to the neighbor next door, of course he has another holiday with the neighbor next door, this is a normal thing.

"Yes, this old man is very cunning. He tricked me in just now and said he wanted to talk business with me, but after he tricked me in, don't threaten me and let me talk about impossible things. In the end, I didn't promise him, so he used These dogs came to threaten me."

Sanmao narrowed his eyes and was very happy. He knew that his judgment was correct. Everyone respected Uncle Jin and felt that he was a very powerful old man. Only he was not convinced and must win. This guy.

"Brother, I don't know what you call it. We are on the same front. We must join forces to deal with this old guy and beat him to pieces!"

"My name is Cheng Feng!" Cheng Feng told him his name and address without hesitation. Anyway, his name is also very common, so there is nothing to be found. "Uncle Jin seems to have a gun in his hand. We must find a place to hide, or I will lose my life if he plots behind his back."

Sanmao smiled triumphantly, and took him to his home, a small wooden house behind, closed the door, and opened the window inside the house: "This is my secret stronghold, no one knows, don't be afraid, That old guy must be scaring you, because I changed his gun, that one is a toy gun, his gun is really powerful, last time I took it out to shoot birds, every shot was accurate."

Cheng Feng was taken aback. He didn't dare to underestimate Sanmao. This guy is really powerful. He even knows this kind of thing. It seems that Uncle Jin has been figured out by him.

"Do you know anything about Uncle Jin?"

Sanmao searched for a while in a big wooden cabinet, and sure enough, he took out a black gun and handed it to Cheng Feng.

"Look, this is the one, definitely the original!"

Cheng Feng didn't reach out to take it, because he is skeptical about everything now, and he is afraid that the three treasures are also a pawn of Uncle Jin, and he will be unlucky at that time. This gun is not domestic, it must have been brought in from abroad .

"I don't understand, you should play with it yourself."

Sanmao's color dimmed first, he thought that Cheng Feng was also a very powerful guy, who could definitely help him, but he didn't expect that he didn't even know how to use guns.

Although he is very courageous, if he wants to fight Uncle Jin, he must have a brain as well as courage. Although he is very smart.

But he still looked young, he thought Cheng Feng was very powerful, and wanted to partner with him, but now seeing that he was afraid of guns, his heart was filled with depression, and he felt that he was completely looking up to him.

"Why are you so timid? I thought you were a ruthless character who could help me deal with Uncle Jin, but looking at you now, you are worse than me. How I rely on you is really sad."

Cheng Feng thought it was really funny, he looked like a good kid, what he said might not be true, because after all, she was not familiar with it, and it was impossible for her to tell her abilities to someone she had never met.

"It doesn't matter. Since you are so powerful, I can rely on you. When you need help, I can stand firmly by your side and support your decision. The two of us can handle it. Uncle Jin, right?"

Sanmao nodded vigorously, very happy in his heart. When he saw you, Cheng Feng turned pale, and quickly whispered to him: "Are you hungry? If so, wait a minute and I will go home to give you Bring something delicious and delicious, here is a sleeping bag, you can rest for a while."

After he finished speaking, he didn't care whether Cheng Feng agreed or not. He became heavier. He opened a broken bag in the corner of the house and pulled out a very delicate sleeping bag. After supporting Cheng Feng, he let him sleep in it.

Cheng Feng was a little worried, what if his Tibetan mastiff came back?He will definitely come to make trouble for himself, because they are friends, if he hurts his Tibetan mastiff, he will definitely be unhappy, so he asked a little unwillingly: "If your big dog comes back to make trouble for me ,what should I do?"

"If he dares to rush into this small wooden house, you don't hesitate to beat him to death. It's a waste of money to keep such a dog. It's a waste of money. It doesn't listen to me at all."

Cheng Feng was relieved, he was afraid of killing the Tibetan mastiff, and he had no way to explain it, after all, the Tibetan mastiff was not an ordinary dog.