The female president's mad dragon bodyguard

In the capital city, the housekeeper ran to the door of Mr. Gao's room impatiently with a smile on his face.

"Master, he's gone."

The figure standing with its hands behind its back paused for a moment, then turned around with a calm expression.

"Is the antidote enough?"

The steward hesitated for a moment, then bowed and said, "Everything is according to your order."

Old Man Gao laughed out loud, the folds on his face were like a blooming chrysanthemum.

He finally smiled, apparently satisfied.

It's not easy to solve the two confidant's serious problems at once, how can Mr. Gao be unhappy.

Recalling the rampant look on that man's face when he came looking for him a few days ago, Mr. Gao only felt that ten thousand deaths of this man was too light.

That day he went downstairs and beat up his bodyguard, walked in aggressively and said he wanted to have a good talk with him.

Later, the captain of this group of bodyguards was alarmed. He had never seen the power of a man, but he saw his brothers lying on the ground in disorder, so he had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and bring the man in front of Mr. Gao.

Even if Mr. Gao has seen all kinds of big scenes, but after all, he almost died in his hands, so he is still a little afraid of him.

The man clearly saw the flicker of panic in Mr. Gao's eyes, and laughed and teased him that he hadn't improved compared to eight years ago, but that he was just getting older.

The ridiculed old man Gao could only pretend to be calm and asked him what he wanted to do.

At that time, the butler on the side was already so frightened that he was about to fuck off.

He clearly remembered that monster-like man sitting on Mr. Gao's sofa with a smile on his face, and there were jokes and sarcasm in his eyes that they could clearly see.

"Before I leave, I also want to ask you if you really want to let me go. As long as I help you kill that person, you will let me go free."

Of course not, Mr. Gao pondered for a while, then nodded slowly.

"Of course it is, but you must kill him, and take his head in exchange for your freedom."

After finishing speaking, he took out the photos in the notebook and shook them in front of the man's eyes.

"The man in this photo is called Ye Lengfeng, your mission is to kill him."

"Ah."

The man chuckled: "I don't know what kind of difficult person to deal with that made you choose to take the risk and release me."

Mr. Gao was still silent, and he didn't know how difficult Ye Lengfeng was to deal with, but ordinary people definitely couldn't deal with him.

Several mercenaries from the Gao family have fallen into Ye Lengfeng's hands, he can no longer take the risk of using ordinary people to deal with him.

Only by letting this monster make a move, both of them will be hurt, and he will reap the benefits of the fisherman.

"How do you talk to Mr. Gao? Now you have to think clearly, if he didn't give you this opportunity, you would have to stay in the cold and dark basement for the rest of your life."

The captain of the bodyguard at the side couldn't take it anymore, and couldn't help but reprimanded the man.

The bodyguard who brought the man seemed to want to show his loyalty in front of Mr. Gao, but he didn't expect that it was this sentence that cost him his life.

The man grabbed the bodyguard by the collar and threw him hard against the wall.

"Oh!"

The bodyguard, who was alive and well just now, was lying on the ground like a broken rag doll, only exhaling but not inhaling.

The butler couldn't figure out who could lift a grown man with one hand.

The power of this monster is really terrifying.

The butler buried his head lower, not wanting the monster to notice him.

Seeing this man kill his bodyguard in front of him with his own hands, Mr. Gao was extremely angry, and knew that this was a blatant provocation.

But now is not the time to turn against him.

"If there is anything you can talk about, there is no need to go to war. If I don't sincerely want to let you go, there is no need to let you out."

After staying in the cold and dark basement for eight years, Mr. Gao did not believe that men do not desire freedom.

After a long silence, Mr. Gao seemed to hear the man's sneer.

"I know best what you, an old man, can do. You can still let me go? I guess after I kill someone for you, you will immediately turn your face and deny anyone."

Let him guess his purpose, Mr. Gao is not surprised.

He just denied it, wanting to minimize the man's suspicion.

"I just think it's time to settle the grievances between me and you. As long as you can help me kill that person, then we won't mess with each other."

Hearing his sonorous and forceful voice, the man couldn't help but began to doubt, could this man really let him go?

"Okay, I'll just trust you for now. If you dare to play tricks in front of me again, even if I don't want the antidote, I will drag your family to be buried with me before I die."

Mr. Gao only felt that his scalp was numb and his eyes were staring.

It has been many years since he sat in this position.

Today's man made him feel oppressed for a long time, and Mr. Gao himself hated this feeling.

"I will bring you enough antidote to ensure that you can kill Ye Lengfeng in a normal state, and I will tell you where the permanent antidote is after you complete the task. It will never happen again.”

"Oh?"

The man stared at old man Gao with a half-smile.

"If you don't give me the real antidote by then, what should I do?"

It made him guess his purpose again, and old man Gao felt that cold sweat was about to drip from his forehead.

This man really hasn't stepped back at all.

"It won't be too late for you to kill me again, but this time I really want to cooperate with you. No matter what you say, I will still say that."

Mr. Gao looked calm, the man's eyes swept across his face, and the expression of a smile on his face became more obvious.

"It's best to be like this. If I find out that you are cheating on me, then I will definitely try my best to kill you. It is definitely not like giving you a chance like eight years ago."

After that, he stood up, opened the door and walked out.

"Go tomorrow and arrange some useful people for me."

Mr. Gao wiped the cold sweat off his forehead with lingering fear, and glared dissatisfiedly at the housekeeper who was cowering beside him.

"He didn't talk to you either, how can you be so scared?"

The housekeeper explained that he was not very scared at first, but that he was so scared because the monster killed someone in front of him.

After hearing his words, old man Gao remembered the bodyguard just now.

He was lying on the ground beside him, seemingly not breathing.

Mr. Gao couldn't imagine his face now, but it must be extremely ugly.

"Pull it out and bury it."