I am the Great Protector of the Soldier King

Zhu Qingyu was about to put the masked man into the storage bag, when he suddenly saw a dark figure flashing at the door. He instinctively ducked, and there was a soft "bang" sound, and a bullet whizzed past his forehead.

He was suddenly frightened. The killer was holding a silent pistol. If he was hit, even if he was a master, he would be injured or killed.

He originally wanted to launch a magic bullet, but he was afraid of destroying the villa, so he used the teleportation spell to jump out of the door.

Outside the door, a masked man in night clothes is slowly moving from the door to the door. His steps are light, his body is slightly bent, and his pistol is half raised. From any angle, he is a well-trained professional killer. .

At this time, the killer arrived at the door. He did not waste bullets and did not fire. After a quick glance inside the room, he quickly retreated to the door and pressed against the wall. He saw his companion who fell on the ground, but did not see anyone else. It surprised him.

"Not good." He growled secretly, and immediately rolled forward to the door of the living room, searching the room with his bright eyes.

To his disappointment, there was still no one in the room, which gave him a huge panic. The man who was fighting with his companions just now didn't go out. Maybe he went underground.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he seemed to have made up his mind, took a deep breath, rolled forward twice in succession to Lu Yuanwu's bedroom, aimed at Lu Yuanwu's bed and fired twice.

But just when he thought he had accomplished his mission and wanted to leave, he realized that there was no one on the bed.

His whole body trembled violently, with a look of fear and panic in his eyes. After being stunned for three seconds, he ran away. When he reached the door, he shot his companion who was tied up on the ground twice with his backhand.

After running through the living room, he did not run out, but went to another bedroom. This bedroom was the room where Dr. Zhao rested. Because the lights were not turned on, the room was a little dark.

He took off his night clothes and pulled off his mask, revealing an apple face that was slightly wrinkled but still charming after decades of wind and rain, as well as shoulder-length hair and a slightly stout body.

When I came to the bed, I sat on the edge and was about to get on the bed, but I accidentally bumped into something sexy. I felt a thrill in my heart, and when I saw it, there was someone on the bed.

"Ah," she screamed, and she almost fell down in fright.

"Dr. Zhao, I just borrowed your bed to sleep. I'm sorry." A strong male voice came, and then a tall and straight figure stood in front of her.

"You, you, you are Zhu..." Dr. Zhao muttered in surprise.

"Why, you don't recognize me after only two hours." Zhu Qingyu smiled evilly and leaned towards her.

"You, don't come here. If you move again, I'll..." She said as she touched the pistol, but the gun was in the pocket of her night suit. After touching it for a few times, her legs began to tremble.

"Tell me, who ordered me to come to the Lu family as an undercover agent." Zhu Qingyu lit a cigarette and blew out a puff of smoke.

"Hahaha. This is a secret you will never know. Just give up." Dr. Zhao seems to be a bit righteous. If she plays a positive character, she would look a bit like an underground party member.

"Pfft." A punch hit his heart, and Dr. Zhao felt his internal organs shattered. He bent over and squatted down, holding his stomach.

"You brat...you, your skills...are quite fast..." Dr. Zhao burst into tears. She really didn't see clearly how Zhu Qingyu's punch came just now.

Zhu Qingyu threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out, then stepped forward and grabbed her collar. With a little force, she was suspended in the air, with a trace of panic in his eyes.

"You are Mr. Lu's family doctor. Are you tired of staying here? You are also colluding with the evil forces and want to kill Mr. Lu." Zhu Qingyu asked, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"He, he, he deserves it..." Dr. Zhao said laboriously, breathing heavily.

"Tell me why." Zhu Qingyu roared and applied more force.

Dr. Zhao's face began to turn blue, and he could no longer say what he wanted to say, and his hands and feet were struggling feebly in the air.

Zhu Qingyu really wanted to strangle her to death, but when he thought of digging out the person behind the scenes, he let go of his hand, and Dr. Zhao suddenly fell to the ground.

Dr. Zhao breathed heavily for a while, then suddenly pulled out a sharp knife from his leather boot and wiped it against his neck.

But just when the sharp knife was still two centimeters away from her neck, her relatively slender hand was clamped by a big hand, and then it was removed from the wrist. A huge pain spread throughout her body. She said "ouch" and the sharp knife " "Bang Dang" landed.

She glanced at Zhu Qingyu desperately, finally lowered her head and collapsed on the ground.

Zhu Qingyu sneered, and a rope flew out and tied her up. Then the storage bag was pulled out, and with a ray of divine light, Dr. Zhao turned into a little man the size of a thumb. With another wave of his hand, the little man rose up from the ground, flipped a few somersaults in the air, and then sank into the storage bag. .

When he walked to Lu Yuanwu's bedroom and pulled off the mask of the masked man, Zhu Qingyu was shocked. It turned out that this man was Boss Wang of Chaoyang Hotel.

At this time, he was shot twice by Dr. Zhao, blood spilled all over the floor, and he died. Zhu Qingyu kicked the corpse, collected the divine rope, and put him into the storage bag as usual.

Then he came to the study room and walked to the simple bed. Lu Lao Hongjun was already lying on the bed, his face was pale, and he was still in a deep sleep. Zhu Qingyu suddenly realized that a large dose of sleeping pills had been put into Dr. Zhao's medicinal soup, and it would take several hours for him to wake up naturally.

"Then why didn't Doctor Zhao just poison Mr. Lu to death?" Zhu Qingyu thought. But after thinking for a while, he finally understood that Dr. Zhao did not want to be the murderer. If she killed Mr. Lu directly, then she would be the biggest suspect. It would be impossible for her to lurk here any longer.

"The world is really dangerous." Zhu Qingyu sighed secretly and began to help Lu Yuanwu sleep.

He raised his hand, and a yellow-brown pill appeared between the thumb and index finger of his right hand. This was a Da Shen Xing Ling Pill, specially designed to relieve the symptoms of anesthesia and coma.

With a flick of his index finger, the Xingling Pill flew into Lu Yuanwu's mouth with a "pop" sound, and then slid down his throat with a "gulu" sound.

After about a minute, Lu Yuanwu blinked and woke up. He moved his mouth a few times and said, "What, what's going on? I seem to have had a nightmare."

"Mr. Lu, you finally woke up." Zhu Qingyu hurriedly helped him get up and said.

Lu Yuanwu shook his head and asked, "Xiao Zhu, didn't you go back? Why are you here?"

Zhu Qingyu looked at him, his Adam's apple twitching, and finally said: "The car was ambushed and burned halfway, Lu Feng was injured and hospitalized, Fang Xiaoming and Gao Er Lang were also..."

"Ah. Who did this..." Before Zhu Qingyu could finish speaking, Lu Yuanwu yelled, his eyes widened, and he fell down.

"Mr. Lu. Mr. Lu." Zhu Qingyu shouted, hurriedly pressing his right hand on his chest, and a burst of true energy entered his body.

A few minutes later, Lu Yuanwu woke up, coughed a few times, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm into the trash can in front of the bed. Zhu Qingyu supported him and kept pumping the energy.

After a few more minutes, Lu Yuanwu finally calmed down and asked, "How is Lu Feng injured?"

"The injury was not serious, but two ribs were broken and the internal organs were slightly damaged." Zhu Qingyu said slowly.

Suddenly, Lu Yuanwu pointed to the kettle on the coffee table and shouted: "Water, water. My heart is burning. Ask Dr. Zhao to pour me a glass of water."

Zhu Qingyu was stunned for a moment and said, "It's better to wait for me to come. Dr. Zhao will not come again."

"Then trouble Xiao Zhu..." Before he could finish his words, he was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted and said: "What's wrong with Dr. Zhao? She doesn't come to take care of me. She doesn't want the money I gave her. Could it be that she doesn't want it?" She thinks I’m a bit dirty because I’m old.”

Zhu Qingyu poured a glass of warm water and let Lu Yuanwu drink it before sighing and saying, "Mr. Lu, she is an undercover agent."

"Ah. What an undercover. This is not a war time."

Zhu Qingyu told him what happened just now.

After hearing this, Lu Yuanwu's face turned gloomy and he didn't speak for a long time. Zhu Qingyu was always prepared, worried that his heart disease would relapse.

"Undercover... undercover..." Lu Yuanwu muttered repeatedly, his expression stiff and his eyes dull.

Suddenly, he suddenly opened the quilt, got out of bed, walked to the bookcase, picked up a tan wooden box from the top of the bookcase, and opened the lid of the box and threw it aside, regardless of the thick dust on it. Zhu Qingyu took a look and saw a Japanese military knife inside the box.

Lu Yuanwu held the saber tightly in his hand. The saber was slightly curved, more than two feet long, and glowed coldly under the light.

"Where is Zhao Min? Take me to see her." He held the knife in his right hand and his whole body was shaking. It seemed that he wanted to kill the undercover agent.

"Mr. Lu, don't get excited, just listen to me." Zhu Qingyu stepped forward, took his arm and said, "Zhao Min and the masked man have been taken into custody by me. Please don't see her anymore. I will take them away." Send him back to Jiangdong for interrogation."

"No, no. You hand these two people over to me. I want to interrogate them personally. I want to see whether Zhao Min's heart is red or black." Lu Yuanwu's face was ferocious, his eyes were fierce, and there were only five His teeth made a sound.

Zhu Qingyu knew that Old Red Army Lu was completely enraged. As a battle-hardened and invincible general, he had at least a thousand lives of little Japs, Kuomintang reactionaries and Khan's lackeys in his hands. The wildness of killing enemies back then was replaced by Activated, my hands are itchy and tight.

"Hurry up and hand them over." Lu Yuanwu roared again, his chest rising and falling violently. You can imagine how heroic he was on the battlefield back then. No wonder the enemies were frightened when they heard his name.

"Mr. Lu, please don't be like this. I, I have hidden them in a secret place." Zhu Qingyu said in shock. Facing the old general, even if he was a god-level soldier, he couldn't help but feel terrified.

"Huh." A cold light flashed, and the Japanese saber was placed on Zhu Qingyu's neck.

Zhu Qingyu was shocked, raised his hands and muttered: "Mr. Lu, what are you..."

Lu Yuanwu sneered and said: "This knife was captured when I killed Japanese Colonel Kameda. It has been with me for decades. Do you want to use it today?"

When Zhu Qingyu heard this, his heart calmed down and he said with a smile: "Mr. Lu, you have been famous throughout your life. If you want to start eating meat, I'm afraid you will lose your life later. Even if Zhao Min's crime is heinous, you will be criminally responsible for killing him."

Lu Yuanwu's face twitched in pain as he listened. Suddenly, with a "swish" wave, the wooden coat rack next to him broke into two pieces.