The bodyguard I picked up is BOSS

Fu Ling had a scene of teasing Wia today.Jump down from the ten-meter-high attic to perform the bridge of His Highness Nine falling from the building.

"I'm going, this must be the fourth floor, right? After I go up, the people below are like ants, and I can't see clearly." Fu Ling seldom hangs on the wire, most of the time when performing light kung fu, from the flat ground Fly to the tree.It was the first time to jump directly from upstairs.

"Brother Ling, come on! Don't be afraid!"

Fu Da clenched his fists to cheer him on, and his voice came through the mask, which made people listen a little more at ease.

"Tch, what am I afraid of?" Fu Ling snorted, barely maintaining her image.

"Brother Ling, do you want to eat something? I'll buy it for you. After you finish taking this picture, we'll eat delicious food!"

Fu Ling thinks this idea is good, he has seen it on the Internet before, one of the ways to restrain fear is to create a beautiful after-the-fact reward.So he thought for a while:

"Let me have a cup of milk tea, the one at the entrance of the film and television city, I want to add mashed taro, a large portion!"

"it is good!"

So, Fu Daxie ran out, and Fu Ling was also pulled up by Master Wia, ready to start the machine.

Because of a slight fear of heights, Fu Ling's expression has not been well controlled, and he always closes his eyes every time he flies down.

In fact, if a character falls from a building, it is normal to close their eyes or show a terrifying expression.But the bad thing is that the character of the Ninth Prince is not an ordinary person, usually with a cold face, the only expression is vicious.So even if he fell from a building, at most he would stare in disbelief, and then be replaced by hatred.

Therefore, Fu Ling flew 5 times before finally passing the test.

"OK, this one is over." He Beiquan nodded while holding the walkie-talkie, freeing the person who had been strangled by Wiayi.

Fu Ling happily took off the wire clothes, and ran towards the place where Fu Daguan was waiting for him.However, no one was seen.

"Where's Fu Da?" He asked the photography intern beside him.

"I don't know, I seem to have just left after talking to you." The intern replied with a smile, and then shyly took out a piece of paper, "Well, Brother Fu, can you sign me? I am Your fans are here..."

"Oh, no problem." Fu Ling finished signing quickly, and then handed the pen to the other party.

In the past, when he encountered fans asking for autographs, he would be so happy that he couldn't find Bei.But this time, my heart felt heavy, as if there was always a dark shadow that I couldn't figure out or see.

Even if there is a queue at the online celebrity shop, Fu Da should be back.

"Old Li, did you see Fu Da?" Fu Ling waited for a few more minutes, but still didn't see the person who should have rushed in from the door, and no one answered the phone.

Lao Li had just asked someone to move the ladder to be used later, and he had been busy at the door for a long time. When he saw Fu Ling, he suddenly remembered something:

"Oh! I was just about to tell you."

Lao Li asked people to move all the ladders in, pulled Fu Ling aside, and asked, "Does Fu Da have any friends?"

"Friend? What friend?" The alarm bell in Fu Ling's heart rang - Fu Da now has amnesia, and besides him and Xiao Boyan, it is impossible to have other "friends".

"Just now, several people came to the gate of the film and television city, looking for Fu Da. They look like his friends."

Fu Ling panicked: "Who is it? Have you seen it clearly? Where is Fu Da now?"

"Several of them came here, all wearing black suits, and they didn't look very annoying. The suit in the middle is different from the others, and they seem to be quite high-ranking."

"Black suit..." Fu Ling's face turned pale when he recalled the experience of that night, "Where is Fu Da! Has Fu Da been taken away by them!"

Lao Li nodded, "Well, a few people were friendly, and Fu Da got into the car. That's why I came to ask you, does Fu Da have any wealthy friends?"

"How can he get in the car!"

Fu Ling was furious, "The origin of those people is unknown, why did he get in the car without telling me!"

He wandered around anxiously, calling Fuda's number frantically.

He didn't know what to do now, if those people were the ones who chased and killed Fu Da that night, he didn't know whether he was dead or alive now!

No, nothing will happen!

Although Fu Da looks dumb and silly, he is very smart and won't just go with others!

Answer the phone, answer the phone!

Finally, after the 24th call, the other party pressed the answer button.

"Hello? Brother Ling?"

The voice was very calm, there was no panting due to pain, nor did he deliberately lower his voice when fleeing, which made Fu Ling heave a sigh of relief.

"You, are you okay?" His voice was trembling, with only a few broken syllables.

Fu Da paused for a second, "Okay, I'm fine, brother Ling, you don't sound well, what happened?"

After confirming his safety, Fu Ling's fear was replaced by anger. He bit his lower lip to make a few tooth marks and yelled:

"Where did you go! Don't you know you can't run around! What if something happens!"

His voice was so loud that people not far away stopped what they were doing and looked at him in surprise—Fu Ling had never lost his temper in the crew, let alone yelled loudly.It seems that today's incident is very unusual.

Ten minutes later, Fu Ling drove Lao Li's car to Fu Da's location.He was wearing a white wide-sleeved costume, without removing his makeup, and ran out of the car in a hurry, causing people to think that his eyes were wrong.

It was a high-end western restaurant, and the signboard was in elegant French that Fu Ling could not understand, with red characters on a black background, like jumping notes on a classical music score, elegant and light.But the man standing under the signboard at this moment is incompatible with the word "brisk".

He was wearing a dark blue crisp suit and tie, also a solid color, without any decoration or pattern.Even in sunny weather, he can be precisely a dark cloud.

"Mr. Fu." He greeted politely, and reached out his hand to shake Fu Ling when he approached.

Fu Ling didn't have the time to beat around the bush with him, so she lowered her eyes to look at the well-articulated and capable hand, and asked straightforwardly:

"What about Fu Da?"

The other party hooked his lips with ease: "I think I should remind you that his original name was Xu Guanrong."

Fu Ling's eyebrows twitched instantly - this person knew Fu Da, and knew everything about him before he lost his memory.

Before he could say anything, the person in front of him added slowly:

"My name is Gong Han, and I'm Xu Guanrong's friend. Mr. Fu can call me by my name directly."

Gong Han, the person who can make Xiao Boyan blush with anger.

This French restaurant is under the name of Gong Han. Today, due to temporary changes, the restaurant is closed, and there are only a few bodyguards left in the whole building except for Fu Ling and the others.

Fu Ling was taken all the way to the second floor by him, and when he stepped into the VIP room, Fu Da waved to him excitedly.

"Brother Ling, you're here!"

Fu Ling walked over quickly and checked him up and down.

"Didn't you say you can't communicate with strangers? Just leave without saying hello, are you going to piss me off!"

Fu Da was stunned, and explained: "He is a friend."

"What friend? Which bad guy would stick the word "bad guy" on his forehead? How do you know he is your friend?"

"He said it." Fu Da pointed to Gong Han, and then asked for approval, "Right?"

"You!" Fu Ling was so angry that he was half dead.

"—Don't worry, I'll kill him long ago, I don't need to wait for you to come." Gong Han slowly sat down on the sofa opposite the two.

"What do you want to do?" Fu Ling sat next to Fu Da, and at the same time leaned forward, putting Fu Da in a protected position behind her side.

He tried his best to be shrewd, trying to use his composure to tell the other party not to mess around.

But he stutters whenever this kind of confrontation occurs, although it is mild, which does not support him to finish an argument.

Gong Han asked someone to make him a cup of black tea, "Of course I want my old friend to recover his memory and return to a normal life."

"Why should I trust you?"

"Mr. Fu, although it's rude to say that, it seems that I should ask you what I just said."

Lazily, he crossed his slender legs together, and continued:

"Mr. Fu is not busy today, why don't I tell you a story?"

Although it was a question, he did not wait for Fu Ling's attitude before he spoke:

"Once upon a time, there was a very rich businessman. His wife died very early, leaving behind two sons. For some reason, the youngest son fell out with the old man. He went abroad alone, started from nothing, and the business grew more and more. Later, the old man saw that he was capable, so he wanted to entrust his company to him.

But unfortunately, the old man passed away suddenly.When the younger son came back to express his condolences, not only did he not see the old man's body, nor did he see the will.So he felt very strange, and felt that the death of the old man was not simple.But what caught him off guard even more was that his elder brother actually wanted to kill him secretly.He had his diet tested and found it to be chronically poisonous.So, he took the opportunity to run away when his elder brother was not paying attention.

But that man wouldn't let him off like that.Since the poison can't kill you, just kill it directly.So he started to flee, and even found that the local police station had been planted with the elder brother's eyeliner, he fled to the neighboring city.

He disappeared.On the fifth day after his disappearance, his elder brother announced that he had passed away.His friend was not reconciled and went to question him. The vicious man said that his brother fell to his death from a canyon.

You said, if this person wants to live, shouldn't he go back and take revenge? "

His speaking speed is very slow, like a snake crawling in the grass, slowly passing through one deep bush after another, the snake skin rubs against the leaves, and it may attack at any time, with its fangs piercing the skin , Let people die.

Fu Ling stared at him: "So, you have to tell me, Fu Da, is this person?"

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