I'm in love with the reborn doomsday boss

The concert site was crowded with people, and Yuan Xingche could still hear the earth-shattering shouts in front of him in the background.

And his job is to keep emotional fans from getting into the backstage. He stood at the entrance of the backstage with his back straight, and his tall figure blocked more than half of the door.

Quite a few girls who wanted to go forward were flabbergasted just looking at his physique.

Yuan Xingche glanced up, the hormonal aura on his body was too strong, the girls who passed his gaze even blushed a little.

At this time, a young man stepped out of the crowd.

The backstage lights of the venue were dim, and only the light effects on the stage came through from time to time.

In the dimness, Yuan Xingche's gaze was like a torch. The young man in front of him walked straight towards him, and his eyes looked at him even more directly.

The young man was wearing a loose black vest with diamonds on his upper body. His white arms and beautiful shoulder and neckline were unobstructed. There were two big holes in the waistline of the vest. The snow-white flesh on his waist always caught people's attention. His lower body It was a pair of shorts, so short that they were covered by the vest, with only one leg showing.

Such a young man walking in a street of nightclubs must be the most coquettish 0 on the street, the only one among all the chrysanthemums.

Many girls around were peeping at him, but the young man remained calm.

"Mr., please stay. The actors are backstage. No one else is allowed to enter." Yuan Xingche said with a sullen face. The flu has been prevalent recently, and Yuan Xingche has also been a little bit tricked.

When organizing fans to enter the venue just now, I heard a few girls say that someone had a high fever and sneaked out from the hospital to watch the concert.

It can be seen that these fans are crazy, and it is not surprising that there is a crazy male fan.

The young man was like a little mute, he didn't speak, he was like a cat, with round eyes, looking at Yuan Xingche with joy and satisfaction, it seemed that he could only see Yuan Xingche in his eyes.

Suddenly being looked at like this, Yuan Xingche felt an itch in his heart.

The young man slowly raised his hand and waved to Yuan Xingche. In Yuan Xingche's eyes, he was as stiff as a ceramic beckoning cat.

The more young people act towards Yuan Xingche, the more suspicious Yuan Xingche thinks he is as a professional security guard.

Yuan Xingche looked at his face, he was obviously a man, but his appearance was exceptionally handsome, his eyes were large, and the eyeballs were amber, like a piece of honey soaked in white wine.

"Is there something wrong?" Yuan Xingche still had a straight face.

The big star who was changing clothes backstage was a popular little fresh meat in the entertainment industry. After applying heavy makeup, his appearance could be counted among the best in China.

But the cat-like youth in front of him has a natural aura that goes against his alluring attire.

To be honest, looking at his face alone, Yuan Xingche felt that this young man looked according to his aesthetics.

Yuan Xingche was a soldier, and he had already become a soldier in the army. A year ago, he had a chance to rise to the top, but Yuan Xingche thought he wanted to do whatever he wanted, and promotion was more like a shackle.

After voluntarily applying for retirement, Yuan Xingche's main job is to be responsible for the security of some important people when they travel, and there is a high chance of encountering thrilling and exciting situations.

He is very satisfied with earning a lot of money and being able to use up his excess energy.

The young man's lips moved, as if he wanted to speak, but before he had time, he was suddenly knocked away by someone who rushed out from behind him.

It was a drunk man who couldn't even stand still, muttering in his mouth.

"Call Xuanhua out." The man yelled.

Xuanhua is the star of the concert today.

This man was drinking like crazy, looking at his clothes, he was wearing four-figure luxury brands, his clothes were baggy after he was drunk, but it was ridiculous that he didn't look like a prince in a dragon robe.

Yuan Xingche helped a staggering young man who was hit, and said sharply to the drunk: "This is the backstage, keep quiet."

The drunk squinted at the person, and after noticing the security armband on Yuan Xingche, he pointed to Yuan Xingche's nose and said, "Cut! You are the security guard, what are you doing here with me?"

As he spoke, he took out a leather wallet from his pocket, took out a few big bills from the wallet, and raised his hand to throw it on Yuan Xingche's face.

He was dodged by Yuan Xingche.

Red banknotes were scattered all over the floor.

"I'll take money to open the way, can you let me go?" the drunk said with his tongue out.

If Yuan Xingche had encountered this kind of nonsense at the state banquet last time, he would have already loaded the silencer gun.

Yuan Xingche stood motionless at the backstage entrance.

"Shameless, isn't it... ah..." The moment the drunk opened his mouth, Yuan Xingche grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up.

This drunk was much shorter than Yuan Xingche, even if his feet were lifted off the ground, he could only look up to Yuan Xingche when he raised his head.

Being held by the collar and losing control of his body balance, the drunk screamed, looking embarrassed and ridiculous.

The crowd of onlookers backed away in horror, looking at the brute force Yuan Xingche with fear and longing.

The music prelude came from the front, and the singer on the stage sang, it was a lyrical song, and the support on the scene became stable. "Do you know who I am? If you dare to provoke me, you will die tomorrow."

A woman's scream suddenly cut through everything.

A loud high-frequency sound came from the microphone, piercing the eardrums of everyone present.

There were terrified screams one after another, and the high decibel voices of the women hurt the ears.

Throwing the person in his hand, Yuan Xingche took out the walkie-talkie: "What happened in front?"

"Report to the boss, there is a woman in the auditorium who seems to be suffering from rabies. She has started biting people. She has already bitten two people. The auditorium is in chaos. We are leaving in an orderly manner. Fuck! The fat man has already bitten, I'll go to help, boss, don't worry, I can handle small scenes."

Yuan Xingche touched his wrist. Not long ago, Yuan Xingche's wrist was grabbed by a mad man in the street, leaving small wounds. From that night, Yuan Xingche started to have a low fever.

"Let Fatty and the other injured people quickly disinfect and treat the wounds, and the uniform method can be a little more violent, and try not to hurt people again." Yuan Xingche said into the walkie-talkie.

"Okay, I see."

The intercom continued to transmit noisy voices. On Yuan Xingche's side, behind him was the coquettishly dressed young man, and in front of him was the drunk who was thrown to the ground.

"Okay, if you dare to treat me like this, I won't make it easy for you." The drunk seemed to have sobered up from the fall, and he spoke a lot more quickly, but his yelling was still the same as before.

"I want to see how you make it difficult for me." Yuan Xingche looked contemptuous, but he didn't even look at him. In his eyes, the drunk was as unsightly as a bug. He had a murderous look on his body. With the smell of blood, the drunk was so frightened by his eyes that his legs trembled, got up from the ground, and ran away without looking back.

The fan biting incident happened, the concert was canceled immediately, and the organizer asked the audience to evacuate safely. Xuanhua has a high-quality idol character design. At this time, it is also a life-threatening performance, constantly appeasing the fans on the stage , Cooperate with the security personnel to direct the evacuation.

The ambulance arrived in a short while, and the sick female fan was tied up tightly, with a cloth stuffed in her mouth, and the blood of the person she bit was still on her body.

The on-site personnel left in an orderly manner.

During this period, the young man was always there. Yuan Xingche entered the backstage, and he was waiting at the door. Yuan Xingche went to the front to direct the evacuation. He was like a little tail, standing in the corner beside him, following Yuan Xingche.

After Yuan Xingche and his teammates sent Xuanhua to the nanny car, and the cast and crew drove back to the hotel together, Yuan Xingche took the time to see this young man.

"Boss, who is this?" The thin person who spoke wanted to hook up with a bamboo pole and a fat man with bandages on his shoulders. Both of them had jokes in their eyes, like a scanner, moving back and forth. Look at the young man.

"You don't need to worry about it." Yuan Xingche said, holding the upper arm of the young man. He held a gun all year round, and his hand had thick calluses. The young man didn't work much when he saw it. His arm was thin and white, and it was smooth to suck his hands.

"Our boss looked serious, but he didn't expect to be good at it." The fat man said to the thin man.

"Look at the kid's waist. It's not a waist. It's a knife for killing people. It might suck the head dry tonight." The thin man said.

"Our boss also has ten-pack abs and a big gun." The two of them grinning in the back became more and more unbearable, and Yuan Xingche took off his security cuff and threw it on the fat man's head.

Yuan Xingche's residence on duty this time is the hotel he booked uniformly, which is inconvenient.

Yuan Xingche took two steps forward, and the young man took two steps forward, following closely, not afraid of getting lost at all.

Arriving at a pedestrian street, I finally don't have to listen to those rough old men talking yellow accents.

"Where are you going?" Yuan Xingche asked, and he showed the young man the information on his mobile phone where he could book a hotel.

The young man's face turned red instantly.

He didn't speak at first, but now his head is lowered like a quail.

Yuan Xingche lowered his head to look at his face, but accidentally looked into the chest in the loose vest through the collar.

Yuan Xingche's eyes only stopped for a moment, but it seemed that he had been discovered by peeping. The young man's face became hotter and blood dripped, and he suddenly covered his chest, and now the tips of his ears are red.

Not so much, right?

This is not at all the coquettish show of Yanguanqunju as imagined.

The neon lights flashed on the pedestrian street of the night market. Many people on the side of the road were wearing masks, coughing or coughing from time to time, and there were more snot paper in the trash can.

There are more people in strange clothes on the street, but the young man's attire is not very eye-catching.

"Hey, isn't this the little brother just now? You forgot your things in the store." The owner of a clothing store on the side of the road squeezed his nose and said enthusiastically: "You left in a hurry just now, no, you The changed clothes are still in the shop."

Yuan Xingche glanced at the store, and it was full of shorts, ripped tops, and those with rivets, leather tassels, and chains.

The boss took out a bag of things, and the young man wanted to grab it, but he couldn't grab Yuan Xingche.

That pocket was full of old clothes, Yuan Xingche took them out, it was a gray jacket, a pair of black trousers, and a blue jacket with two white stripes on the sleeves.

Look at the young man's white arms and legs, which are most likely covered in white, and then look at the clothes that can cover people tightly.

The young man stood up in embarrassment from Yuan Xingche's eyes. When his cheeks were too red to be red, his eyes began to fill with water vapor, and the handful of white wine was about to overflow from his eye sockets.

His methods of seduction were useless, Yuan Xingche put a cordon in his heart: "Confess yourself."

The young man's lips moved, and he raised his head to look into Yuan Xingche's eyes, which were lost and found, and the young man said with a trembling voice, "Yuan Xingche."

Yuan Xingche was startled, sure enough, he knew his name.

"Yuan Xingche, answer me." If you don't answer him again, it seems that he is about to cry.

"I'm here." Yuan Xingche said.

Suddenly, the young man standing in front of him, standing in the neon lights, laughed, and the reflection of the lights sparkled with tears in his eyes.