Gold Bodyguard [Interstellar]

Not a single hair was touched. "

This was expected by Kane. He had previously sniped mission targets from a distance. As long as he was familiar with the terrain in advance, it would not be difficult to retreat most of the time.

"Okay, let's not mention this matter for now, let's discuss another matter."

Lyle had a premonition that Kane would mention the matter of his leaving without saying goodbye, and felt a little guilty, "Sweetheart, I'm a little tired and want to rest early."

"After we finish discussing."

Lyle didn't like the air of a serious conversation between familiar people at all, but it was Kane, and he couldn't say "no," "Well, sweetheart, if you insist."

"Don't get rid of me." Kane said slowly, "Never."

Lyle listened with pricked ears and didn't wait for the next sentence. He said in surprise, "That's it?"

"Do you agree?"

Lyle nodded immediately: "Deal."

Kane looked deeply into Lyle's eyes, stood up, and was about to walk away, but was stopped by Lyle: "Sweetheart, where are you going?"

"Let your lovely doctor find me a guest room, I need a shower and a good night's sleep."

"Sweetheart, stay and sleep with me."

"Aren't you tired?" Kane's calm eyes wavered slightly.

"Not so tired that I can't even move my hands."

Kane walked back slowly while taking off his coat: "It's better not to do it with your hands, just be quiet, and you can do whatever you want when you recover from your gunshot wound."

Lyle pouted: "Then use your mouth?"

"After your gunshot wound is healed."

Lyle put his hands behind his head, smiled lazily and asked, "Sweetheart, are all uncles your age so abstinent?"

"Are all boys your age this horny?"

"You're so good on the bed, you'll be well-dressed immediately when you get out of bed, sweetheart, you're hypocrisy."

"It's so jerky on the bed, and you'll let it go immediately when you get out of bed, baby, you're a virgin."

"..." poked Lyle's sore spot again.

When Kane came out of the shower wearing baggy pajama pants, Vincent came to ask Lyle whether to have dinner in the bedroom or go out to eat, only to see Kane coming steaming hot, his head immediately began to lose control Desire the relationship between the employer and this man.

"Eat in the room, prepare for two." Lyle said, "Doctor Vincent?"

"Huh? Ah... oh, I see." Vincent said as he was about to run out in a panic, but was stopped by Lyle again.

"Dr. Vincent, stop by and buy some underwear for sweetheart, my underwear sweetheart can't wear."

Vincent opened his mouth: "I... I am a doctor."

"A doctor who can meet the diverse needs of employers."

Vincent was stunned for a while, and finally walked away silently.

"Honey, these pajama pants are too thin and see through, I can see your dick and pubic hair." Lyle said lazily, his eyes kept scanning Kane's lower body.

"Shut up." Kane threw the phone on the bed, and then he knelt on the bed on one knee, pressed Lyle's head, bit his lips, and said vaguely, "If you talk too much, I'll kill my phone." Put the second child in your mouth."

Lyle touched Kane's chest muscles, pinched them hard, and snorted, "I'm so happy."

Kane let Lyle touch, and when Lyle's left hand was trying to climb into his pajama pants, Kane held his left hand and pressed it on the top of his head, a snort came out of Lyle's nose, and his right hand continued to tirelessly penetrate into Kane The waistband of his trousers, so Kane pulled his right hand away and pressed it on top of his head.

When Vincent came in, he saw Kane holding Lyle's wrist, kneeling on top of Lyle with his knees apart.

Lyle rolled his eyes weakly: "Doctor Vincent, how many times have I told you that you have to knock when you come in! Knock!"

Vincent held a large tray in one hand and shrank his neck in embarrassment.

"Put the things here, you go out first, and don't stare at Sweetheart's ass, let alone stare at Sweetheart's ass and swallow."

"I...I didn't." Poor Vincent blushed.

Lyle said to himself: "I think the big guy is pretty good, you can consider him." The big guy is Lyle's personal bodyguard. He is more than two meters tall and his figure is like a thick wall. Lyle can't remember it all the time. If you don't remember his name, just call him big guy.

Vincent didn't argue this time, and quickly closed the door and slipped away.

When Lyle shut up, Kane had already placed the food on the small table in the room, and greeted Lyle: "Come and eat."

Kane had just eaten before he came, and now he just wanted to accompany Lyle, but Lyle was so hungry, he ate half of Kane's portion after eating his portion, and felt that his empty stomach was full feel.

Lyle sighed comfortably: "Sweetheart, I seem to be full."

"Go find some digestion pills for you?"

"No, sweetheart, just rub my stomach for me."

Lyle said it jokingly, but Kane actually sat down, covered Lyle's stomach with his big hand, and rubbed it lightly.

Lyle enjoys this kind of intimacy, but also feels uncomfortable. In order to cover up his discomfort, he proposed: "Sweetheart, why don't we go to bed and massage."

Kane stood up and walked behind Lyle, letting Lyle lean his upper body against him, which would be more comfortable for Lyle. He hugged Lyle from behind, with his right hand still on Lyle's stomach.

The sweetness of the corn soup has not dissipated, and there is a sweet food smell in the air, which makes people's nerves unconsciously relaxed.

After getting used to this atmosphere, the discomfort turned into enjoyment, but Lyle still did not give up and said, "Sweetheart, can we really not have sex?"

"You want to have sex when you're in a bad mood?"

Lyle was stunned for a while before saying, "Did you see it? I'm in a bad mood?"

"You are restless."

"Yeah, I'm agitated, so I want to have sex, honey, let's have sex."

"Life is stressful right now?"

"It's so stressful that I'm on painkillers, so I want to have sex, honey, let's have sex."

"Is Mr. Jasper's case going well?"

"It's not going so well, so I want to make love, honey, let's make love."

"Lyle!" Kane felt that his patience was faltering, and he was about to fall off the cliff.

Lyle burst out laughing, hooked Kane's neck with his backhand and kissed him, "Sweetheart, it's a fact that I'm stressed and in a bad mood, and it's also a fact that I want you to fuck me, not only for venting, but also because I see you really very happy."

"Do you regret not letting me come to you later?"

"I regret it very much. I regretted it the moment I saw my father's body. I thought, even if I can do anything else alone, I still need someone to accompany me to his memorial service."

It was too painful to lose someone close to him, he didn't want to be alone in this farewell ceremony, and... Mr. Jasper would love to see his precious son in the company of someone strong and dependable.

chapter36

When Lyle woke up the next day, Kane was no longer there, and there was a note on the black mobile phone on the bedside lamp cabinet. On the note, it was written in clumsy fonts: There is something you want in the phone, go out, at night return. PS: The prime rib was delicious last night.

Just at this time, Vincent pushed the door in with a water glass and medicine: "Good morning, Lyle."

Lyle was too lazy to talk about his knocking on the door, put the note back on the light cabinet, and said, "It's okay to eat the ribs I made yesterday, right?"

"It should be fine, but I want to say, I'm a doctor, not your housekeeper."

Lyle said casually, "I want to hire you as my personal doctor and housekeeper."

Vincent opened his mouth in surprise.

Lyle added: "Two paychecks."

Vincent immediately shut his mouth.

"Why did you choose me?"

Lyle clicked, "Because you are cute."

Although Lyle said it casually, this idea is not groundless. He needs a family doctor, a family doctor who can be on call, not only for himself, but also for Kane.Vincent has rich surgical experience, bold and careful surgical style, rarely or even never makes mistakes, so he is currently the most suitable candidate.

Lyle sent Vincent away after taking the medicine, took the black mobile phone on the light cabinet, and started looking through what Kane called "what you want".

***

When Kane pushed open the door of the coffee shop, a breeze blew by, and the wind chimes hanging at the door made a pleasant sound of jingling bells.This is the peak time for eating breakfast before going to work. Many office workers are reading the newspaper with a cup of coffee in their hands, and some people buy hot coffee in the store and then rush into the opposite building - the headquarters of EZVIZ.

Seeing Kane approaching, the young girl at the cash register greeted with a smile: "Good morning, sir, what do you want?"

"I want your store manager." Kane said casually.

"what?"

"I'm looking for your store manager." Kane corrected, "I have something very important to discuss with him."

The young girl said apologetically, "I'm sorry, the store manager is not here today. He caught a cold last night and is resting at home today."

"Oh, I see, give me a latte and take it away."

The young girl turned her head to ask the person next to her to make a latte, and then asked Kane enthusiastically, "Do you need me to tell you the address of the store manager's house? He must be very happy to have a handsome guy like you visit."

"Thanks, but I think I know where he lives."

***

The manager of the coffee shop is Frank Albert, a native of Omar, who dropped out of an art university in Omar, and later taught himself photography and cello, and traveled extensively. He is a romantic man who advocates freedom, oh, a romantic man gay.

Kane found Frank's residence without much effort. This is a small neighborhood, chaotic and dirty, which seriously does not match Frank's economic level, but he has lived here for many years.

There are no guards in this kind of place, and it is very free to come and go. Kane walked into the corridor calmly under the malicious eyes of two smoking people at the corner.

Kane knocked on the door for nearly a minute before someone opened the door. The other party looked at him in the cat's eyes before opening the door.

"Hello, may I ask where you are looking?"

"Frank?"

"It's me, who are you?"

Frank was a tall, stocky man, with blond hair and dark eyes, and would have been handsome if he hadn't been in a bad state—his eyes were red with fever and his lips were chapped.

"I'm the one looking for you, why don't you invite me in?"

Frank scratched his messy blond hair and stepped aside, "Then come in."

Kane was lucky enough to see a place that was as messy as Ace’s residence. Dirty clothes were piled up in a mess in the living room, vacuum-packed food bags were everywhere, the sofas, tables and chairs were stained with dried paint, and the walls were full of improvised graffiti.

"Do you like to draw?"

Frank quickly threw out the dirty clothes on the sofa to make room for Kane, "Yes, please sit down, these paints are all dry and won't get on your butt, don't worry." He also demonstrated sat down.

"I do not mind."

"Now can you tell me what you came to see me for?"

"More than a month ago, an agent of the Special Operations Force came to you to ask for a photo, and then destroyed the negative. Do you still have a copy of that photo?"

Frank asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

Kane took out his ID: "Sean Wiley, senior agent, the agent who came last time betrayed the special operations force and destroyed the photo, but I need that photo to identify the criminal, so I'm here to ask if you still have that photo copy."

Frank scratched his hair, "I believe Mr. Jasper, although he only came to my shop to buy coffee a few times, but in several contacts, I can see that Mr. Jasper is a real gentleman, more What's more..."

"Who's the other guy in that picture?" Kane interrupted Frank roughly.

Frank paused: "I don't know him, he's not a celebrity, I only met him once."

"Do you remember what he looked like?"

Frank tried hard to recall: "He is tall, visually estimated to be over 1.9 meters tall, with short black hair, and he...is very handsome."

"That's all?" Kane asked. With such a little information, he couldn't make up a person in his mind.

"I've only seen him once, and I saw him across the road. If I hadn't paid special attention, it would be impossible to remember any characteristics of this person." Frank argued.

"Have you ever copied that photo with your phone or any electronic device?"

Frank shook his head, "When the agent came to me last time, I made it very clear that I am a very nostalgic person, and I don't have the habit of storing photos with electronic devices. After the negative of that photo is destroyed, it will be completely gone. .”

Kane didn't want to make a trip in vain, he was silent for a moment, thinking about other solutions, his eyes moved unconsciously to the graffiti on the opposite wall, it was a woman with abstract lines, her head was as big as her body, her expression and eyes were enlarged a lot Times, exaggerated and infectious.

"Very nice painting." Kane said slowly, staring at the graffiti.

"Thank you."

Kane said thoughtfully: "I think your drawing skills are quite capable of drawing someone familiar."

Frank opened his mouth, scratched his hair irritably, and still didn't say no to it—he was in awe of the Special Operations Forces like any ordinary citizen.

Frank thought that even if Kane asked him to draw the man, he would give him some time. Unexpectedly, Kane sat motionless on the sofa, with a rogue posture that he would not draw and leave. With messy blond hair, he slandered "I know how to bully a kind and gentle Omar man", but he still compromised and picked up the drawing board.

More than an hour later, a rough sketch appeared on the drawing board: this is the profile of a man, with short and thick hair, deep eye sockets, prominent browbones, firm and resolute eyes, and his jaw is covered by a wide windbreaker collar Hold on, and make your eyes sharper.

"My drawing may not look like it." Frank scratched his hair, and a big man looked a little embarrassed.

Kane didn't answer, but just looked at the rough sketch intently. He had an impression of this face and this look, and he was deeply impressed, because he had fought against the owner of this face.

——The owner of this face is Marshal Molo of Alpha Star.

chapter37

When Kane went back, Lyle was discussing things with his assistant in the study, and he didn't bother Lyle, first put the painting drawn by Frank in the bedroom, and then went to the balcony to make a phone call.

"Ace, do you remember Molo?"

Ace was probably sleeping, speaking with a strong nasal voice, "Who?"

"Marshal Molo of the Alpha galaxy, Damian asked you to hypnotize him to interrogate his purpose for coming to the Beta galaxy, remember?"

"Of course I remember. I have never seen such a determined person in my life. Damn it, my headache is about to split."

"what happened?"

"I had a fight with Edworth, drank some wine, and spent the night on drugs." Ace said troubledly, "It's nothing, why did you suddenly ask me about Molo? Did he come to the Beta galaxy again? gone?"

"What was the purpose of Molo coming to Planet Beta?"

"Molo was betrayed by his deputy on the way back to the Alpha galaxy on a daily mission. The protective cover of the starship was maliciously damaged. The soldiers of the entire starship died due to lack of oxygen and exposure to cosmic radiation. The ship survived and died, and was stunned by his loyal counselor and stuffed into the only small aircraft that was intact. The aircraft did not set a route in advance, and it fell to Awana somehow.”

Kane also had a vague idea before, so he called Ace just to verify: "This is why Molo came to the Beta galaxy?"

"Yes."

"Did he tell you that he had seen Mr. Jasper?"

"Impossible. I asked him during hypnosis. He said that he only knew Candice in the Beta galaxy, and all the people he had contacted were ordinary people like Candice."

Kane was silent for a while, then asked thoughtfully: "Is it possible that your hypnotic interrogation went wrong?"

"It's unlikely. My hypnotic interrogation can dig out the subconscious mind of the interrogated, unless the other party has received high-intensity anti-hypnosis training. The high-intensity I mean is really high-intensity. At present, any anti-hypnosis training in Avana has reached Insufficient strength."

"What about the Alpha galaxy? Can't the Alpha galaxy also reach it?"

Ace was lost in thought.

After hanging up the phone, Kane held the phone and thought, if Molo really met Mr. Jasper - which is very likely to be true, then Molo lied during Ace's hypnotic interrogation, why would he Doing this, in order for Awana to judge him harmless?Why did he come to Avana, is it really just a no-choice landing of the aircraft?Why was he meeting Jasper in private?Does he really have some unknown conspiracy?

Anyway, now I know why Mr. Jasper was caught and imprisoned.Kane is well aware of the behavior style of the Special Operations Forces. Even Molo's lover, Candice, an ordinary and kind woman, was secretly cleaned up by the Special Operations Forces after Molo left. Mr. Jasper was in Ava Na has such a great influence, if he has secretly contacted Molo in private, then the Special Operations Forces will definitely get rid of him regardless of the consequences, regardless of the cost, and by any means.

Kane stood on the balcony for a while, and sent a message to Ava: I already know who the person in the photo is, and it is very likely that the Awana government killed Mr. Jasper.

Kane didn't wait for Ava to reply to the message, put the phone in his pocket, turned and went into the bedroom.

Lyle was still in the study. Kane waited for a while and finally went to the study and knocked on the door. The assistant opened the door. As soon as Kane entered the door, he saw a laptop in front of Lyle, and one window after another was opened on the computer. Er was typing on the keyboard with his fingers flying.

"Sweetheart, you came just in time. I reprocessed the recording you gave me this morning. Listen to it."

Lyle pressed a key on the keyboard, and the processed recording slowly flowed out:

"I know that Tatu covets Awana's uranium resources."

"It's not just uranium resources."

"Do you want raw materials or finished products?"

Lyle suddenly pressed pause, turned to Kane and said, "Sweetheart, did you hear that? There is a pause between the second and third sentences."

Seeing that Kane just frowned and didn't answer, Lyle played the recording again, this time Kane said with uncertainty: "It seems to be."

Lyle faced the computer screen, opened an audio processing software, and said: "I divided this recording into sections. The first two sentences are the first section, and the latter is the second section. Noise analysis, now let's extract the noise." Lyle said and pressed the enter key, "Listen and see."

The two pieces of pure noise are played separately, and the difference is obvious. The environment in which the former recording is located must be noisier than the environment in which the latter recording is located.

"The first recording has been de-noised. It is conceivable that the original dialogue environment is even more noisy."

Kane said thoughtfully: "You mean, this recording is made up of two speeches?"

"Yes, sweetheart, isn't it a low-level trick? Because we don't have access to the evidence, they will forge the evidence brazenly, and work with the agents of the Evidence Identification Section. When the recording is played in court, no one will doubt it. The authenticity of the recording, even we have self-doubt."

"Little trick, low-level but useful."

"Useful? That was before we found out."

Kane walked over, closed the laptop with a "snap", leaned on the desk and looked down at Lyle, "Lyle, it's time for you to rest."

Lyle stretched, and reached out to hug Kane's waist. Kane understood, bent down and kissed Lyle.

Lyle turned around and said to the assistant who lowered his head and looked at his nose and heart, "You go back to Yingshi first, don't come here tomorrow, and let me know as soon as possible if there is something important."

The secretary nodded, turned around and left neatly.

Kane stretched out his right hand to Lyle, and Lyle took his hand. Kane pulled Lyle up from the office chair forcefully, and Lyle grabbed Kane's waist and said lazily: "I'm a little I'm hungry, is the kitchen dinner ready?"

"It should be fine."

For the ribs that Kane ate for dinner, Lyle ate the blood-enriching set meal specially prepared by the kitchen because of excessive blood loss, which made him lose his appetite. His eyes glowed when he looked at Kane's dinner plate.

"Honey, I want to eat yours."

"Then what shall I eat?"

"We change."

"No change."

"How can you change it?" Lyle asked enthusiastically.

Kane used a fork to pick up a piece of unappetizing fruit on Lyle's plate, and stuffed it into Lyle's mouth without tenderness.

"Don't be a picky little girl, Lyle."

Lyle chewed the fruit in his mouth hard, and after swallowing it, he said with a bitter face: "Sweetheart, has anyone ever told you that you are not gentle?"

"Now." Kane raised his eyebrows, forked a small rib and put it into his mouth.

chapter38

When going back to the bedroom to rest at night, Kane showed Lyle Frank's sketch, and Lyle stared at the sketch for a while, then stroked his chin thoughtfully: "Sweetheart, I think I've probably seen this person .”

"Oh?" Kane raised an eyebrow.

Lyle thought about it carefully, and felt that there was no trace of this person in his memory, so he shook his head regretfully: "Maybe I remembered it wrong." Then he turned to Kane: "So the Avana government suspects My father has a connection with Molo?"

"should be."

"Have they become so afraid of the Alpha galaxy? Just because my father once spoke to Marshal Molo, are they going to get rid of my father indiscriminately?"

"The Alpha galaxy is too advanced. Avana and Tatu are both afraid of the Alpha galaxy. Think about the Star Wars many years ago. A few starships from the Alpha galaxy can crush the Beta galaxy. The difference in force is huge. Let Avana and Tatu have no power to fight back. So of course they are afraid of Marshal Moluo."

Lyle sneered: "The pathetic psychology of the weak. Knowing that my father puts Avana's interests first, he actually suppressed him because of this kind of guesswork. Such a petty way of doing things should be inferior to Beta Galaxy."

"What are you going to do?"

"Tomorrow, I will see my father's personal doctor Andrew, who provided my father's medical certificate to the Special Operations Forces. I don't remember my father suffering from asthma, and the medical certificate is most likely forged." Lairton paused, Said, "Once it is proven that my father is innocent and the Special Operations Forces are the killers, I will make them pay."

Kane had to remind Lyle: "Lyle, we may not only face special operations forces, if they really think that Mr. Jasper is in collusion with the Alpha galaxy, then we may have to face the entire Avana `government."

"I know, honey," Lyle said slowly, "but I won't lose."

***

In a private clinic in Omar, Lyle and Kane came to an office led by a female intern. Andrew was surprised to see Lyle when he opened the door because he didn't say hello in advance.

"Mr. Jasper?"

"Call me Lyle, Mr. Jasper is my father."

Andrew is a man in his mid-fifties, with gray hair, but he looks very energetic, and his smile is round and without any edge, "Oh, yes, Lyle, I am very sorry for your loss, Mr. Give him a longer life."

"It's a pity that neither you nor I are God." Lyle said succinctly, "I came today to discuss my father's illness with you."

Andrew asked Lyle and Kane to sit down on the sofa, sat next to Lyle himself, smiled and said, "I know what you want to ask."

Lyle didn't want to be polite to him, and asked bluntly: "When did my father find out his asthma, do you remember?"

"I don't remember the exact date, but I have a record in my computer, do you want to see it?"

Lyle didn't buy it at all: "Forgive me for being a traditional person. Computer records always make me feel unreal. Are there any paper records?"

Andrew shook his head apologetically, "There was a theft in the clinic at the beginning of this year, and a large number of files were lost, including Mr. Jasper's. Fortunately, our files were digitized at the same time, so that no greater loss was caused."

"What about the files after the beginning of the year? Are there any?"

Andrew smiled: "Yes, Lyle, do you need me to show it to you?"

"If it doesn't bother you."

"Okay, please wait for a while." Andrew stood up and walked out of the office to get the file.

After Andrew left, Lyle rubbed his temples, put one hand on the sofa and asked Kane, "Sweetheart, what do you think? Is Andrew lying?"

Kane didn't speak, and looked up at the camera installed in the corner.

Lyle understood what he meant, and deliberately raised his head to show a cold smile to the camera: "Sweetheart, we have nothing to avoid or worry about. I hope this clinic is the same as ours, what do you think?"

When Andrew came in, Kane stood beside Lyle, raised his eyelids and glanced at him lightly. That glance made him almost unable to maintain the facial smile on the corner of his mouth. He deliberately ignored the strong presence of Kane, and put his hand The stack of files he was holding was handed to Lyle.

"Here are the medical records and Mr. Jasper's past X-rays, CT scans and things like that."

Lyle took it, opened the medical records, and saw the diagnosis of No. 20 in January, which listed some of Mr. Jasper's symptoms, including diabetes, and then some specific symptoms of Mr. Jasper.Lyle turned back again, but he actually couldn't understand the professional content, even if Andrew fooled him, he wouldn't be able to see it.

Lyle closed the medical record, shook it in his hand, looked up at Andrew and said, "Can I take it away?"

Andrew rubbed his hands and replied apologetically, "Theoretically, it's not possible."

Lyle directly handed the medical records to Kane, stood up and smiled at Andrew: "In this case, I will take the medical records with me."

Andrew's smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

Lyle ignored him, straightened the neckline of his suit, then reached out to shake hands with Andrew, and said with a smile, "Dr. Andrew, I hope this is the last time I come to your clinic. Take care of yourself." What Er said was very meaningful.

As they walked out of the clinic, Lyle asked Kane, "Honey, what would you do?"

Kane tilted his head slightly, touched the corner of his mouth, and said nonchalantly: "Steal the file, and then throw a few grenades to blow up here."

"..." Lyle was shocked, and his feet paused.

Kane took a few steps forward, turned back to wait for Lyle, spread his hands, and said helplessly and innocently: "I like the simple and rude way. The reason why I haven't drawn my gun is to match your way."

Lyle imagined the consequences of bombing the small clinic with a few grenades, blinked, and asked, "Sweetheart, is there any use for this?"

"It's useless." Kane shrugged, "But it's very cool."

"..." It is undeniable that it was really cool, Lyle was silent for a moment, then raised his foot: "Sweetheart, let's go."

There are fundamental differences in the behavior of Lyle and Kane. Lyle was influenced by his father since he was a child. Although he does not fully agree with Mr. Jasper's way of acting, he still considers factors such as laws, routines, and procedures.

When Kane was an agent, he always wandered outside the law. Using all means to solve mission goals was what he did most often. The special operations forces needed him but did not recognize him. His life and death were nothing more than legal a statement of his existence—or rather, the life and death of his “identity”—that he was a person who did not exist in the law.As early as his first day as an official agent, Damian told him that if he was caught in the course of his mission, the Special Operations Forces would deny any contact with him.

chapter39

After Lyle and Kane came out of the clinic, the bodyguard helped Lyle open the car door. Lyle stepped into the car with half of his body, then suddenly exited, stood next to the car door again, and said to the bodyguard who helped open the car door: "I remember You were a man an hour ago."

The bodyguard raised the brim of his hat, revealing a beautiful and cold face, "That man is a weak chicken, he only deserves to stay there." He pointed at the trunk of the car with his slender fingertips.

Kane was speechless for a while, went around to the back of the car and opened the trunk, and sure enough, he saw a big man over two meters tied with tape around his mouth and stuffed into a ball. Kane pulled out the big man, tore off the tape on his mouth, and the big man roared angrily He was about to pounce on the woman and fight with the woman, but was held back by Kane.

The woman glanced at the big man with disdain: "You should thank me for being merciful, I didn't kick you for nothing."

"Stop." Kane stopped.

The big man had been a soldier and had participated in many regional wars, and his marksmanship was excellent, but that perverted woman was obviously better, and Kane knew it very well.

"Liv, why are you here, where is your little white-faced husband?"

"Bryan, you will see me soon. As for why I am here...I thought you could guess."

After a little thought, Kane came to the conclusion that Liv and Brian are bounty hunters, and Ava is Nale's bounty hunter's contact...

"Ava asked you to come?"

"I heard that you lack a bodyguard here."

Based on their current situation, ordinary bodyguards were really useless. Even the bodyguards of the big guy could only guarantee daily security, and did not have the acuity to deal with sniper attacks or gun battles.A top bounty hunter like Liv is indeed what they need most at the moment.

Kane motioned the big guy to take another car, and said to Liv, "Just you?"

Liv pressed down on the brim of her hat, showing a cynical smile: "Buy one, get one free, one commission, two labors, I can't think of a reason for you to refuse."

"Then I agree." Lyle suddenly said, pulling Kane into the car together.

Liv took the initiative to get into the car and started the engine. With the sound of the engine, a note was handed to the back by her slender fingers. Lyle took it and saw that there was an astronomical number written on the note, and Lyle raised his eyebrows. , asked: "What is this?"

"You will give me the commission. Of course you can give me 50.00% first, and then give the remaining 50.00% after the task is over."

Liv observed Lyle's expression from the rearview mirror, and saw that Lyle didn't even move his eyebrows when he heard this, and said with satisfaction: "As expected of a rich man, I really don't bother to do things like bargaining."

"Did I say I would give money?" Lyle shook the note expressionlessly, "With this much money, I can hire ten bodyguards from security companies to work for me for the rest of my life."

Liv yanked the note away with a "swipe" and muttered, "Fuck, a difficult rich man".

Lyle snorted, but said nothing.Bounty hunters never directly contact the client, and always only accept the task from the intermediate contact person to receive the bounty. Of course, Liv is no exception. Every penny of her should be discussed with Ava. As for how much Lyle paid , that is between Ava and Lyle, and Liv has no right to intervene or intervene.Liv's actions today are purely trying to get some money from Lyle.

Lyle looked at Liv's profile for a while, and suddenly said thoughtfully, "Did I see you somewhere?"

Liv lied calmly: "No."

Kane suppressed a smile, wondering if he should remind Lyle that Liv was the bounty hunter who used a tranquilizer gun to attack him. Judging from Lyle's reaction, he probably didn't see Liv's face clearly when he was attacked.

***

When the car was parked in front of Lyle's house, Kane saw a familiar face, and Brian, who was wearing a bodyguard uniform, ran over and opened the car door courteously—but it was the driver's door that he opened, and he had a passionate conversation with the driver. Tongue kiss.

Lyle turned his head and asked Kane seriously: "Sweetheart, is it too late to consider firing them now?"

Kane said with a smile: "They will definitely not be safe.