Super Entertainment Tycoon

Lin Fan naturally heard this man's broken words clearly, he really had an urge to punch this man's back with a black tiger fist.

Who are you so ugly? Your whole family is ugly, if you don't have to find an excuse to protect that chick, believe it or not, I'll hit you on the beam of the ceiling!

Following this person, Lin Fan walked to a building similar to a dormitory, and had to say that buying a house in the United States did not seem to be very laborious. For example, the dormitory in front of him was rebuilt from a villa.

"Go in, I have notified the people inside, report it, and then find a place to live, and there will be someone looking for you later."

"Well, thank you for your leadership, thank you." Lin Fan nodded and bowed.

If you want to perform, you must perform a full set, otherwise sooner or later you will be seen as flaws.

"Okay, let's go in, I can take the lead in warning you, bodyguards are not easy to do, usually like you insist on entering through the back door but resign in three days."

"Don't worry, lead, I will definitely stick to it."

"Heh, no less than a hundred people have said this before you, but oh..." The man sneered twice, but he didn't finish his words, but anyone could understand what it meant.

Pushing the door of the villa open, a burst of "masculinity" came over.

The so-called masculinity here is nothing more than the smell of feet and sweat. Isn't there a saying that describes the house where a man lives? The room is clean and smell-free, either a fake girl or a gay.

This room, in terms of taste, definitely lives in a house of pure men.

"Hey, look over there, a new kid has arrived."

The facilities in the villa are very complete. Lin Fan saw a lot of fitness equipment on the first floor. One of the **** men saw him as soon as he walked in.

"Look at his thin body, an Asian boy."

"I came in through the back door again."

In any place, in any company, old people bully newcomers, and the United States is no exception.

"Hello everyone." In order to be more realistic, Lin Fan completely put away the swollen appearance when wearing clown outfits before, nodding and bowing.

"Don, guess how many days can he hold on?"

"I bet for two days, one hundred dollars."

"I bet two hundred dollars a day."

Two people have already used Lin Fan as a handicap at this time. This is a common occurrence among them. The Xu family has a big business, and every month there are so many useless people who want to come in and eat with their relationship. The work of bodyguards is very leisurely. Even in Los Angeles, no one will take care of Xujia without opening his eyes. Therefore, many people treat Xujia as a bodyguard as a leisure errand.

But what these people don't know is that if you want to be a bodyguard in Xujia, you must first live in the bodyguard dormitory.

It was a lot of trouble, and the door came quickly. Just when the two of them were still betting that Lin Fan could last one day or two, a voice suddenly penetrated.

"I bet he has to leave today."

The speaker is an Asian, and he doesn't look tall. Even among these brawny bodyguards, he can only be called a short, 1.7 meter tall. It is really difficult to visually deter people here.

But no one here thought that this short Asian was a waste. From the fact that he was able to mix in the villa with this figure, he knew that this person was definitely not bad at skill.

He leaped to Lin Fan in one step, turned around and said to the remaining two people, "One hundred dollars."

"I said Xia, you are all Asians, and you still like to fight so hard?" a strong black man asked.

"Just because they are all Asians, I don't want to be embarrassed by such a waste in Asia, even if this is also an Asian company." He squeezed his fist and made the joints scream. Don't take care of this porcelain work. If you don't have the skills, it's better to get out early.

"This big brother, I don't seem to know you, right?" Lin Fan was a little speechless. There are people who feel good about themselves everywhere. In Lin Fan's opinion, bodyguards should be regarded as a high-risk industry. Although the relationship between colleagues is not like that of military comrades, they must also trust and support each other, because once a danger arises, the colleagues next to you will be your greatest support, and only when you cooperate can you solve the problem well.

But when I come in now, isn't that the case at all? Everyone is like a lone wolf, with more serious personal heroism.

"You don't need to know me, and you don't deserve to know me. If you want to stay in this room for a long time, you must have the corresponding strength." This person said, he moved his hand at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan didn't hide from this kind of worldly fist and kick, and let the opponent hit him like raindrops on the top of his head. He couldn't bring much feeling.

But in order to be more authentic, he still yelled twice.

"You don't deserve to be here with this kind of waste strength. Go ahead." Both punches hit the target and the opponent screamed. The Asian known as Xia never wanted to do it again.

"Who are you?" Lin Fan asked, rubbing the place hit by the opponent.

"I can live here, so I am naturally a bodyguard."

"Bodyguard." Lin Fan nodded, and after three seconds of silence, he roared, "I'm a stubborn little guy, I thought you were assessed by the Ministry of Personnel, and you were all bodyguards. You pretended to be your mother. , The bag is dead!..."

Huaxia’s writing is extensive and profound, and it ranks first in the world for cursing. Lin Fan’s early years of mixing VS, Haofang and other major battle platforms, from the various languages ​​that have not yet been harmed by the * sign, are extremely proficient in this. When you scold someone, the momentum is more than three points better than the shrew who scolds the street. The various dialects of the fifty-six ethnic groups are on the same level. They can even say a couple of FuckYou in the accent of Sichuan province, let alone the one named Xia. Asian men, even those black people were stunned.

It took three minutes for Lin Fan to stop after spraying his saliva. He took a deep breath and calmed down.

And the face of the Chinese man standing in front of him was already covered with saliva, and he was disgusting and didn't know how to describe it.

After a long while, he came back to his senses, and anger appeared in his eyes, and he roared, "Smelly boy, I will kill you!"

Just as he was about to do it, a sharp drink stopped him.

"stop!"

The person here is a man, and the two characters for stop are spoken in Huaxia. It should be a good Huaxia.

He walked up to Lin Fan and looked up and down, "New here?"

"Yeah." Lin Fan nodded, he could see that this man should be in charge of things here.

"You're not good at it, but you have a sharp mouth, come with me."