Urban God-level Bodyguard

Mo Qingyun gave a light cough, saw that no one was paying attention, and immediately secretly removed his tens of thousands of dollars from the coffee table and put it in his pocket.

This is really better than people...not people!

Mo Xixue looked unhappy, she hated people who showed off their wealth, especially when they were still a woman!

"Mother, I think your phone should be fake."

At this time a flat voice rang.

"Ok?"

Everyone looked at Zhang Xingyun.

"Oh, who do you call auntie!? Am I that old!?"

When Hu Yingxiu saw Zhang Xingyun seeing him as himself, he was very angry, but what he cared most was the name the other party called him.

Zhang Xingyun shrugged and said, "Why don't you call me uncle? I will definitely not feel old."

"Puff!"

Mo Xixue couldn't help laughing, and suddenly felt that the occasion was wrong, and immediately covered her mouth.

"Look, take a look... I'll just say that their bodyguards don't understand the rules. How can a bodyguard dare to talk to the host's family like this!"

Hu Yingxiu flushed with anger, and it was the first time anyone dared to speak to her like this.

And the other party is still a broken bodyguard, which makes her feel very shameless!

"I have never seen any aunt who dared to speak to a bodyguard like this!" Zhang Xingyun said.

"What do you mean?"

Hu Yingxiu stared at Zhang Xingyun. If the other party was her own bodyguard, she would have been fired early.

"Don't you know that bodyguards are good at fighting?" Zhang Xingyun asked inexplicably.

Then before waiting for the other party to say anything, Zhang Xingyun raised his hand, a sharp light flashed through his palm, and then, with a flick of his hand, the light came out.

call out!

laugh!

The blade of the fruit knife sank into the sofa, leaving only a handle outside.

The handle of the knife was almost tightly attached to Hu Yingxiu's somewhat puffy flesh face, and he was motionless, sitting there as if he had been given a hold technique, with cold sweat on his face.

"You... impudent!" Qu Gaochi stood up immediately and looked at Zhang Xingyun coldly.

Zhang Xingyun looked at each other, did not know where he brought another fruit knife, and was playing with it casually.

"Unexpectedly?" Zhang Xingyun shook his head, looked at Qu Gaochi and asked: "Do you want to try it too?"

"amount……"

Qu Gaochi's momentum immediately softened, looking at the fruit knife in Zhang Xingyun's hand, he couldn't help swallowing.

"Brother Mo, you..." Qu Gaochi looked at Mo Qingyun.

"Cough... Haha, don't blame Old Brother Qu, this is Nebula's joking with you, don't get angry, don't take it seriously..." Mo Qingyun smiled and said roundly.

"It's all a knife, can it be a joke?"

Qu Gaochi's face was pale, looking at what Mo Qingyun meant, he made it clear that he wanted to protect that stinky boy.

This time Mo Qingyun didn't speak, Zhang Xingyun said, "I'm just giving you a piece of advice and advice. Since you have a bodyguard, it's better to bring it with you. Don't think of having a bodyguard when something happens."

Zhang Xingyun will not kill people because of this, and even if he kills, he will find a more secret place.

Qu Gaochi suddenly had nothing to say, their bodyguards were all staying in the villa next door now.

"Okay, parents, we don't deserve to talk to him like this!" Qu Guanyi, who had been silent on the side, suddenly stood up and said, not forgetting to comfort the mother beside him.

"Yes, yes...we are all people with identities, and we don't have the same knowledge as this little bodyguard!" Hu Yingxiu is sure that Zhang Xingyun does not dare to mess around, so he has the confidence to look at Zhang Xingyun, still a little afraid.

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