Chapter 255: Private bodyguard
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"Well, goodbye then."
Seeing Zhang Yifeng didn't go upstairs with herself, Ye Zhimei didn't insist either.
She turned around and planned to enter the community, but after walking two steps, as if thinking of something, she suddenly stopped and ran back.
In Zhang Yifeng's suspicious eyes, Ye Zhimei stood on her toes slightly, kissed Zhang Yifeng's lips, and then entered the community without looking back. If you look closely, you will find that Ye Zhimei blushed.
Don't look at Ye Zhimei's usual generosity, but she still kissed a boy actively, and her heart was pounding. She touched her lips with her hand, seeming to recall the touch just now.
"I'm going, I was mopped up."
Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly, and touched his lips, then turned around and hit a taxi and returned to the Rainbow Hotel.
At this moment, Zhang Yifeng took out the key and was about to open the door. Xiaofang's voice came from Suite 9 behind him.
"Sister Ting, he's back."
Behind her, the door of Suite No. 9 opened and Fang Keting walked out of it. She looked at Zhang Yifeng and said with a sigh of relief: "We kept knocking on your door this afternoon, but you didn’t respond. I thought you were in an accident and called the manager. I checked the surveillance and found out that you were out. Now that we see you come back, we can rest assured. Thank you for what happened this afternoon. Your injury is okay, right?"
Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "I went to the hospital this afternoon, and I am much better now."
"So I went to the hospital. That's good. By the way, can you come to our room?"
Zhang Yifeng frowned and said: "Something?"
Fang Keting nodded.
Zhang Yifeng thought for a while before entering Fang Keting's suite.
In the suite, apart from Que Xiaofang and the Liu sister, there is also a strange middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man is about forty years old, and there are two bodyguards standing beside him.
Seeing Zhang Yifeng coming in, the man frowned slightly and said, "He saved Ke Ting?"
Sister Liu nodded and said, "It's him."
The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Yifeng carefully, his eyes were bitter, as if he was not looking at the savior, but at the enemy, and then he said coldly.
"Say, who are you, how do you know someone is going to do something to Ke Ting."
The tone was cold, without the slightest gratitude, it seemed that Zhang Yifeng was also a murderer.
As soon as the man's words came out, Zhang Yifeng frowned. He didn't like the man's tone at all.
Without saying a word, he turned around and planned to leave.
"This...Uncle Guan, why are you talking like that."
Fang Keting's voice came, as if he didn't expect the man to say this sentence.
The middle-aged man ignored Fang Keting and said coldly: "Just want to leave? If you don't tell the truth, I can tell you very responsibly that you can't live without here."
The middle-aged man's words fell, and the two bodyguards immediately blocked the door, blocking Zhang Yifeng's path.
Zhang Yifeng stopped and shook his head slightly. His eyes also became cold. He looked back at the middle-aged man and said, "I know your purpose for doing this, but unfortunately, I don't like to explain. In addition, I can also tell you very responsibly that if Zhang Yifeng wants to leave, no one can stop me!"
Zhang Yifeng's voice was still floating, and his body suddenly moved.
The bodyguards in front of him didn't even react. They felt a heavy blow to their abdomen, and their bodies flew up almost at the same time, hitting the wall hard. After falling on the ground, he couldn't stand up for a while.
"Boy, there is a kind!"
The middle-aged man's face became cold, and he stepped on his feet before attacking Zhang Yifeng directly.
It can be seen that this middle-aged man is a practitioner, he should be a martial artist, but unfortunately, his cultivation level is not high, just a middle-aged martial artist. This kind of cultivation is just a pile of **** in front of Zhang Yifeng.
After approaching Zhang Yifeng, the middle-aged man hit Zhang Yifeng's face with a fist. The fist did not arrive, and the fist wind screamed.
"Uncle Guan, what are you doing! Ah, be careful."
Fang Keting's exclaimed voice came, and the word caution must be a reminder to Zhang Yifeng. Because Uncle Guan’s huge fist had already reached Zhang Yifeng’s face.
But Zhang Yifeng did not dodge at all. When Zhang Yifeng was about to be hit, Zhang Yifeng finally stretched out his slap.
Zhang Yifeng's slap was not big, but he grabbed the middle-aged man's fist, and the opponent's punch-bag fist could no longer move forward. Zhang Yifeng's slap was like a wall, blocking the attack of the middle-aged man.
"Ok?"
The middle-aged man's complexion changed. He knew the power of his punch, but he couldn't hurt the kid at all.
Musha? This kid is also a warrior!
Before the middle age had time to think too much, he suddenly made a hoarse muffled noise.
Zhang Yifeng shook his fist's hand and gently broke down.
Everyone at the scene could clearly see that the middle-aged man's wrist was completely deformed, and it seemed to be dislocated!
"Little brother……"
Sister Liu exclaimed. If Zhang Yifeng tried harder, she would really worry that the middle-aged man's wrist would be broken directly!
After all, Zhang Yifeng didn't have any added force. With a sudden wave of his right hand, the middle-aged man's 167 body suddenly turned a few times in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
"I want to go, no one can stop. At least you are not qualified."
Zhang Yifeng's flat voice came afterwards, saying, he tidied up his clothes, then turned and left.
"Senior, wait a minute, I was offended just now."
Just as Zhang Yifeng pressed his hand on the doorknob, the middle-aged man's voice came again, and he actually took the initiative to apologize. He barely got up from the ground, his right wrist was still bent, it should have been broken.
He did not deal with the broken hand, but saluted Zhang Yifeng and said again.
"Just now, I wanted to try Senior's skills, because we wanted Senior to be Fang Keting's bodyguard for the time being."
"Uncle Guan..."
When Fang Keting heard this, she understood why Uncle Guan would say such things and do such things, seeming to be testing Zhang Yifeng's strength.
"who are you?"
Zhang Yifeng turned around and asked about the identity of the middle-aged man.
"I am the bodyguard requested by Miss Ke Ting. However, in today’s matter, I found that I cannot guarantee the safety of Miss Ke Ting, so I thought of you. If you can save Miss Ke Ting’s life from the killer, I know you are not A simple character. In fact it is true."
"Being a bodyguard?" Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly, then shook his head, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested, and I'm very busy."
"Senior, wait a minute, listen to me. This matter will not delay the senior too much time. I believe that the senior already knows that this is the popular singer Fang Ke Ting. Ke Ting came to Kyoto this time in advance, one is to participate in the performance of the orphanage, two It’s for the concert in Kyoto. So we want to ask you to be Miss Ke Ting’s personal bodyguard. It won’t be too long. Tomorrow night is the concert. After tomorrow night, just send us on the plane to Hangyang City. ."
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"Well, goodbye then."
Seeing Zhang Yifeng didn't go upstairs with herself, Ye Zhimei didn't insist either.
She turned around and planned to enter the community, but after walking two steps, as if thinking of something, she suddenly stopped and ran back.
In Zhang Yifeng's suspicious eyes, Ye Zhimei stood on her toes slightly, kissed Zhang Yifeng's lips, and then entered the community without looking back. If you look closely, you will find that Ye Zhimei blushed.
Don't look at Ye Zhimei's usual generosity, but she still kissed a boy actively, and her heart was pounding. She touched her lips with her hand, seeming to recall the touch just now.
"I'm going, I was mopped up."
Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly, and touched his lips, then turned around and hit a taxi and returned to the Rainbow Hotel.
At this moment, Zhang Yifeng took out the key and was about to open the door. Xiaofang's voice came from Suite 9 behind him.
"Sister Ting, he's back."
Behind her, the door of Suite No. 9 opened and Fang Keting walked out of it. She looked at Zhang Yifeng and said with a sigh of relief: "We kept knocking on your door this afternoon, but you didn’t respond. I thought you were in an accident and called the manager. I checked the surveillance and found out that you were out. Now that we see you come back, we can rest assured. Thank you for what happened this afternoon. Your injury is okay, right?"
Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "I went to the hospital this afternoon, and I am much better now."
"So I went to the hospital. That's good. By the way, can you come to our room?"
Zhang Yifeng frowned and said: "Something?"
Fang Keting nodded.
Zhang Yifeng thought for a while before entering Fang Keting's suite.
In the suite, apart from Que Xiaofang and the Liu sister, there is also a strange middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man is about forty years old, and there are two bodyguards standing beside him.
Seeing Zhang Yifeng coming in, the man frowned slightly and said, "He saved Ke Ting?"
Sister Liu nodded and said, "It's him."
The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Yifeng carefully, his eyes were bitter, as if he was not looking at the savior, but at the enemy, and then he said coldly.
"Say, who are you, how do you know someone is going to do something to Ke Ting."
The tone was cold, without the slightest gratitude, it seemed that Zhang Yifeng was also a murderer.
As soon as the man's words came out, Zhang Yifeng frowned. He didn't like the man's tone at all.
Without saying a word, he turned around and planned to leave.
"This...Uncle Guan, why are you talking like that."
Fang Keting's voice came, as if he didn't expect the man to say this sentence.
The middle-aged man ignored Fang Keting and said coldly: "Just want to leave? If you don't tell the truth, I can tell you very responsibly that you can't live without here."
The middle-aged man's words fell, and the two bodyguards immediately blocked the door, blocking Zhang Yifeng's path.
Zhang Yifeng stopped and shook his head slightly. His eyes also became cold. He looked back at the middle-aged man and said, "I know your purpose for doing this, but unfortunately, I don't like to explain. In addition, I can also tell you very responsibly that if Zhang Yifeng wants to leave, no one can stop me!"
Zhang Yifeng's voice was still floating, and his body suddenly moved.
The bodyguards in front of him didn't even react. They felt a heavy blow to their abdomen, and their bodies flew up almost at the same time, hitting the wall hard. After falling on the ground, he couldn't stand up for a while.
"Boy, there is a kind!"
The middle-aged man's face became cold, and he stepped on his feet before attacking Zhang Yifeng directly.
It can be seen that this middle-aged man is a practitioner, he should be a martial artist, but unfortunately, his cultivation level is not high, just a middle-aged martial artist. This kind of cultivation is just a pile of **** in front of Zhang Yifeng.
After approaching Zhang Yifeng, the middle-aged man hit Zhang Yifeng's face with a fist. The fist did not arrive, and the fist wind screamed.
"Uncle Guan, what are you doing! Ah, be careful."
Fang Keting's exclaimed voice came, and the word caution must be a reminder to Zhang Yifeng. Because Uncle Guan’s huge fist had already reached Zhang Yifeng’s face.
But Zhang Yifeng did not dodge at all. When Zhang Yifeng was about to be hit, Zhang Yifeng finally stretched out his slap.
Zhang Yifeng's slap was not big, but he grabbed the middle-aged man's fist, and the opponent's punch-bag fist could no longer move forward. Zhang Yifeng's slap was like a wall, blocking the attack of the middle-aged man.
"Ok?"
The middle-aged man's complexion changed. He knew the power of his punch, but he couldn't hurt the kid at all.
Musha? This kid is also a warrior!
Before the middle age had time to think too much, he suddenly made a hoarse muffled noise.
Zhang Yifeng shook his fist's hand and gently broke down.
Everyone at the scene could clearly see that the middle-aged man's wrist was completely deformed, and it seemed to be dislocated!
"Little brother……"
Sister Liu exclaimed. If Zhang Yifeng tried harder, she would really worry that the middle-aged man's wrist would be broken directly!
After all, Zhang Yifeng didn't have any added force. With a sudden wave of his right hand, the middle-aged man's 167 body suddenly turned a few times in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
"I want to go, no one can stop. At least you are not qualified."
Zhang Yifeng's flat voice came afterwards, saying, he tidied up his clothes, then turned and left.
"Senior, wait a minute, I was offended just now."
Just as Zhang Yifeng pressed his hand on the doorknob, the middle-aged man's voice came again, and he actually took the initiative to apologize. He barely got up from the ground, his right wrist was still bent, it should have been broken.
He did not deal with the broken hand, but saluted Zhang Yifeng and said again.
"Just now, I wanted to try Senior's skills, because we wanted Senior to be Fang Keting's bodyguard for the time being."
"Uncle Guan..."
When Fang Keting heard this, she understood why Uncle Guan would say such things and do such things, seeming to be testing Zhang Yifeng's strength.
"who are you?"
Zhang Yifeng turned around and asked about the identity of the middle-aged man.
"I am the bodyguard requested by Miss Ke Ting. However, in today’s matter, I found that I cannot guarantee the safety of Miss Ke Ting, so I thought of you. If you can save Miss Ke Ting’s life from the killer, I know you are not A simple character. In fact it is true."
"Being a bodyguard?" Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly, then shook his head, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested, and I'm very busy."
"Senior, wait a minute, listen to me. This matter will not delay the senior too much time. I believe that the senior already knows that this is the popular singer Fang Ke Ting. Ke Ting came to Kyoto this time in advance, one is to participate in the performance of the orphanage, two It’s for the concert in Kyoto. So we want to ask you to be Miss Ke Ting’s personal bodyguard. It won’t be too long. Tomorrow night is the concert. After tomorrow night, just send us on the plane to Hangyang City. ."
"Well, goodbye then."Seeing Zhang Yifeng didn't go upstairs with herself, Ye Zhimei didn't insist either.She turned around and planned to enter the community, but after walking two steps, as if thinking of something, she suddenly stopped and ran back.In Zhang Yifeng's suspicious eyes, Ye Zhimei stood on her toes slightly, kissed Zhang Yifeng's lips, and then entered the community without looking back. If you look closely, you will find that Ye Zhimei blushed.Don't look at Ye Zhimei's usual generosity, but she still kissed a boy actively, and her heart was pounding. She touched her lips with her hand, seeming to recall the touch just now."I'm going, I was mopped up."Zhang Yifeng smiled faintly, and touched his lips, then turned around and hit a taxi and returned to the Rainbow Hotel.At this moment, Zhang Yifeng took out the key and was about to open the door. Xiaofang's voice came from Suite 9 behind him."Sister Ting, he's back."Behind her, the door of Suite No. 9 opened and Fang Keting walked out of it. She looked at Zhang Yifeng and said with a sigh of relief: "We kept knocking on your door this afternoon, but you didn't respond. I thought you were in an accident and called the manager. I checked the surveillance and found out that you were out. Now that we see you come back, we can rest assured. Thank you for what happened this afternoon. Your injury is okay, right?"Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "I went to the hospital this afternoon, and I am much better now.""So I went to the hospital. That's good. By the way, can you come to our room?"Zhang Yifeng frowned and said: "Something?"Fang Keting nodded.Zhang Yifeng thought for a while before entering Fang Keting's suite.In the suite, apart from Que Xiaofang and the Liu sister, there is also a strange middle-aged man.The middle-aged man is about forty years old, and there are two bodyguards standing beside him.Seeing Zhang Yifeng coming in, the man frowned slightly and said, "He saved Ke Ting?"Sister Liu nodded and said, "It's him."The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Yifeng carefully, his eyes were bitter, as if he was not looking at the savior, but at the enemy, and then he said coldly."Say, who are you, how do you know someone is going to do something to Ke Ting."The tone was cold, without the slightest gratitude, it seemed that Zhang Yifeng was also a murderer.As soon as the man's words came out, Zhang Yifeng frowned. He didn't like the man's tone at all.Without saying a word, he turned around and planned to leave."This...Uncle Guan, why are you talking like that."Fang Keting's voice came, as if he didn't expect the man to say this sentence.The middle-aged man ignored Fang Keting and said coldly: "Just want to leave? If you don't tell the truth, I can tell you very responsibly that you can't live without here."The middle-aged man's words fell, and the two bodyguards immediately blocked the door, blocking Zhang Yifeng's path.Zhang Yifeng stopped and shook his head slightly. His eyes also became cold. He looked back at the middle-aged man and said, "I know your purpose for doing this, but unfortunately, I don't like to explain. In addition, I can also tell you very responsibly that if Zhang Yifeng wants to leave, no one can stop me!"Zhang Yifeng's voice was still floating, and his body suddenly moved.The bodyguards in front of him didn't even react. They felt a heavy blow to their abdomen, and their bodies flew up almost at the same time, hitting the wall hard. After falling on the ground, he couldn't stand up for a while."Boy, there is a kind!"The middle-aged man's face became cold, and he stepped on his feet before attacking Zhang Yifeng directly.It can be seen that this middle-aged man is a practitioner, he should be a martial artist, but unfortunately, his cultivation level is not high, just a middle-aged martial artist. This kind of cultivation is just a pile of **** in front of Zhang Yifeng.After approaching Zhang Yifeng, the middle-aged man hit Zhang Yifeng's face with a fist. The fist did not arrive, and the fist wind screamed."Uncle Guan, what are you doing! Ah, be careful."Fang Keting's exclaimed voice came, and the word caution must be a reminder to Zhang Yifeng. Because Uncle Guan's huge fist had already reached Zhang Yifeng's face.But Zhang Yifeng did not dodge at all. When Zhang Yifeng was about to be hit, Zhang Yifeng finally stretched out his slap.Zhang Yifeng's slap was not big, but he grabbed the middle-aged man's fist, and the opponent's punch-bag fist could no longer move forward. Zhang Yifeng's slap was like a wall, blocking the attack of the middle-aged man."Ok?"The middle-aged man's complexion changed. He knew the power of his punch, but he couldn't hurt the kid at all.Musha? This kid is also a warrior!Before the middle age had time to think too much, he suddenly made a hoarse muffled noise.Zhang Yifeng shook his fist's hand and gently broke down.Everyone at the scene could clearly see that the middle-aged man's wrist was completely deformed, and it seemed to be dislocated!"Little brother"Sister Liu exclaimed. If Zhang Yifeng tried harder, she would really worry that the middle-aged man's wrist would be broken directly!After all, Zhang Yifeng didn't have any added force. With a sudden wave of his right hand, the middle-aged man's 167 body suddenly turned a few times in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground."I want to go, no one can stop. At least you are not qualified."Zhang Yifeng's flat voice came afterwards, saying, he tidied up his clothes, then turned and left."Senior, wait a minute, I was offended just now."Just as Zhang Yifeng pressed his hand on the doorknob, the middle-aged man's voice came again, and he actually took the initiative to apologize. He barely got up from the ground, his right wrist was still bent, it should have been broken.He did not deal with the broken hand, but saluted Zhang Yifeng and said again."Just now, I wanted to try Senior's skills, because we wanted Senior to be Fang Keting's bodyguard for the time being.""Uncle Guan..."When Fang Keting heard this, she understood why Uncle Guan would say such things and do such things, seeming to be testing Zhang Yifeng's strength."who are you?"Zhang Yifeng turned around and asked about the identity of the middle-aged man."I am the bodyguard requested by Miss Ke Ting. However, in today's matter, I found that I cannot guarantee the safety of Miss Ke Ting, so I thought of you. If you can save Miss Ke Ting's life from the killer, I know you are not A simple character. In fact it is true.""Being a bodyguard?" Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly, then shook his head, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested, and I'm very busy.""Senior, wait a minute, listen to me. This matter will not delay the senior too much time. I believe that the senior already knows that this is the popular singer Fang Ke Ting. Ke Ting came to Kyoto this time in advance, one is to participate in the performance of the orphanage, two It's for the concert in Kyoto. So we want to ask you to be Miss Ke Ting's personal bodyguard. It won't be too long. Tomorrow night is the concert. After tomorrow night, just send us on the plane to Hangyang City. ."
