The driving guard was an old guard who had followed Mr. Hu for more than ten years. He was capable and responsible, and had won the trust of the Hu family for many years.
This time, he drove Xiao Zheng home. But there was a doubt in his mind.
Wasn't Xiao Zheng unwilling to teach the young master?
Why did he choose to compromise after several negotiations?
Was it because he offended the Yuchi family and the Hu family at the same time and felt too much pressure to make this choice?
The old guard shook his head and rejected it himself.
The old guard was a soldier, and he had heard his colleagues and even old comrades mention Xiao Zheng. This young man's temper was not ordinary. When the Global Anti-Terrorism Alliance attacked the Paladins, Xiao Zheng did not even give face to the leading US military. That night, he turned the base upside down. Then, he ordered the massacre of the Boy Scouts, and even talked loudly in front of the media. He earned the name of the butcher.
It could be said that Xiao Zheng had never yielded to anyone all the way.
Would he really compromise with Mr. Hu because he yielded? Not necessarily.
"Boss Xiao, you are really admirable." The old guard admired him very much. "You are also the first young man I have ever seen who dares to challenge Mr. Hu."
"I wouldn't dare to challenge Elder Hu," Xiao Zheng said with a smile.
The guard looked at him with a subtle look. Xiao Zheng guessed what he was thinking, but he did not say much.
Compromise with the Hu family?
To make the old guard speechless, in today's negotiation, strictly speaking, it was Mr. Hu who compromised with Xiao Zheng, who was stubborn.
Xiao Zheng had rejected being a military counselor and Hu Jianjun's good teacher and helpful friend. Mr. Hu would not mention it again. But Xiao Zheng would guide Hu Jianjun as a friend without being involved in the game. And he would keep a distance.
On the one hand, Xiao Zheng needed free space. On the other hand, it was also for the political enemies of the Hu family like the Yuchi family to see. That way, he could save himself some unnecessary thoughts and schemes.
If he got too close, it was hard to guarantee that he would not be targeted.
If Xiao Zheng did not take the political resources of the Hu family, he did not need to take such risks.
But only Mr. Hu and Xiao Zheng knew about this negotiation that had not been put on the table. The old guard's realm was not high enough, so it was difficult for him to understand the mystery.
The car soon arrived at the entrance of the residential area. The guard used the pass that Xiao Zheng handed him to open the gate and slowly drove into the driveway of the residential area.
It was late at night. The street lamps on both sides of the driveway emitted an orange glow. The old guard drove very slowly at a constant speed.
After all, it was a residential area. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to stop in time if someone appeared.
But the more the guard thought so, the more he did what he thought.
As he slowed down and made a turn, a dark figure suddenly emerged from under the tree. His left hand suddenly waved a small hammer and smashed the car window with a bang. Then, the man in black pulled out a dagger and stabbed at Xiao Zheng who was in the passenger seat!
Whoosh!
Under the moonlight, the sharp dagger suddenly stabbed towards Xiao Zheng's face.
He looked ferocious and ruthless, and even the old guard's heart skipped a beat.
Since he sent Xiao Zheng home, he naturally took on the responsibility of protecting Xiao Zheng's safety. If something happened to Xiao Zheng in front of him, Mr. Hu would definitely hold him responsible.
Just as he was about to make a move, he saw Xiao Zheng reach out and grab the assassin's wrist. Immediately after, Xiao Zheng turned his wrist, and a crisp cracking sound was heard. The assassin's arm was dislocated, and he let out a dull groan in the night.
After the assassin's arm was dislocated, he struggled to break free from Xiao Zheng's grasp. With a horrified expression, he quickly fled into the night.
The old guard was about to stop the car and chase after the assassin when he heard Xiao Zheng say with a calm expression, "You don't have to chase."
After a pause, Xiao Zheng pursed his lips and said, "If something happens to you here, you'll have to pay for it. I don't know how to explain it to Mr. Hu. "
"Then he —" the old guard hesitated.
"He only dares to set up an ambush here because it's more dangerous ahead. He can't break in. "Xiao Zheng smiled and pointed to the night ahead. "He ran into there in a panic and walked right into the trap."
After that, he ordered the guard to drive over.
Beside an artificial lake.
A group of young men in suits with an average age of 25. But they were all strong and capable. They looked full of vigor. All of them had a crew cut and were surrounding the young man who had tried to assassinate Xiao Zheng. They were forced to the edge of the artificial lake.
There were about a dozen young men. They were not only well-trained, but also did not make any movement in the darkness. They just stared at the assassin with a weather-beaten face.
At the moment, he was wearing a black jacket. His hair was a little unkempt, and the jacket was also torn in several places. A small amount of oil stains could be seen on the jeans on his legs. It should be that he had not washed them in time, or there was no clean environment.
The assassin's right hand fell naturally, and he obviously had no strength to lift it. He clenched the dagger in his left hand and was making gestures to threaten the young men in suits standing around.
There was some panic on his face, but he was not afraid. His thin lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were still calm.
"Whoever dares to come over, I will stab him to death!"
He did not know if he was really scared or just ignored him. The group of young men in suits just blocked his way without any expression and did not take the initiative to attack.
Creak.
The old guard parked the car beside the artificial lake. A man in a suit quickly ran over and personally drove for Xiao Zheng. He whispered, "Boss, he is over there."
"Okay." Xiao Zheng nodded and walked over slowly.
The old guard was a little curious, so he also got out of the car and followed.
This group of bodyguards in charge of the villa's security was personally trained by Mega Gun and Houzi in the bodyguard academy. The final selection was made by Tina. There were not many people, only about 40 people. They took turns to protect the villa's security 24 hours a day. Tina was the leader.
On the day that this group of bodyguards appeared in the villa, as the leader, Tina gave them a name: Dragon Guard.
Xiao Zheng felt that the name was too big, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control it. However, Tina did not pay attention to him. It was decided directly.
Later, when they were drinking and complaining about this name, Xiao Ma looked at Xiao Zheng meaningfully and whispered, "Boss, Sister Tina is called Dragon Guard. It's because you are Dragon and she is a guard. "
Xiao Zheng was silent.
The young man's dressing did not have the demeanor of a professional killer. If he did not have the dagger in his hand, and his eyes were a little messy and listless, no one would doubt that he was a migrant worker.
His cheeks were a little thin. When he saw Xiao Zheng slowly walking over under the escort of bodyguards in suits, his eyes lit up. His expression was extremely complicated.
"Who sent you?" Xiao Zheng asked calmly.
"The mission of an assassin is to kill, not to inquire about people." The young man's arm was still holding the dagger steadily.
"So you really are an assassin." Xiao Zheng nodded slightly and then asked again. "Then why don't you use a gun? If you have a gun in your hand, you can also increase the chance of killing me. "
"I like the feeling of killing with a knife," the young man said after a moment of silence.
"Is it because you have no money and no gun?"
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