Is one person enough
Hearing Zhang Tong's words, the young woman named Yu'er once again aimed her eyes at Wang Chao who was sitting still beside Zhang Tong. Wang Chao was still wearing a simple and refreshing sportswear, his hair was neither long nor short, and nothing abnormal could be seen. The only abnormal thing is sitting with eyes slightly closed, like a cat during the day.
This kind of temperament with eyes closed and silent gives people a look of tranquility, peace and composure.
But this doesn't mean that Yu'er can rest assured that such a person can guarantee her safety. But she still trusted Zhang Tong, and she didn't say much. Once she stepped on the accelerator, the car started and drove smoothly.
Zhang Tong squinted his eyes lazily to rest his mind, but fell asleep after a few minutes. The body leaned slightly against Wang Chao's body, breathing very evenly, the long eyelashes moved occasionally, and a blush appeared on the creamy skin. He looked like he had slept soundly.
Indeed, Wang Chao alone is enough.
If the number one expert in the world can't protect her safety, then no amount of people will help. So Zhang Tong was very relieved.
Feeling Zhang Tong leaning forward, Wang Chao didn't dodge, but let her lean on. The fragrance of this female president's body also faintly spread into the nostrils, and the body feels soft and tender, and the words nephrite and warm fragrance can't be more appropriate.
If it is an ordinary man, facing such nephrite jade and gentle fragrance, it is inevitable that he will be distracted. But Wang Chao is very calm, because his spirit has been fully concentrated, and he has entered the realm of sensitive psychic.
This is an ideal state of mind when boxing is used against the enemy. Although there is no sincere way of Tang Zichen's foresight, but if there is a slight disturbance in the outside world, he will immediately be alert and respond as quickly as possible!
Now even if someone is a few kilometers away, if you aim at him with a heavy resistance, even if you can't see the person, Wang Chao will be alerted immediately.
Originally, there were many masters in Nanyang Tang Sect, but the only one who could really protect Zhang Tong was himself besides Ba Liming. Wang Chao himself wanted to repay Zhang Tong's favor, so of course he did it himself regardless of his status. What's more, he also wants to see, what is so powerful about that killer organization called GOD
Wang Chao also knew something about the fact that the U.S. Military Intelligence Bureau bribed the killer of the GOD organization to assassinate and arrest Tang Zichen in the Tianxing Lake Community in China, but was killed in one fell swoop.
It's not that the killer of the GOD organization has never assassinated him. After he competed with Ruan Hongxiu back then, he was hated by the warlords in the Golden Triangle area, and the killer he invited was also from the GOD organization. It's a pity that he overturned the car with a single shot and stabbed it to death.
"This organization claims to be a god. I want to see how many people have been sent out for me to kill. Zichen can't even find out the origin of this organization, so let me check it out. After I find out, it will be done. As annoying as flies."
Wang Chao didn't pay much attention to this assassination organization known as God. Because for a person like him, assassination basically has no effect. To eliminate him, only a large army surrounded him in a dignified manner. Or send several powerful masters to jointly push him into a desperate situation where he cannot escape.
"The one who is really threatening is the woman Yan Yuanyi. Well, Yan Yuanyi, Zhao Guangrong, Liu Mubai, and that martial-style Tai Chi master. I am also very afraid of these four people joining forces."
Although Wang Chao possesses the fisting skills of "Fan Tian Yin" and the physical skills of "Spider Treading Water", he has to admit that as long as he is surrounded by three powerful masters, he will be extremely dangerous. I can only walk away.
"Hmm. Zhang Tong, we're here, wake up."
Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a typical manor house with flowers in full bloom on the outskirts of Paris. Wang Chao gently pushed Zhang Tong who was taking a nap on his body.
Zhang Tong opened his eyes, as if feeling unfinished. Just as he was about to wave his hands, he suddenly found himself pressing his head on Wang Chao's lap in a very ambiguous posture. Tired. Well, it didn't hinder you, did it?"
"Don't worry, with me here, you can rest at ease when you get home." Wang Chao said softly, and got out of the car casually. Get a little taste of what France, a country with a romantic atmosphere, looks like.
The scenery in front of me is fine, with spotlessly clean white roads, turquoise grass, and blooming flowers, small manors surrounded by white fences, and small houses with pointed roofs, which have the atmosphere of a European medieval farm. . Wang Chao did know that these rich people from abroad usually like to live in the suburbs and drive to the city every day to go to work.
Looking at Zhang Tong's manor-style house, Wang Chao knew that she was very rich. Such a house cost at least tens of millions, not to mention the annual maintenance, hiring someone to take care of it, and some maintenance costs.
When Wang Chao got out of the car, he saw several young people coming out of the gate to greet him.
There are men and women in these young people. They walk with the soles of their feet on the ground and then lift their toes, like cats and tigers walking. They are calm and silent, but they show good leg skills. They look like they are practicing. .
"Mr. Zhang, why did you go abroad without saying a word these days? The situation is very tight recently. If you want to go abroad, you should bring a few people with you. If something goes wrong, you can deal with it."
A 1.9-meter-tall man in a maroon tight-fitting gown with crouching silkworm eyebrows saw Zhang Tong get out of the car, and walked up in a few steps. He glanced at Wang Chao next to her, his silkworm-like eyebrows curled sharp.
"Xiaoyan, I'm very tired. What's the matter, wait for me to take a rest and talk about it when I have dinner." Zhang Tong waved his hand and said something to the tall man, then turned slightly to let Wang Chao stand beside him , high-heeled shoes ticking into the room.
"Senior Brother Yan? What is the origin of that young man next to Mr. Zhang? Why have I never seen it before?" A young man asked the tall man.
"I don't know, I've never seen it before." Senior Brother Yan's eyebrows slightly stretched, but a light flickered in his eyes.
"Brother Yan, we are the bodyguards invited by Mr. Zhang. We only need to protect his safety. As for his private life, it is best not to discuss too much. Otherwise, the rules will be broken, and the master will not be able to justify it."
A woman wearing light blue tight jeans, wrapping her curvaceous figure, wearing black riding boots, with a cold face and a standard female bodyguard who should not be approached by strangers spoke.
Hearing this woman's words, Senior Brother Yan snorted and stopped talking.
"It does have some work ethic."
Wang Chao, who was always by Zhang Tong's side, listened to the conversation of these people verbatim. He knew that the people Zhang Tong invited were all experts in the protection of Hongmen in France. It's not uncommon for people who practice boxing to be bodyguards and housekeepers. After all, we have to eat and live. As a large organization, Hongmen also needs to carry out these businesses.
"I went to take a shower and take a break, got really tired and fell asleep in the car."
When he arrived at his home, Zhang Tong quickly kicked off his high heels and put on a pair of fluffy white bear slippers. He walked two steps comfortably, yawned, and then went up the stairs. Wang Chao also followed behind, still not leaving, as if Zhang Tong was going to take a bath.
Along with Zhang Tong, apart from Wang Chao, there was also the woman in light blue denim and black riding boots and the young woman named Yu'er.
The rest of the men stayed downstairs and scattered around the house. It is obviously taboo for a man to be a woman's bodyguard, so these men stay outside.
Seeing Wang Chao's posture of following to the boudoir, the young woman named Yu'er looked very bad, she raised her head and made a face.
Swish!
The woman in light blue denim and black riding boots stopped in front of Wang Chao in the blink of an eye, "Stop."
"Huh?" Wang Chao stopped and looked at this cold female bodyguard, with a playful smile on her face.
"Nanzi. He is my personal bodyguard. He is very reliable. From today on, he will follow me every step of the way. Don't make a fuss."
Zhang Tong turned around and said.
"Personal bodyguard?" This woman in light blue denim and black riding boots is called Nanzi. When she heard that Wang Chao is also a bodyguard, her face changed, as if her job was threatened: "Mr. Zhang, an unreliable person , it’s best not to find them. The one who assassinated you this time is not an ordinary character, if you invite some people with silver-like wax spear heads, I’m afraid it will be very dangerous.”
Wang Chao looked this Nanzi up and down: "You are practicing Plum Blossom Boxing, right? You walked steadily. The top of your head, the tips of your hands, and your toes didn't keep up with the three-star pile. Your physical strength is so-so. You can protect yourself, but you can protect others mysterious."
Plum Blossom Boxing has a three-star post, which is the top of your head, hands, and toes, compared with the three stars in the sky. People who have practiced to a high level follow this three-star post whether they are walking, sleeping, eating, dressing, or drinking tea. meaning. That's considered culturalization.
This Nanzi has a good foundation, but he doesn't have the intention of taking pictures of three stars all the time.