Entering the room, Chief No. 3 greeted Qin Dalong enthusiastically. It seems that the military real-power faction is still very popular. The two big men talked hotly. Zhang Yuan actually came in to say hello and let Chief No. 3 recognize one. face.
Unexpectedly, Chief No. 3 waved his hand at him from a distance, "Second floor."
Of course Zhang Yuan understands why he was asked to go to the second floor, isn't it Zhang Yanjun? But Zhang Yuan didn't know what Zhang Yanjun was looking for.
This villa is quite big. As soon as you go up on the second floor, it is a living room. At a glance, you can see Zhang Yanjun sitting on the sofa, fiddle with a small camera in one hand, and with a wig in the other hand, it rotates like a handkerchief when two people turn around. , Her little feet dangled with pointed high heels, and the round heels wrapped in flesh-colored silk stockings were wonderful.
"You are late." Zhang Yanjun watched and said, "5 minutes."
Zhang Yuan didn't explain, and asked, "Is there anything wrong? If not, I will go to work."
Zhang Yanjun is a little strange. Why didn't he see this kid being unfamiliar with him in a few days? Isn't he nice to him in a dangerous moment? Zhang Yanjun always thought that Zhang Yuan fought for her a chance to survive that day because Zhang Yuan fell in love with her.
Zhang Yanjun stood up, put on her shoes, "I want to follow you and make a show."
"No." Zhang Yuan denied.
"why?"
"You know, this kind of work is confidential, including the route and the method of inspection. You are leaking secrets like this and will give terrorists a chance."
Zhang Yanjun smiled and walked over, "Don't come to this one. I won't broadcast it tomorrow. I will definitely have some time. When the time comes, things are over. What does it matter?"
"But what about in the future? From now on, no chief will come to Zhonghai? There are no terrorists to take the risk? Do you know why the special guards are called heroes floating outside the flash?" Zhang Yuan never let go.
Zhang Yanjun was upset. He thought that his grandfather had agreed, but he didn't expect that this kid would not buy in. He really regarded himself as a special guard, and he would even teach others. It seems that he can't do it without warning him.
"Stand not to move!" Zhang Yanjun said something like an order and walked in front of Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yanjun was wearing a floral chiffon long skirt. She might feel that she was in good shape. Contrary to Qin Xiaorou, Zhang Yanjun likes to wear a skirt, but it is true that she wore a skirt more elegant than the jeans that day.
A golden wig highlights the delicate and compact face, such a girl, with a long skirt, proud chest, thin waist, noble, temperament, and elegant.
Zhang Yuan just felt a burst of tangy fragrance coming in. The fragrance was elegant and fascinating. Zhang Yanjun was still approaching and almost hit Zhang Yuan. Then she opened Zhang Yuan's suit and put her hand in.
She stretched her hand to Zhang Yuan’s armpit, and her chest was almost covered with Zhang Yuan. Although Zhang Yuan had self-control, she smelled the fragrant woman's scent, and watched the woman's swelling plump, flushing face, and her heart It is impossible without Qi Nian.
Zhang Yuan couldn’t figure out what this woman was going to do, so he had to stand still, worried that the woman suddenly shouted something indecent, but he was also very experienced in this kind of scene in his previous life. His steps upstairs were deliberately added. With some strength, it is easy to measure the footprints to prove that he did not walk randomly after he came up, which can prove his innocence.
However, Zhang Yuan was too worried, Zhang Yanjun did not confuse or shout, but took out Zhang Yuan's gun.
"It's so easy to be disarmed, but also special guard?" Zhang Yanjun sarcastically, and then held a pistol in his small hand and looked at Zhang Yuan with mocking eyes.
"It will go off fire." Zhang Yuan reminded without moving.
"Fire?" After Zhang Yanjun finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and pressed her muzzle against Zhang Yuan's forehead. Her movements were a bit large, and the distance was so close, Zhang Yuan was in pain.
"Borrow something from you!" Zhang Yanjun said coldly.
Zhang Yuan probably understood what she was going to do, and said blankly, "You haven't covered insurance yet."
Zhang Yanjun blushed and said angrily, "I'm going to rob l like this! Take my clothes off!"
Zhang Yuan knew that she was about to say this, and smiled in his heart, this girl still had grudges in mind.
"I had no choice last time." Zhang Yuan explained.
"I don't care, I can't take it off!" Zhang Yanjun increased his strength.
Zhang Yuan's forehead was in pain, and he didn't want to be entangled with her. He stretched out his hand to catch her wrist, didn't want to use too much force, and twisted in the opposite direction.
Zhang Yanjun couldn't stand it anymore. When his little hand loosened, the gun fell naturally. Zhang Yuan picked up the pistol, let go of the little hand, backhanded the gun, and inserted it back into the armpit. The action was clean and neat, all in one go.
Obviously, Zhang Yanjun is not Qin Xiaorou, and has no interest in his tricks. After tidying up and rubbing Xiao Hao's sore wrist, tears rolled out of her angry eyes.
"I didn't use any force." Zhang Yuan was a little aggrieved, really useless, only to blame your small arms for being too thin.
"Do you think I am a strong man? You know bullying women, you bastard, forcing me to undress, and hitting me!" Zhang Yanjun raised two white fists and patted Zhang Yuan's chest.
The more powerful the woman is, the man who can shoot will want to resist, and the weaker the woman, the man who can shoot will feel weak.
Zhang Yuan continued with her two hands and said softly: "Host, stop making trouble, I still have a job. I apologize for the past. If you have any requests, you can mention it. This kind of nonsense is meaningless. Delay things."
"Is it useful to apologize? I was a girl who was pointed at by a gun to take off her clothes, and she was seen by others. Do you want me to leave it alone? Do you still have a face when it spreads out?" Zhang Yanjun's tears finally rolled out, excited The middle voice is also much louder.
Zhang Yuansheng was afraid of hearing from below, so he hurriedly pulled her into the small hall, sat on the sofa, wiped her tears, and comforted: "Don't worry, I won't talk about it. We know this and won't spread it. It will not affect your image."
Zhang Yuan’s attitude softened, and Zhang Yanjun stopped shouting. He wiped his tears and complained, "This is the first time I take off my clothes in front of a boy. Haven't shown it to a man yet."
Zhang Yuanxin said, Shao Huyou, what's the matter with No. 3 Chief, but he didn't say anything.
"You bastard even said me and Zhong Haomin, you are really a bastard you! Am I that kind of person? I showed you the first time, you have to compensate."
I got it for the first time inexplicably, Zhang Yuan said helplessly: "Compensation, Miss Yanjun will agree to you whatever compensation you want."
"Then I will follow you on the road patrol."
Yuan pouted, "But you are not allowed to bring a camera, and I have the right not to answer any of your questions."
"can."
Reaching an agreement, Zhang Yanjun put on a wig and sunglasses, followed Zhang Yuan downstairs and went to the living room. Zhang Yanjun greeted him, "Grandpa, I'm leaving, good night."
Zhang Yuan was taken aback, grandpa
After going out, Zhang Yuan asked, "Your surname is Zhang too?"
"Yes."
"The third chief is you..."
"grandfather!"
Zhang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought... hehe."
Zhang Yuan's last laugh betrayed his thoughts, Zhang Yanjun was suddenly angry and raised his whirlwind leg to kick Zhang Yuan.
"Why are you? Asshole you! Why are your high school students so dirty in their brains, what do you think about you, I kicked you asshole..."
Zhang Yuan knew the truth, and also knew that this girl really showed it to himself for the first time. He felt inexplicably happy in his heart, and was willing to let her kick twice.
"Hey, I thought that there are many talents in our old Zhang family. I didn't think that the most famous beauty host of Zhonghai also had the surname Zhang. After leaving, your own thinking is dirty.
"You fart!" Zhang Yanjun chased up again.
With the gentle evening breeze, Zhang Yuan drove the car, opened the window, and held the steering wheel with one hand. As soon as the evening breeze was gentle, Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, ignoring the curious look of Zhang Yanjun next to him.
After leaving the military control area, Zhang Yuan changed back to a civilian license, and the car drove along the river bank. Zhang Yuan's speed was not fast, with an average of 50 miles. Zhang Yanjun did not know that the six infrared thermal sensors on the Mercedes-Benz car had been turned on at this moment. The synchronized data is sent back to the security lobby.
However, Zhang Yanjun could see that Zhang Yuan was at work. Don’t look at his eyes squinting like drinking too much, but every time he gets to an intersection, his eyes will open slightly, although she doesn’t know exactly where Zhang Yuan is. Look, but you can guess that he is paying attention to the surveillance equipment at various intersections.
In fact, Zhang Yuan saw more than that. At each intersection, the traffic flow, the location of the building, the suspicious location, and even whether the window in a certain corner was open or closed were all in his eyes and remembered, and sometimes he would pick it up. A small notebook at hand recorded two pens, but Zhang Yanjun couldn't understand what he wrote.
"Have you been in the army? Have you been a bodyguard? Trained?..."
Zhang Yuan didn't answer Zhang Yanjun's little white question at all. Anyway, he had said it beforehand and could refuse to answer.
"As far as I know, you have never participated in security training or received military training. How did you become a self-taught talent?" Zhang Yanjun asked again.
"Self-taught?" Zhang Yuan looked up at her.
What made Zhang Yanjun angry was that his eyes seemed to be looking at an idiot.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yuan retracted his eyes and nodded, "Yes, it's self-study, related military books, what war and peace."
"War and peace?" Zhang Yanjun asked, are they military books
"Well, that's right." Zhang Yuan said seriously, "There are guns and roses."
Zhang Yanjun is speechless, is that a book? It looks like a band.
Seeing the smug cunning in the corner of Zhang Yuan's eyes, Zhang Yanjun was gone. This kid made it clear that he was fooling himself and getting the interviewee to tell the truth is also a kind of knowledge. The key is to find topics that are of interest to both parties.
Men are only interested in women, and Zhang Yanjun asked, "How many girlfriends do you have?"
"One."
"What's the matter with that little model in Yinwan Middle School?"
"As I said, I saved their family. Didn't you see that surnamed Jin? The girl in Yinwan is his daughter." Zhang Yuan replied.
Zhang Yanjun tilted her head and asked in disbelief: "But why did you go to school to find that girl? You know that you see her beautiful daughter, and you are tempted. The hero saves the beauty. After saving the beauty, you want to use your brains, right
Zhang Yuan is funny. He is a reporter and he has so much imagination. He asked, "Then I also saved you. Did I use my brain?"
Zhang Yanjun rolled his eyes with amorous feelings, "Who knows if you moved or not?"