Female President's Ultimate Guard

"What? Mission failed?"

In the clubhouse, Zhao Kunlun and Chen Xingda were having fun, waiting for good news from the killer.

As for Zhao Zhipeng, he had lost all his stuff, so he didn't come here in order not to be irritated.

At the same time, Zhao Kunlun also prepared a smuggling ship for the more than 20 killers. Once they succeeded, these killers would be arranged to go abroad to hide for a while.

This time, Zhao Kunlun was cruel and took a lot of effort to find this group of professional killers.

After all, he knew that Shen Dong knew kung fu, so he eliminated more than 20 bodyguards in his villa in one go.

So this time, just to be careful, he spent a lot of money to invite more than 20 powerful fighters, and he didn't believe that he couldn't beat Shen Dong to death.

But just half a minute ago, a call came into his mobile phone, announcing that the mission had failed, and more than 20 killers were all abolished.

"Zhao Kunlun, is this what you said you know a little bit of kung fu? He is a devil, and my hands were chopped off."

The hysterical roar of the crew-cut male killer came from the mobile phone.

In this battle, all the elites under his hands had their tendons cut off. Even if they could have surgery to connect the tendons, they would never be able to hold a knife in this life.

Zhao Kunlun's face was livid, and he shouted: "It's your incompetence, it's none of my business."

"We are incompetent?"

The flat-headed man sneered: "Listen to your tone, you want to renege on the debt, right? I tell you, 800 million won't settle this matter, 1000 million will be transferred to my account immediately, otherwise, when you go out , you need to bring more bodyguards, and keep one eye open when you sleep."

"What the hell? How dare you threaten me?"

Zhao Kunlun was furious. After all, he was also the chairman of a group and held a high position. Never before had anyone dared to speak to him like this.

"threaten?"

The flat-headed man sneered and said, "It was you who provided us with wrong information. Shen Dong almost cut off my life. You have to pay the medical expenses for so many of us. Otherwise, we will wait and see. "

Hearing the blind tone on the phone, Zhao Kunlun's face turned green and pale with anger.

In the territory of Qingyang City, no one had ever dared to talk to him like that.

It's just too insane.

"Old Zhao, how's the situation? Are Shen Dong and Lin Wanqiu dead?"

It was too noisy in the private room just now, Chen Xingda didn't hear the conversation on the phone, and after driving away the girls who accompanied the wine, he asked anxiously.

Zhao Kunlun sat on the sofa angrily, took a sip of wine into his mouth, and said the matter cursingly.

After hearing that the assassin's assassination failed, Chen Xingda was half happy and half worried.

Frankly speaking, if this stunner like Lin Wanqiu really died, then he would feel a little distressed.

But what is worrying is that Shen Dong and Lin Wanqiu must have guessed that the assassination had something to do with him, and the devil Shen Dong will definitely take revenge on him in the future.

He looked distressed, and persuaded Zhao Kunlun: "Old Zhao, I think it's better for you to transfer the money into the killer's account. After all, the king of Hades is aggressive and the little devil is hard to deal with. If they do something radical again Come on, we can steal chickens and lose money."

He said that because he had his own concerns.

Zhao Kunlun is the old director of the group, and he is protected by bodyguards when he travels.

And he is just a bank president. Although he has great power and connections, he doesn't have that much money to hire experts to be his bodyguards.

If those killers were after him, wouldn't he be a piece of meat on the chopping board and let others slaughter him?

Although Zhao Kunlun couldn't hold back his breath, but seeing the current situation, he had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and transfer 1000 million to the killer to buy peace.

For a rich man like him, he is not afraid of thieves stealing, but he is afraid of thieves thinking about him.

Money is a small matter, life is a big thing.

But after he settled the score with Shen Dong, he would definitely not let these killers go.

Seeing that Zhao Kunlun transferred the money, Chen Xingda's heart dropped in his throat, and he immediately asked: "Old Zhao, what should we do next? That devil Shen Dong will definitely take revenge on us. And today I agreed , if you want to lend Lin Wanqiu [-] million, it's still [-] cents interest. She will ask me for money tomorrow, what should I do?"

"Old Chen, when did you become so timid? Could it be that you were really scared out of your wits by Shen Dong?"

Zhao Kunlun was already in a bad mood, but now that Chen Xingda yelled at him like this, he suddenly became angry.

Chen Xingda's face was flushed, and he touched his head which was still wrapped in gauze.

Can this be scary?

Zhao Kunlun patted Chen Xingda on the shoulder and said, "Old Chen, you are our little God of Wealth in Qingyang City, what are you afraid of him doing? And even if we don't suppress them, I don't think it will be long before the Lin Group will be killed because of the capital chain. Broken and closed."

Yup!

Hearing what Zhao Kunlun said, the fear in Chen Xingda's heart was swept away.

I am the little God of Wealth in Qingyang City, with a wide network of contacts and a lot of means, plus a Zhao Kunlun, I am still afraid of being an egg?
Seeing that Chen Xingda regained his confidence, Zhao Kunlun said with a smirk: "If Lin Wanqiu, that little slut dares to ask you for a loan tomorrow, you will be like this."

When Lin Wanqiu returned home, it was almost midnight.

After going back to the house and taking a shower, she lay on the bed with some lingering fears.

If it wasn't for Shen Dong just now, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

As she gets along longer, she finds that she is more and more dependent on Shen Dong and cannot do without him.

In case Shen Dong leaves him one day, what should he, his sister and the group do?
After all, Shen Dong has superb medical skills, terrifying kung fu, and a billion interest-free credit card, it seems that he is not short of money.

How long can Shen Dong, a great god, stay in this small temple of his own?

She was really afraid that Shen Dong was just going out to experience life, and when he got tired of it, he would leave her without hesitation.

Lin Wanqiu lay on the bed with a face full of worries about gains and losses, her eyes were full of sadness
In the early morning of the next day, those who should go to work go to work, and those who should go to school go to school.

In the office, Shen Dong was very busy, when he looked up to drink water, he found Lin Wanqiu resting his chin and staring at him in a daze.

Until he walked in front of Lin Wanqiu, Lin Wanqiu didn't notice it at all.

"Wanqiu, what are you thinking?"

Shen Dong sat down on the desk, leaned forward and smirked at Lin Wanqiu.

Lin Wanqiu was startled, she suddenly came back to her senses, her eyes were full of panic, she kept dodging: "It's nothing."

It may be that she was thinking day by day and dreaming at night. She had a dream last night. She dreamed that Shen Dong's wives and concubines left her in groups. She cried alone in place for a long time, and then many people came to chase and kill her. she.

In the dream, not only did Shen Dong not help, but he also laughed at her, scolding her for being fake and lofty, scolding her for not wanting to be his first wife, and that's how she ended up in this situation.

When she woke up, tears had soaked the pillow.

"By the way, Wanqiu, let me tell you something serious."

Shen Dong leaned over as much as possible, and put his face in front of Lin Wanqiu.

Seeing Shen Dong who was so close at hand, Lin Wanqiu instinctively wanted to dodge, but it might be because of the dream, she didn't dare to dodge at all: "What's the matter? Tell me."

"It's about being my eldest wife. You promised me yesterday, you won't break the contract, will you?"

Shen Dong smirked.

At such a close distance, he could clearly feel Lin Wanqiu's disordered breathing hitting his face, itching.