Female President's Ultimate Guard

In the underground training room, Xiao Liuzi's thin body kept sweating in front of the sandbags, her fists were torn apart, but she didn't seem to feel the pain.

Since the last mission failed and was injured by Shen Dong, she trained harder and harder after she came back. Apart from eating and sleeping every day, she practiced in this dark underground training room.

Because whenever I was free, I couldn't help but see Shen Dong's figure in my mind, and the desire for freedom in my heart became even stronger.

"Xiao Liu, what's the matter with you? Ever since the last mission failed and you came back, something is wrong with you."

Suddenly, a man wearing a ghost mask appeared behind Xiao Liu, and said softly: "Don't practice, be careful not to hurt your energy."

Xiao Liu lay on the ground with a plop, her clothes were already soaked in sweat, and she kept panting heavily.

After a while, her quiet voice rang out: "Little Fifth Brother, do ghosts like us who live in the eternal night still have energy to speak of? We are just puppets without flesh and blood and without emotion."

"Xiao Liu, what nonsense are you talking about? Our boss gave us our lives, so we should serve him."

Xiao Wu was wearing a ghost mask, so he couldn't see his expression, but his voice was full of incomparable seriousness and seriousness.

Little Six who was lying on the ground smiled wryly: "No wonder. No wonder the boss likes you the most among all of us, because you are a beast that is easy to control and has no self-thought."

"little six."

Xiao Wu suddenly shouted: "Although I don't know what you have experienced, but what you said is disrespectful. If the boss hears it, he will kill you. Don't think about it anymore, okay? Live, Isn't it good?"

"Alive? It's better to live without freedom"

Before Xiao Liu finished speaking, Xiao Wu raised his hand and slapped her across the face: "Xiao Liu, I don't allow you to talk nonsense like this. I know it's hard for you, but as long as we obey the boss obediently, one day, he will definitely Give us what we want, including freedom."

"Little Fifth Brother, you are so stupid!"

Xiao Liu was still lying on the ground quietly, looking at Xiao Wu's ghost mask with a gloomy look.

what---
In the intensive care unit, Zhao Zhipeng was biting a cotton cloth, and two old doctors were changing the dressing on his lower body.

Because of the hot weather and the fact that the injured area is prone to breed bacteria, the medicine was changed from once every two days to once a day to prevent infection and inflammation of the wound.

After all, it is not easy to deal with inflammation in that kind of place, so the only way is to remove it completely.

Zhao Zhipeng clenched his fists tightly, his whole body throbbing in pain, the more it hurt, the more he hated Shen Dong and Lin Wanqiu.

After more than ten minutes, the two old doctors changed the medicine: "Master Zhao, the wound has healed very well. It will take another week at most for the wound to heal completely."

Another doctor warned: "Be careful when urinating, and try to wipe it clean with paper. If the urine accidentally soaks into the wound, you must ask us to change the dressing in time."

Zhao Zhipeng's face turned pale from the pain. Although anesthesia can reduce the pain, it may also cause uncontrolled urine flow, which may lead to infection.

So changing the dressing every day will make him miserable.

Zhao Zhipeng hummed lightly, pointed to the toilet and said, "Tell your people to quickly clear the toilet, the toilet is blocked."

Every time he defecated or peed, he had to wipe it with a lot of paper, which caused the toilet to clog.

After the two doctors left, Zhao Zhipeng hurriedly held the mobile phone in his hand and called the killer organization.

He waited patiently for several days, but there was no reply from the assassin organization, which almost exhausted his patience.

As soon as the phone was connected, a girl's voice came from the opposite side: "Master Zhao, hello, what can I do?"

"It's been several days, can you do it?"

Zhao Zhipeng said angrily.

The girl smiled and said: "Master Zhao, don't worry, didn't I tell you? The task will be completed within a week. We sent someone out yesterday, and now he should be preparing for the task. I assure you, today and tomorrow I'll give you an answer later."

"Tonight and tomorrow? Are you sure?"

When Zhao Zhipeng heard this, he suddenly felt that his lower body did not feel so painful.

"Sure, we have indeed dispatched an A-level assassin. He has 20 years of assassination experience, and he is guaranteed to complete the task!"

The girl spoke confidently.

The so-called 20 years of assassination experience is just lip service, who will check it?

As for the level of the killer, it is nothing more than finding a suitable reason for the sky-high asking price.

"Okay, then I'll give you two more days."

After Zhao Zhipeng hung up the phone, he looked out the window with a sullen look on his face.

In an old building in an alley on Xiping Road, a 30-year-old Miao woman in a cheongsam hurried to an upstairs office after hanging up the phone.

"Captain, Master Zhao just called to urge you, did Feng Dahai take any action?"

Mrs. Miao opened the door and walked in, looking at a middle-aged man with a big belly.

The middle-aged man is Yin Kui, the captain and boss of the Wolf Cry Killer Organization.

In the early years, he worked as a mercenary overseas for a few years, but because he couldn't bear the hardship, he returned to China to recuperate for a while, and later established the Wolf Cry Killer Organization.

"Feng Dahai has never missed a shot. I guess he is currently investigating the layout of the villa, so it is easier to move."

As expected, Yin Kui had seen the world and was not in a hurry.

And what the killer taboos the most is being disturbed during the operation, so he dare not get in touch with Feng Dahai.

If even Feng Dahai misses this time, he can only use his trump card.

After Shen Dong left the Lin Group, he came to the military hospital to look for Chen Dong to see if he would be willing to be Lin Wanqiu's bodyguard.

But when Shen Dong came to the military hospital, he learned from the nurse that Chen Dong had been transferred to the No. [-] Hospital.

For what reason, the nurse did not know, because it was the arrangement of the superior.

Immediately, he came to the First Hospital and found Chen Dong who was sitting on the window sill of the ward in a daze.

"Yo, it looks like you're recovering well, is your foot better?"

Shen Dong walked in carrying the fruit, and greeted Chen Dong with a smile.

"Brother Shen Shen, are you here?"

Chen Dong came down from the balcony. This guy's ability to recover was astonishing. His ankles worn out by the iron chains had scabbed over. He could move freely, but his speech still stuttered a bit.

After sitting down, Shen Dong peeled an apple for Chen Dong, and asked curiously, "Why did you transfer here from the military hospital? What happened?"

Chen Dong's clear eyes were full of doubts, he shook his head, expressing his ignorance: "It was arranged by Captain Liang, and he said that it would not restrict my freedom. I don't know about the rest."

This guy is as simple as a blank sheet of paper, but fortunately his IQ is normal. It seems that the military hospital has given him psychological counseling.

Otherwise, being imprisoned for seven years, coupled with the death of both parents just after being freed, no matter who puts it on this matter, it is unbearable.

"Then what are your plans next?"

Shen Dong asked.

Chen Dong shook his head. Although he was free, he was at a loss for the future.

At only 20 years old, he possesses brute strength, and his education is still in the first year of junior high school.

Shen Dong smiled: "Can you walk for me? I will arrange a job with high salary and good treatment for you."