The Peerless God of War of the Female President

Coral Island, located in the waters near the Xia Kingdom, belongs to the country T, a tourist attraction, 700 nautical miles away from the territorial waters of the Xia Kingdom.

Qibasou yachts are moored on this small island wharf of less than ten square kilometers, which is close to the mooring limit for a small island wharf.

On the soft white beach, piles of bonfires were lit, and a group of young men and women gathered together in twos and threes to talk loudly, or twisted their bodies crazily with the explosive heavy metal music, and the whole beach was very noisy.

Yang Chen leaned against a coconut tree, holding a glass of coconut juice in his hand, his eyes swept over the faces of these men and women one by one.

Soon, he found most of the people's information in the spider's database through the face recognition system.

Zuo Ran was in the middle of Sima Hui's group, talking and laughing happily while holding a wine glass.

Yang Chen noticed that Sima Hui's gaze had been lingering on Zuo Ran, and he touched his chin from time to time, with a somewhat obscene look in his eyes.

Indeed, no matter in terms of appearance or figure, Zuo Ran was a top-notch existence at today's party. Almost every man looked at her with eager eyes.

"Hey buddy, what are you looking at?" A rough man's voice rang in Yang Chen's ear.

Yang Chen took a look, and saw that this person was dressed similarly to him, with bulging muscles, he was probably also a bodyguard.

"What else can you see here, look at the beautiful women!"

"Hey, you are also the bodyguard of these ladies and masters, right?"

"Aren't you the same?"

"Haha, colleagues!"

The man raised the wine glass in his hand, leaned over to touch Yang Chen, and said ambiguously: "This job is not bad, there is no risk and you can feast your eyes, maybe you can catch some fun later."

"Why, is there still a perimeter here?"

"Brother, are you new to the industry? You don't even know this?"

Yang Chen shook his head, "I just retired from the army, so I don't know much about the industry."

Hearing that Yang Chen was retiring from the army, the man immediately became interested, "Brother, you are awesome, did you come from the army?"

"Ah."

"My name is Wang Meng, what's your name?"

Yang Chen hesitated for a moment, "Shuaiying."

"His surname is handsome? This surname is rare."

Wang Meng took a sip of his wine, and then started talking, "Brother, let me tell you, the most important thing in our line of work is to learn how to use big swords!"

"Playing with a big knife?"

"Yes, it's not about playing with swords and knives, it's about pretending to be a tiger!"

Yang Chen couldn't help laughing, "Isn't the employer hiring us to protect their safety? How can a fox pretend to be a tiger?"

"You don't understand!"

Wang Meng put on the posture of a veteran in the industry, and said in a low voice: "Think about it, the law and order in our country is so good now, how can there be so many bad guys? And these rich sons and gentlemen, which one of them will not go out with a big gang? People, who will be against them?"

"so what?"

"So, our role is to develop a body of muscle mass. They get out of the car, we open the door, they walk, and we shout 'get out of the way' from the front panel. They are the moon and we are the stars. Safety is not important. The important thing is that they enjoy this feeling of being surrounded by stars, understand?"

Yang Chen was taught, "I seem to understand, many celebrity bodyguards do this."

"Yes!"

Wang Meng clinked glasses with Yang Chen again, regardless of the fruit juice in Yang Chen's cup, he raised his head and took another big sip.

"To tell you the truth, my current master is a little star, a little fresh meat who has just debuted, and is not famous yet, so he hired a dozen bodyguards, and when he went out, he looked like a big star. Pie, a thief can pretend!"

As Wang Meng said, he raised his chin towards a young man beside the campfire, "Here, that little bitch is called Wang Zile."

Yang Chen looked over following Wang Meng's instructions, and saw a young man in his early 20s, drinking with a few girls in hot clothes.

"If you say that about your employer, aren't you afraid that he will fire you?"

"Tch, with our buddy's size, are you afraid that you won't be able to find customers?"

Wang Meng showed a look of disdain, "I was about to fire this kid, what he did is so fucking outrageous!"

"Oh? What did he do to make you so angry?"

"Although we rely on our fists for food, we are at least a man, aren't we? Can we do that kind of dirty business of drugging women? This kid is good, he—"

When Wang Meng said this, he suddenly stopped talking, "Forget it, don't mention it, it will make his mother angry!"

"There's still this kind of thing." Yang Chen cast his eyes on that young fresh meat, "Shouldn't a celebrity be more careful about his words and deeds? If he does this, he won't be afraid of being exposed and losing his job?"

"Cut, those paparazzi are after all for money. As long as they have money, they will shut up obediently. As for the media, they will directly throw a sum of money in their faces, and immediately remove the trending search. not."

Right at this point, Yang Chen saw Wang Zile holding a glass of champagne, walking up to Zuo Ran, and handed the champagne over.

Yang Chen's expression changed, and he immediately walked up quickly.

Seeing Yang Chen leave, Wang Meng immediately realized something, and hurriedly said: "Hey, brother, we can't take care of this matter!"

"That girl is my employer, I have to take care of it!"

After saying a word, Yang Chen quickly walked over to Zuo Ran.

"Beauty, drink a glass of juice to wake up the bar!"

Wang Zile held the juice in his hand, with a harmless smile on his face.

Zuo Ran glanced at the juice in his hand, sneered and said, "Who do you look down on? This girl only drinks alcohol, not juice, only bitches drink that stuff!"

Hearing this, Yang Chen couldn't help but slow down. It seems that his worries were a little unnecessary. Zuo Ran's social experience is not as lacking as he imagined.

Wang Zile's complexion changed a little, and a hint of evil flashed in his eyes.

"Beauty really knows how to joke, don't men drink juice?"

Zuo Ran chuckled, "I'm joking with you, you don't have to take it seriously, but I never drink what others hand me, because I might be drugged by some scum, my mother told me."

Wang Zile's smile froze for a moment, he casually put the juice on the tray of the passing waiter, and then stretched out his hand in front of Zuo Ran.

"Get to know me, my name is Wang Zile."

Yang Chen keenly noticed that while Wang Zile stretched out his hand in front of Zuo Ran, a small white pill fell into Zuo Ran's wine glass under the cover of his hand.

Yang Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his wrist, and pinched a silver needle in his palm.

Zuo Ran reached out and shook Wang Zile's hand, "Ran Xiaoya."

"It's a pleasure meeting Miss Ran, shall we have a toast?"

Zuo Ran showed a meaningful smile, looked directly at Wang Zile, but didn't say a word.

Zuo Ran stared at Wang Zile a little nervously, "What's wrong with Miss Ran?"

Zuo Ran smiled sweetly, and said lightly: "It's nothing, I was just thinking about the effect of the medicine you gave me in the wine."

Wang Zile smiled awkwardly, "This, Miss Ran, you are so good at joking, the wine glass is always in your hand, how could I possibly drug you..."

"Is it funny?" The smile on Zuo Ran's face gradually turned cold, "My old lady stopped playing such a dirty trick ten years ago."

"I do not know what you're talking about!"

Wang Zile saw that his trick was exposed, so he simply stopped pretending, turned around and left after saying a word.

Zuo Ran grabbed Wang Zile's wrist, "You want to leave after drugging my old lady? Are you easy to bully when you're an old lady?"

"Bitch, let me go!"

Wang Zile swung it vigorously, while Zuo Ran staggered and fell backwards.

Yang Chen on the side saw this scene, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, revealing a faint smile.

Because he saw behind Zuo Ran that it was Sima Hui who had just walked over.

Zuo Ran fell down at a perfect angle, and Sima Hui effortlessly wrapped his arms around her waist.

Zuo Ran's pretty face blushed slightly, and then she quickly broke free from Sima Hui's arms with a look of shame on her face.

Sima Hui gave Wang Zile a cold look, and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

"Brother Hui, you are here, this guy, put medicine in my wine!"

Wang Zile was stunned for a moment, and quickly explained: "Young Master Hui, it's nothing, I just wanted to buy Miss Ran a drink, I didn't expect her to misunderstand!"

"is it?"

"Yes, it's true, she never left her wine glass, how could I have the opportunity to prescribe medicine!"

Sima Hui glanced at Wang Zile, "The people who came here today are all my friends. Since they are friends, there should be no misunderstanding. Let's have a drink together. How about the misunderstanding be resolved?"

Wang Zile said with a smile: "Of course it's no problem, I'm afraid Miss Ran won't show her face."

Yang Chen walked over at this time, and said to Zuo Ran: "Miss, this Mr. Wang did not pour medicine into your cup, I have been watching from the side!"

"See, Miss Ran, your bodyguards have said so, don't you believe me?"

Zuo Ran ignored Wang Zile, but looked at Yang Chen with doubts: "Really?"

"It's true. If you don't believe it, you can ask this gentleman to exchange glasses with you and let him drink the wine in your glass."

Zuo Ran snapped his fingers, smiled and said to Wang Zile: "This is a good idea. If you drink it, it will prove that I misunderstood you. But if you don't drink it, it will prove that you drank it in my wine." Medicine, come on!"

After finishing speaking, Zuo Ran handed his wine glass to Wang Zile.