Huhua President

Zilin Garden, home of Zhuge Sangna:

"Nana, what's the matter?" Zhuge Tianxiong walked up to Zhuge Sangna, who was sitting on the sofa sullenly, and said, patting her on the back.

"It's okay, it's just that there was a little conflict with the students in the training camp."

"Oh, then we adults don't care about villains and don't care about them." Zhuge Tianxiong knew what happened today, he knew every assassination his daughter suffered.While sweating again, he also admired the bodyguard his wife invited this time, but I heard that this man named Gongsun Yingwei is considered to be the top killer in the world, so he is proficient in all killing methods, so his daughter should not be too attached to him. Too close is good.

"If you can't get along with some students, stay away from them. Sometimes distance is a good shield to protect yourself."

"Yeah." Zhuge Sangna hummed on the surface, but thought in her heart, you bully me like this, stinky Gongsun Yingwei, I can't just let you go.You ruined the rubber doll I ordered for my mother!The more I think about this, the angrier I get, and the more I think about it, the more aggrieved I get!Gongsun Yingwei, you wait!I must make you look good!

"Next month will be your 18th birthday, so it's not too much for me to host a dinner party for you."

"Hmm - good." Zhuge Sanna lowered her head and thought for a moment before agreeing to her father. Let her father handle the coming-of-age ceremony at the age of 18.If I leave it to myself, I won't be able to make anything famous, and my father loves me so much, so I can rest assured that I will leave it to him!

Zilin Garden, Gongsun Yingwei's temporary residence.

A big soft bed with a bulging quilt, as if someone was sleeping in the quilt.But under the bulging quilt is just another quilt.At present, Sun Yingwei, the protagonist of this villa, is curled up in the corner of the room with an AK47 rifle, wrapped in a blanket, and fell asleep.

Since I was a child, I have developed the habit of not sleeping on the bed and sleeping in the corner. When I was young, I had no bed to sleep on, and I am not used to sleeping on the bed when I grow up.Sleeping with an ak47 in his hand is useless to him now, and it is also a habit he has developed since he was a child. When he was 5 years old, he was living in a war-torn area. Prepare to fight, the first second is still dreaming, the second second you will hear a gunshot, and the third second you will pick up your gun and go to fight.Many, many partners often lose the third second after the second.

Guns have always been Gongsun Yingwei's close lover who loves and hates.

The palm marks on the left and right cheeks that Zhuge Sanna had exhausted with all her strength had completely receded, and the wound on the left shoulder was almost completely healed.The mental harm of being slapped in the face is no longer considered harm to Gongsun Yingwei. For Gongsun Yingwei, who has been treated inhumanly since childhood, such a small matter as being slapped in the face is completely negligible. At the age of 9, if you can be treated like a slap in the face, it is equivalent to a luxury like caressing.And the physical damage caused by the gunshot wound on the left shoulder is even more commonplace.Gongsun Yingwei doesn't know how many times he has died, and he doesn't know whether his current state is still alive.

Latin America special forces training camp, next to the training camp auditorium.

The auditorium of the training camp is basically only used twice a year, once for the annual opening ceremony and once for the New Year's party on New Year's Day.Usually, almost no one comes here, and the environment next to the auditorium is good, with many big trees planted for good concealment.So it became a venue for students to date and fight.

Now a group of training camp thugs are swarming a man with a wart on his face.

"Boy, I heard that you're so annoying. You dare to bully our little one!" A student who looked like [-] with dyed yellow hair pointed at Gongsun Yingwei.

Gongsun Yingwei didn't answer, he just glanced at Zhuge Sangna standing next to Huang Mao, with helplessness in his eyes.The eldest ladies of rich families like to make troubles.

Zhuge Sangna felt sick when she heard Huang Mao calling her little baby.Yesterday, although my father told her not to pay attention to the person she hated, but this Gongsun Yingwei bullied her to such an extent, if she didn't give him a scolding, he really thought I, Zhuge Sangna, was a bully!So he found Zhang Wuba, a well-known gangster in the training camp, to teach Gongsun Yingwei a lesson. She lied to Zhang Wuba that if he asked someone to teach Gongsun Yingwei a lesson, she would be his girlfriend.Zhang Wuba was impatient and agreed immediately.

"You ugly monster dare to hit our little baby's attention!"

Gongsun Yingwei ignored him, raised his leg and kicked Zhang Wuba three meters away, using skillful strength Zhang Wuba did not feel any pain.Gongsun Yingwei didn't want to get involved with these ordinary people, so he didn't want to make a big deal. He wanted to make an example to the monkeys so that these training camp gangsters would not provoke him.

But Zhang Wuba lost face and didn't feel any pain, so he thought it was Gongsun Yingwei who couldn't do it, and wanted to get his face back, so Zhang Wuba yelled for his brothers to come.

So the group of training camp punks with chair legs swarmed up, and then they were kicked into the air and scattered like the flowers scattered by the goddess.One by one, they fell to the ground and rolled around in pain.Some people don't have a long memory without pain.Gongsun Yingwei walked to Zhang Wuba who was lying on the ground humming in pain and looked down at him. Zhang Wuba didn't dare to look at him, and his eyes were full of fear even when he occasionally glanced at him.

"Have you ever been beaten?" Gongsun Yingwei asked him.

Zhang Wuba didn't dare to answer.

"I'm asking you, have you ever been beaten?" Gongsun Yingwei said after kicking him.

"No—no."

"You want to come out and beat someone if you haven't been beaten before. Go back to your mother's arms and breastfeed."

Suddenly, one of the men with a shaved head and only wearing a vest, a boy with a rainbow of muscles, picked up an empty beer bottle from the floor of a street stall. A beer bottle rushed up.

Gongsun Yingwei was crying in his heart at this time, these boys couldn't kill them ruthlessly, they didn't dare to touch the fatal parts, and these desperate boys all greeted Gongsun Yingwei's head and joints, it was obvious I want to cripple myself!

The four rushing boys holding wine bottles, led by the bald man, threw the wine bottles at Gongsun Yingwei's head. Gongsun Yingwei's eyes were already shining fiercely. , Gongsun Yingwei raised his hand to block the wine bottle that the bald man threw at him, but he was not prepared for the sneak attack from the boy behind him. A wine bottle hit the back of the head, causing Gongsun Yingwei to stagger forward.

There was a muffled slap, which made everyone stop and look at Gongsun Yingwei. At this time, Zhuge Sangna shouted in surprise: "Gongsun Jun, how are you doing, Gongsun Jun?" To check Gongsun Yingwei's injury, the girl next to him grabbed her and prevented her from rushing forward.

This group of boys originally wanted to use the wine bottle to boost their morale. At that time, it was just a momentary move to hit Gongsun Yingwei. They didn't expect to hit him, and he bled. 【Third watch】