Strongest Guard

Chapter 657: : What God meant

When Bai Ling'er got home, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Since returning from Thailand, her whole person has changed a lot.

Whether at work or alone at home, she is not as "lively" as she used to be.

Xiu eyebrows are always twisted slightly, and the time of silence is much longer than the time of speaking.

Her abnormal state was seen in the eyes of the bureau seat, anxious, and in private more than once discussed with Lao Ma and others about what method should be used to make her lively again.

Everyone knows that Bai Ling'er changed his temperament because of the **** and cruel experience when he went to Thailand to arrest Huang Zhiqiang.

Don't look at her domineering and domineering in the green mountains in the past.

That's because she has a seat cover.

The cruelty of the trip to Thailand completely shattered her self-confidence and made her learn to think about life.

Unfortunately, this kind of thing can't be rushed. It's not as simple as rewriting after you write a wrong word and erase it with an eraser.

She could only use the domestic greenhouse-like environment to slowly dispel the fright she had suffered.

If that **** Li Nanfang can come back with her and immediately become the uncle of the Qingshan police.

With him, Bai Ling'er must be like on his forehead, affixed to the amulet of Taishang Laojun's "anxious as a rule", the gods, horses, evil spirits and demons all stepped aside.

It's a pity that kid, after finally clearing the suspicion of being a drug lord, he doesn't know where he died.

If he can come back, stay with Officer Bai, be her most loyal lackey-Bureau Zuo once said frankly with several deputy bureaus that Qingshan Police will definitely give him the greatest convenience, even if he is in broad daylight. The girl who robs the people under the strong will not be taken care of.

Of course Bai Ling'er didn't know the hard work of the team.

She has also noticed that she has been mentally wrong recently. When she is alone, she always thinks about bad things, so she hopes to do more work to enrich her empty life.

Tonight, Bai Linger led the team to assist the military in launching an urban anti-terrorism exercise in the garden villa area to the south.

She has also participated in such tasks before.

However, the scale of this military operation is much larger than before.

Not only urban armored vehicles, dozens of warrior military vehicles, but also a large number of snipers and naval special forces were involved. As if the enemy was facing a battle, Bai Ling'er, who was in charge of peripheral security work, began to suspect that this was not an exercise.

It's a real action.

After the mission, Bai Linger led the team back to the city bureau and reported to the bureau seat who was personally on duty at night.

Bai Ling'er was still very energetic when he was in the city bureau.

But why, when she pushed open the door of her house, her legs seemed to be filled with lead, she didn't want to take one more step, she didn't want to move on the sofa anymore?

It is strange that as long as she sits down, Li Nanfang will appear in front of her eyes.

He smiled badly, he pretended to be awkward, and he wanted to brutally tear Huang Zhiqiang's brutality.

Wait, wait for the details, just like a movie, passing by the scenes before her eyes slowly.

Fortunately, Li Nanfang's appearance not only pulled her and her colleagues back from the cliff of death and injury, but also won a million-dollar grant.

The funds did not go to public accounts.

At the risk of being slapped with a black hat, the bureau seat privately divided it, and only gave it to those people who went to Thailand for a mission.

Two disabled colleagues, each with 300,000 dollars.

Bai Ling'er and others equally divided the other hundreds of thousands.

Coupled with the bonuses from the provincial and municipal bureaus for them to complete their tasks, everyone except for the two disabled people has made a fortune.

Bai Ling'er didn't care about the money.

She only hoped that when she thought of Li Nanfang, he would appear in front of her.

It's good to give a call.

Police officer Bai just thought of this, the cell phone on the case table rang loudly, and the name of the scumbag Li danced happily on the screen.

"Fuck, does God really exist?"

Police Officer White, who was taken aback, jumped up from the sofa and picked up his mobile phone.

The idiom eagerly can't describe the speed at which Police Officer Bai connects.

Without waiting for someone on the phone to say anything, she hurriedly asked: "Li Nanfang, where are you now?"

"Qingshan."

Standing in front of the window of Helan Xiaoxin's bedroom, Li Nanfang, looking towards the back mountain, was a little surprised how police officer Bai answered the phone so fast.

"Where is the green hill?"

Bai Ling'er hurriedly asked again: "Quickly say the address, I will find you."

"It's quiet in the middle of the night, let's meet alone, okay?"

"You, you bastard, you!"

"How do you curse?"

"you----"

Officer White suddenly choked silently.

Li Nanfang was even more weird and somewhat helpless: "Okay, okay, I will scold as you please. Don't cry. Alas, don't you know, do I have the most headache for girls crying?"

"Li Nanfang, I want to see you."

Bai Ling'er sucked his nose hard and said plainly.

"It's no good for you to be with me now."

Li Nanfang was silent for a moment before he said, "Police Officer Bai, please believe me, I'm not lying to you. I am, I am a synonym for bad luck now. Who is close to me, who is bad luck."

Li Nanfang was forced to call Bai Linger out of help.

The Qingshan Fashion Festival is about to be held, and he must fix the booth, otherwise all his previous efforts will be greatly reduced.

Moreover, it is said that this fashion festival is the largest one ever held in Aoyama.

At that time, not only well-known domestic enterprises will participate in the exhibition, but also several foreign brands.

As the influence increases, the group of reporters who come to do free publicity for Southern Stockings will increase accordingly.

It has attracted much attention at home and abroad.

If the Southern Stockings missed this event, it would be an irreparable loss.

but.

Li Nanfang now particularly hates the word "but", but he has to admit that it is precisely because of its existence that he can describe his current helplessness more vividly.

But because Jing Hongming, Flower Night God, Longcheng City, and especially Helan Xiaoxin’s were taken away, Li Nanfang had no upper-level route to go. Even Yue Zitong, oh, no, it was Grandma Feng. The line is gone, what else does he expect to make the Convention and Exhibition Center change his mind?

Bai Linger?

No, no, her job is too low.

Counting on her to fight against Jinghua Lin's family, Li Nanfang might as well find a telephone pole and hit his head.

but----

It's the word again.

But Li Nanfang decided to call Bai Linger after a long time of consideration.

He gave up the hope of letting Southern stockings show off in the International Convention and Exhibition Center.

Instead, he looked outside.

No matter how awesome the Jinghua Lin family is, it seems that you have no right to interfere. Qingshan local companies take the stage on the street outside the convention and exhibition center, and when the fashion festival opens, let the international supermodels walk around?

For Dong Shixiong and others, there is no difficulty in setting up a high platform and getting a large LCD screen.

At that time, Li Nanfang will let all the employees of the company take to the streets and spread leaflets.

Showing them inside the exhibition, and showing the Southern Group outside the exhibition, this is a bit of a match against Taiwan.

As for who can attract the audience more and attract a group of reporters who are free to help publicize, Li Nanfang doesn't need to ask the consequences, just want to laugh.

If the Southern Group, which owns Crawford’s top international supermodel, still loses to those companies in the exhibition, then Li Nanfang can die.

But ---- ahem.

However, if the Southern Group wants to set up a high platform outside and sing a big show, it must get permission from the police.

Any performance that has not been filed by the police is illegal and may be driven away by the urban management team with shields at any time.

It is not too simple to find the police for the record.

For one thing, this is quite normal.

Secondly, Li Nanfang just helped the Qingshan police a big favor. If the bureau doesn't approve it, he dares to indecent assault on his wife.

In order to ensure that there would be no problems with the open-air performance, Li Nanfang decided that he would not show up before the start of the performance.

Then, please owe him a loving Bai Ling'er to come forward and do his best for him. It becomes a must.

"Well, wait a minute, I will call the bureau seat immediately. No, no, I will rush to the city bureau immediately to report the matter to the bureau seat in person."

Listening to Li Nanfang repeatedly emphasized that besides asking Officer Bai for help, after he was really desperate, Bai Linger's super sense of presence lifted her spirits up.

The white police officer, who has always been a busy police officer, is back.

Without waiting for Li Nanfang to say anything, she grabbed her clothes, put them on her body, and walked out.

When she went home, she felt very cold with the stars in the sky.

When she went out, there was still a starry sky above her head, but there was a small flame called "love" in her heart. She cared about burning, and her heart was warm and uncomfortable.

Feng Yunting was not feeling well.

He was originally very comfortable, very comfortable, especially when he saw Yue Zitong's red face, blurred eyes, and waves of charm outward.

He doesn't doubt, Yue Zitong now hopes that he can walk over like a gentleman and lift her up from the table. The foreheads of the two people are facing each other, and their shoulders are supported each other. They slowly rotate, dancing a waltz, and walk towards the suite That comfortable bed.

The time has come.

But ---- yes.

But when Master Feng knew that the time had come and was about to stand up, his left shoulder suddenly itched like a needle.

Suddenly itching on my body, which is normal.

Just scratch it well.

What's so special, why the more you scratch, the more itchy?

At the beginning, the left shoulder was still itchy, and soon the neck was itchy.

This itch, like a long leg, started from Feng Dashao's left shoulder, and quickly spread to the whole body. Even if he stepped down with a vise to break it with a vise, it didn't let go of the steel gun that couldn't bend.

What's wrong with this?

It is impossible to describe Feng Dashao's anger at this time when the chain is dropped at a critical moment.

As if ten thousand ants were walking around all over, Young Master Feng, who was biting, stood up screaming, tearing open the clothes on his body, and unceasingly scratched with his hands.

At the beginning, he could still stand and grab.

Afterwards, he simply lay on the ground, rolling all over the floor.

The screams made were even worse than killing pigs. Of course, they could alarm the hotel owner and the subordinates who lived in the hotel after sending him some wine.

Feng Dashao is like this, how can Yue Zitong dedicate himself?

"Tie him up and send him to the hospital immediately!"

The owner who was afraid that this person would die in his hotel quickly made the most correct decision.

Following his order, three or five waiters rushed forward, as if they were catching a pig, and pinned him to the ground and tied him with a rope.

Feng Dashao's subordinate was also panicked, how could he pay attention to Yue Zitong again.

Anyway, he didn't know Mr. Yue, and thought she was one of Feng Dashao's many lovers.

While calling his father Feng Dashao, he ran out without touching his feet.

"Is that what God meant? I was determined to abuse myself, but it turned out to be like this."

People have been walking for a long time, and Yue Zitong wakes up from the state of confusion, shook his head with a wry smile, and staggered out of the room.

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