Female CEO's Super Bodyguard

Prince Er, in Europe, your Underground World is a giant existence, and you have the position and authority of a duke. As a member of the royal family, you must have the royal bloodline, and when you came to China, you need the Leader to personally receive you. Although there are only seven standing committees, but the government officials you send are of a very high rank.    

    

For such a powerful figure to come to the Dragon City … one could imagine how powerful Prince Bell's situation would be.    

    

Augustine looked at Zhu Yan, and laughed: "I have a good relationship with Prince Bell, if possible, I can resolve your conflict. Mr. Zhu, what do you think?"    

    

Zhu Yan's face was calm, and she quickly replied. She shook her head and said, "Thank you.    

    

Augustine revealed a look of disappointment, then nodded and left.    

    

Looking at his figure that was about to leave, Zhu Yan's face darkened. He slammed his palm onto the corner of the table, cutting off all the corners of the table with his palm energy. The cut was smooth and flat.    

    

"You've gone too far!" Zhu Yan sneered, and snorted. "Don't think that just because your Mi Country alone covers the sky. This is China, not Mi Country! "    

    

In front of the gate to the Sea Nearby Villa, Augustine got into a very inconspicuous Ford Expedition Land Cruiser. At the driver's seat, an extremely robust man wearing a peaked cap stared and said, "I told you before, you couldn't possibly convince Zhu Yan. He's an antique."    

    

Augustine chuckled: "Beverley, you're too impatient. Unless one was in dire straits, one would not admit their inferiority. Wait a little longer. Zhu Yan has something that we need. "    

    

Beverley laughed coldly, and said with disdain: "That old bastard Zhu Yan, I had already said that I would destroy him with a single spear strike, in case it brought about trouble. Look, that old thing is on guard. We've searched for many times, and there's nothing in the villa that we want. "    

    

Augustine comforted her: "Beverley, relax, you always have a fiery temper. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have brought you here. The higher-ups told us not to kill people. "Of course, if there's someone blocking your way …" He smiled and said indifferently, "It doesn't matter if I kill him."    

    

"Yang Ping is still in Dragon City. Should we make our move?" "The last time he escaped, I really should have taken the opportunity to chase after him. Staying in Dragon City would sooner or later lead to disaster."    

    

Augustine's eyes flashed as he said playfully, "Yang Ping huh... Ha ha, keep it and play. Even if I lose, if I give him another ten years, he still won't be able to defeat me. This time, perhaps there might be an unimaginable effect from Yang Ping's restraining power. "    

    

Beverley quickly understood what Augustine meant and chuckled: "You're still the smart one, you can use whatever you want to yourself. It seems that your studies in economics at Harvard University are quite useful. I want to go inside and have a look some other day. I heard that there are a lot of beautiful women. "    

    

Augustine laughed and scolded: "You're a beauty, you went to school to pick up girls. But Beverley, you better be careful in China. There were sentries everywhere. You can't leave a clue when you play with women. If you destroy the plan above, you know the consequences. "    

    

Beverley thought about the ruthless method you mentioned, his entire body went ice-cold and immediately snorted: "Augustine, you're overthinking it. I never slept with a woman twice. However, a Chinese woman is quite interesting. I like to look at their painful expressions. I have the urge to tear them apart. If I have the time, I should go and play with you.    

    

Augustine shook his head and frowned: "A Chinese woman is dirty, thin and black, with a small bottom and a flat chest. You better be careful so that you don't get infected and become the laughingstock of everyone. "    

    

Beverley laughed and said mysteriously: "When you came, Doctor helped me modify my body, so no virus can invade my body."    

    

Augustine laughed and scolded: "Doctor is in a good mood, to think that I would have the time to help you change your body. Let's not talk anymore, go to the Cherry Blossom Club and meet Matsumoto. He texted me that he had made a major discovery. "    

    

Beverley said sinisterly: "Matsumoto is too insidious, it's best not to cooperate."    

    

Augustine waved his hand and said, "I understand."    

    

The car left the villa but Augustine didn't know that not long after he left, a figure appeared in the river opposite to the villa. He swam to the shore with a bug in his hand and stared at the Ford that was getting further and further away, then took out the phone and dialed a number.    

    

"Wait." Don't act blindly without thinking. " A dignified voice came from the other end of the phone.    

    

The figure in the water hung up the phone, took off its equipment, and disappeared into the dense forest.    

    

Cherry Blossom Club.    

    

The Ford Land Cruiser was in position, and the two men were smoking cigars. Smoke lingered in the car. Beverley took a deep breath and said, "You should know that there's someone in the water."    

    

Augustine chuckled, and said: "Of course I know, one of my abilities is a holographic image, no one can escape my surveillance. If I didn't want to make good use of this complicated relationship with the Dragon City, how could I let him leave? "    

    

Beverley knew about Augustine's capabilities and nodded. "There's someone monitoring us from behind.    

    

Augustine revealed a profound smile, and said: "Of course they are useful, since you want to monitor them, let them watch. Hua Xia's Dragon Soul Squad is probably on their way to Dragon City. After exterminating Beginning Fighting Team the last time, if we were to exterminate Dragon Soul this time, the two special forces in China will probably be removed from the list. "    

    

Beverley's eyes were scarlet red, and laughed sinisterly: "If you dare to fight against our Special Ability People Association, you will definitely die."    

    

Receiving the message, Matsumoto was already upstairs. Augustine smiled and said: "Let's go, Matsumoto has chosen this place specially, it's not bad, the scenery is like a painting, I heard that the boss is very attractive."    

    

Beverley licked his lips and said excitedly: "You're right, you definitely aren't bad. Heh heh, Augustine, you can't fight with me for it. "    

    

The two of them walked into the Cherry Blossom Club s and went to the second floor.    

    

Matsumoto got up to welcome them, and laughed loudly: "My two friends from afar, I've been waiting for a long time. Mr. Augustine, Mr. Beverley, please take a seat. " Following him, they entered two rows of twenty-something girls. Standing in front of them, they curiously looked at the two foreigners.    

    

Beverley was wearing a peaked cap with his face covered, making it impossible to see his features clearly. However, his tall and sturdy body, which was filled with explosive energy, shocked the more than twenty girls when they saw him.    

    

Matsumoto said mysteriously: "I heard that Mr. Beverley likes beauties, so isn't it famous for being beautiful in all of Cherry Blossom Club? You can try."    

    

Beverley's eyes lit up, and laughed: "Matsumoto, you're too kind. That's right, I want all the women here. " With that, he revealed an excited expression: Augustine, you go discuss some matters, I will go to the side to play.    

    

When the manager of Cherry Blossom Club heard that Beverley had picked twenty odd girls, and almost included all of the girls, he smiled brightly. No matter how amazing a man was, how could he conquer twenty?    

    

When the girls heard that there was a total of service to Beverley, they secretly heaved a sigh of relief. As long as everyone took turns, no matter how strong the man was, he would definitely lie down. If a person served his, he would probably be played to death.    

    

Everyone left the box tacitly and went to play in another room.    

    

Augustine couldn't be bothered to care about those vulgar fans, he had a very high standards of people, and laughed: "Matsumoto, speak, what kind of things must be said here. Can't you tell me on the phone? "    

    

Matsumoto shook his head and said mysteriously: "Mr. Augustine, there's no rush, let me introduce you to a new friend. With him, there won't be any police investigating you in Dragon City.    

    

Augustine looked towards the door.    

    

Wen Taiping walked in and laughed: "Esteemed Mr. Augustine, it is my great honor to meet you."    

    

Augustine's eyes flashed, and said: "So it's the young master of the mayor, it's my pleasure to meet you." He lightly shook his hand and began to enthusiastically invite Wen Taiping to sit down. He personally poured some water for him, shocking Wen Taiping to the point of flattering him.    

    

said. "The Chinese government has already approved the reconstruction of the old city, Mr. Wen and I have decided to develop it together, if Mr. Augustine is interested, how about we work together?"    

    

Renovation of the Old City!    

    

Even though Augustine was cunning, he was still shocked. He did not expect that the reformation of the old city would be approved so quickly. It was rumored that even the entire Yun Province Province's government, and even the central government, would pay attention to this matter. It seemed that the relationship between the Wen family and the upper echelons was not simple.    

    

After thinking about it, Augustine understood that the role of Wen Taiping in this situation couldn't be ignored and became even more passionate towards him. Augustine understood Matsumoto's intention. Rather than fighting the Jianghu People to the death, it would be better to just openly use the greed of the Chinese Dragon City to transform the old city. The Old City was a very mysterious place.    

    

Suddenly, a sharp scream was heard from the room next door.    

    

The three of them looked at each other. Matsumoto squinted his eyes and laughed.    

    

Augustine frowned, anger burning in his heart. Beverley was an idiot, he could not act unscrupulously in China. If he provoked someone he should not have provoked, the losses would not be worth it. He got up and went to the next room. Matsumoto and Wen Taiping looked at each other and followed him.    

    

In the neighboring room, the sound of weeping shook the heavens.    

    

Beverley's upper body was bared, revealing the lines of his sinister muscles, like pieces of steel plates sticking to his body, he laughed madly: "You women, this daddy wants you all to ascend to the sky, but you actually dare to resist."    

    

Ka-cha! *    

    

He carried a girl's body and smashed into the wall, doing his best to avoid the attack. The girl could not bear Beverley's impact and screamed again and again, her head knocking against the wall, which was covered with blood.    

    

On the bed sheets, on the floor, there was the girl's blood. The three girls were lying on the floor, breathing their last. They were furious, but they did not dare to offend their guests.    

    

Beverley made the girl lose consciousness and casually threw her on the ground. He then looked at the group of women who were trembling in fear and said sinisterly: "Which one of you will serve me well first, you guys get a lot of money." He took out stacks of dollars and hit the girls in the face, shouting, "Come on, take off your clothes."    

    

The manager of the clubhouse ran over in a hurry. Seeing the mess, he turned pale and begged Wen Taiping. Wen Taiping was a regular customer of the clubhouse. The two had a good relationship with each other, the manager hoped that he could persuade him.    

    

Wen Taiping frowned, he wanted to persuade him, but was stopped by Matsumoto, who laughed: "Prince Wen, have you forgotten the purpose of our cooperation? It is merely a Cherry Blossom Club, there is no need to disrupt the friendly relations between the two countries. "    

    

Wen Taiping's heart shivered, he maintained his silence and turned a blind eye to the tragic situation in the room.    

    

Beverley pounced towards the girl, grabbed one of them and tore at his black hair, roaring: "I told you to run, I didn't want you to come over." Peng peng peng. The girl was bleeding from head to toe and was screaming in pain.    

    

Ka-cha! *    

    

Beverley's strength was too great, he directly tore off the girl's arm, causing the girl to almost faint from the pain. The girl fell to the ground and crawled toward the door, terrified. The clubhouse manager was furious. He gritted his teeth and said, "Demon, you demon. I'm going to call the police."    

    

Beverley laughed sinisterly, falling into madness. He grabbed the manager's neck and said sinisterly: "If you dare call the police, the Chinese police are cowards. Come on, I'll kill one. "Capture me first, then I'll kill you first."    

    

The manager struggled with all his might as he was held by the throat, but it was a pity that Beverley was known for his strength, so no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless. Finally, the manager's feet hung in the air and gradually stopped struggling. His eyes bulged and he breathed his last.    

    

Wen Taiping's eyelids twitched. To lose life was not a good thing.    

    

Augustine looked at everything with a faint smile, and did not step forward to stop it, and said: "Alright, Beverley, you can stop after you vent your anger."    

    

Beverley turned his head and smiled at Augustine, then threw the manager's body onto the ground and wiped off the sweat on his body and scolded: "You bunch of bastards, sleeping with me is your good fortune. Chinese women are all dirty and not fun. "    

    

Matsumoto maintained his smile and clapped: "Indeed, Chinese women only have the ability to do whatever they want when it comes to money. If they died, they would be bringing it upon themselves. Mr. Beverley, why don't you go somewhere else for a drink? "    

    

Beverley got off the bed naked, and said indifferently: "Why do you want to leave, just to kill someone. "It's no big deal."    

    

Matsumoto trembled in his heart as he cursed the madman. This was not a war-torn region, China had its own dignity. If someone were to alarm a hidden expert, even Mi Country would not be able to cover the sky with one hand.    

    

Augustine saw through Matsumoto's fear and his eyes turned gold. "Don't worry, I will settle everything myself."    

    

Sweeping their eyes across everyone in the room, the golden light shone like a screen of light into the girls' minds. Their eyes were lifeless as they looked at Augustine blankly, occasionally conflicted, and sometimes worshipping.    

    

"Remember what happened just now. Your manager went crazy, tortured you, and was killed by your resistance." Augustine ordered, as though he was a god's order, mortals could not disobey.    

    

Matsumoto's heart skipped a beat, thinking of Augustine's ability, there was one type of mental control, which was to modify one's brain to strengthen it, controlling everything in sight, including people, beasts, and even dead beings that could not be moved.    

    

"Yes, Master." The girls said respectfully.    

    

Augustine laughed, retracting the golden light, he looked at Wen Taiping and said: "Mr. Wen, you should be able to take care of the rest of the matters, we are all friends, this matter, is it a problem?"    

    

Wen Taiping laughed and said, "Of course there's no problem, I'll take care of the police matters. These dead women, offending Mr. Beverley, deserved to die. I really agree with Mr. Beverley's actions, but unfortunately, my body is not as good as his, otherwise I would have taught them a good lesson. "    

    

The two of them looked at each other and revealed a knowing smile.    

    

The four of them returned to the neighboring room and continued drinking as if nothing had happened. At this time, in a room on the third floor, Ming Zhu received a report from her subordinate that the sisters in the clubhouse had met with mishap and the manager had his neck broken.    

    

Ming Zhu stood up, anger burning in her eyes.