The reborn paranoid male protagonist is crazy again

Chapter 36 I hate being followed
This shopping mall can only be regarded as a middle-to-lower class in the urban area, and the most people it deals with on weekdays are second- and third-rate nobles, but now a top-notch big man came all of a sudden, and the person in charge of this shopping mall was so excited that he almost had a heart attack.

Although Ye Luo said that there is no need to clear the mall, the person in charge of the mall still gave hints to the security of the mall with a wink, and drove out the civilian customers in the mall.

What are you kidding?If any of these civilians hides with malicious intentions and loses a hair and nails of this adult, he will not be able to pay for his life.Still safety first, caution is the most important thing.

The person in charge of the mall originally wanted to bring Ye Luo to the highest level of the mall, which is also the most luxurious and expensive place in the mall, where the most expensive clothes, jewelry, jewelry, etc. of the entire mall are gathered.

These are the favorite places for noble ladies to visit.

But Ye Luo went directly to the lowest-level weapons trading area.

The empire allows formal and legal shopping malls to trade weapons, and allows civilians to buy and carry weapons.

But the procedure is very cumbersome. You need to apply in advance with a citizen account and submit an application. After getting approval, you can go to the mall with the list to buy.

The aristocrats do not have this restriction, as long as they show their aristocratic status, they can buy them at will.

The amiable and chubby smiling face of the person in charge of the shopping mall froze for a moment, and the chief guard frowned, but said nothing.

In the arms trading area of ​​the shopping mall, Ye Luo casually picked up a gun, which was a third-generation weapon that had been eliminated by the military and the military. Compared with the current fifth-generation and sixth-generation weapons, and the seventh-generation weapon used by Mo Jue... It seems extremely rough and inferior.

Ye Luo didn't show any dislike, but stroked the gun with some pity. This is the most widely circulated weapon in the slums. Before entering the training camp, she dreamed of owning a three-generation gun.

I really miss it.

Ye Luo skillfully disassembled and assembled, suddenly holding the gun, she turned and pointed at the head of the head of the guard. In her originally calm black eyes, a violent murderous intent suddenly appeared without any concealment.

The faces of the guards behind the chief of guard changed drastically. They subconsciously wanted to draw out their weapons, but when they thought of the other party's identity, they held back abruptly, but their eyes showed dissatisfaction and anger.

The person in charge of the shopping mall rolled his eyes, and his legs began to weaken again.

"If I killed you here, Zhong Jinping wouldn't talk nonsense, would he?"

Ye Luo smiled slightly, but her eyes were cold and there was no smile at all.

"You..." Before the chief guard could speak, a young guard standing next to her couldn't help but took a step forward, looking at Ye Luo with angry and dissatisfied accusations.

In their eyes, this "mistress" who appeared out of thin air to confuse the head of the family and made him do many abnormal things, was like a concubine who charmed the king in ancient times, and was very dissatisfied with Ye Luo.

"Back down, don't be rude to the mistress!" The chief guard indifferently reprimanded the guards beside him, there was no fear in his eyes, he was not surprised when he saw life and death, and looked at Ye Luo calmly and indifferently.

"Mother, please calm down. The subordinates are ignorant, so please forgive him." The chief guard didn't mind being pointed at the head by Ye Luo, but was still in the mood to help his subordinates.

Ye Luo's hand was steady and motionless, "Do you think I dare not kill you?" The fingers holding the gun slightly retracted, and the other guards showed expressions of daring to speak, and their fingers moved towards The weapons around their waists, but they forcibly held back. This feeling of aggrieved made their expressions extremely ugly.

Any random servant in a noble family is an outstanding person carefully selected from the common people, not to mention those who can be selected as Zhong Jinping's guards are all top talents selected from the military department, and many of them are young and talented. As military officers, they are proud of their allegiance to Zhong Jinping, the most powerful nobleman in the empire, and they are loyal and brave without fear of death, but it does not mean that they will love their house and black, and are willing to die for Ye Luo.

Protecting her was only because of Zhong Jinping's order.

The nature of a soldier is to follow orders.

If possible, they would rather kill Ye Luo, a commoner who was so pampered and seriously injured the Patriarch and didn't know what to do.

The matter of Zhong Jinping's serious injury was kept secret from the outside world, but these guards knew nothing about it.

Ye Luo seemed to sigh: "I really hate being followed by others. This feeling of no freedom makes people very irritable, angry, and want to kill."

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Ye Luo's finger on the trigger was slightly closed and released, loosened and closed again, and repeated several times. This seemingly unconscious small movement made the guards' hearts tremble. Woke up.

The head of the guard: "I will protect you every step of the way according to the order of the master. Please forgive me."

Ye Luo: "I don't want to forgive."

She hooked her finger.

The pupils of the guards behind the chief of guard shrank instantly.

"Sir!"

"boom!"

The two voices sounded almost at the same time, Ye Luo lowered her hands, her mouth was still steaming white.

The weapons of the third generation are really inferior to those of the fifth and sixth generations.

The head of the guard's expression didn't change for a moment. He turned his head and glanced at a sunken hole in the wall behind him. His left ear felt slightly hot and tingling. Pass.

Whenever he was a little bit close, his head was cut open.

Even as Zhong Jinping's confidant, he can enjoy the most advanced and excellent medical resources in the empire, but if his forehead is really robbed, even if he is rescued in time, he will almost die.Even if he survived by luck, the whole person will be crippled.

The head of the guard was neither humble nor overbearing: "Thank you, Mistress, for your mercy."

Ye Luo: "Don't call me Mistress again, I find it disgusting."

Chief of Guard: "Yes, Mistress."

Ye Luo: "Oh."

Ye Luo put the three-generation weapon on the table, "Do you have the latest weapon?"

The sluggish person in charge of the shopping mall blinked his eyelids, and finally came to his senses when Ye Luo asked the question a second time, his eyes frightened and his voice stuttering, "My lord... the level of the store is limited, and we can't get more advanced weapons."

Ye Luo: "Cold weapons such as short knives and daggers are also acceptable, preferably the ones that can kill you with a single blow." After Ye Luo finished speaking, she turned her head and gave the chief guard a harmless smile, "Your Patriarch likes me like this." play him."

Chief of Guard: "..."

The guards: "..."

The staff of the shopping mall: "..."

The person in charge of the shopping mall didn't know what kind of expression to show. Ye Luo's expression didn't look like joking, and the guards of the Zhong family, who were not easy to mess with at first glance, had gloomy expressions after hearing Ye Luo's words. When the water came out, the look in his eyes wanted to tear her apart, but he still tried to put on a respectful look.

It's really hard for them.

This idea suddenly popped into the mind of the person in charge of the mall.

As for this adult who is called the mistress of the Zhong family, why did she buy a cold weapon that can kill her with a single knife, and what does the head of the Zhong family like to be played with...

The person in charge of the mall dared not think, nor did he dare to ask.

(End of this chapter)