Strongest Guard

At 10:30, Kang Maohe arrived at Room 1101 of Qingshan Hotel on time.

If Lao Kang knew that one night not long ago, during this time period, Comrade Lao Jin in Shizhong District was in this room but was smashed by someone when he tried to get involved in Yue Zitong, then he would definitely not Will book this hotel, this room.

Alas, the behavior of big people at certain times is always surprisingly consistent.

Kang Maohe sat on the sofa, his former majestic face, instantly younger, raising his hand from time to time to check the time, expecting a gentle knock on the door.

He has coveted Jiang Moran for a long time.

However, Lao Kang, who has a lot of experience, will not be like some no-brained bosses, because he covets **** female subordinates, he wants to get her by all means.

He likes to go with the flow, wait patiently for the right opportunity to come, and only need a few tricks to get the female subordinates to take the initiative to come to him and please him in every possible way.

Lao Kang felt that he was a genius with strategizing, and all the difficulties would disappear with a flick of the feather fan.

Looking at the red wine on the case table, Lao Kang seemed to see Jiang Moran's **** body, right under his crotch, whispering softly, he was like a Mongolian warrior, galloping with his machete high.

Nearly sixty years old, there is still a strong reaction when imagining, which makes Lao Kang, who pays special attention to exercise, is very proud.

Help, help, a soft knock on the door came.

Lao Kang looked at his watch again. At ten thirty-five, Jiang Moran was five minutes behind the scheduled time.

But the magnanimous Lao Kang wouldn't care. There was still a whole night left. What's more, as long as he wanted to, Jiang Moran would not be there on call?

Raising his hand to tidy up the few hairs, Lao Kang returned to the look of that majestic boss, walked slowly to the door with a light cough, and opened the door with his hand.

As soon as the door opened, the knocker got in like a loach and got into his arms.

She is indeed a smelly woman----Lao Kang smiled slightly, and when he raised his hand to embrace Jiang Moran’s waist, his neck felt cold, and a cold gleaming saber pressed against his throat. The person in his arms smiled yinly: "Old stuff, don't yell, or I will cut you off."

The boiling blood all over his body solidified all at once, and Master Kang raised his hands voluntarily, nodding his head with trembling teeth.

Lao Kang, a master of power manipulation, is even a savage and civilized person, but he has not experienced the current situation, so it is inevitable to be scared immediately.

In the man's low voice command, Lao Kang sat on the sofa obediently.

The man stood behind with the knife on his neck, and asked Senran: "Kang Maohe from the Central Hospital?"

When Lao Kang nodded, he saw the reflection of the man behind him from the red wine bottle. He was wearing black clothes and black socks on his head. Only a pair of Senhan eyes were exposed. This is exactly like those killers on TV. the same.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Know, know, you, you are a killer."

"Hehe, old boy, you are quite knowledgeable."

The killer sneered, and the blade was slowly rubbing back and forth on his neck: "Then guess again, why am I looking for you?"

"Yes, Lu Mingliang and his wife asked you to come."

As expected of the boss, this IQ is high, and I guessed that the appearance of the killer was related to Jiang Moran and his wife.

"Old thing, you don't look in the mirror especially if you look like you are on the street, you dare to make Dr. Jiang's idea."

The killer cursed, raised his hand and gave him a big neck, which hurts, but Lao Kang didn't dare to speak.

Lao Kang's non-resistance made the killer feel less challenging. He cursed and said, "Want to die, or to live?"

"Live, live!"

Without hesitation, Lao Kang reached out his hand and took out the wallet from his pocket and handed it to the killer. He said sincerely: "There are 800,000 in the bank card, don't hurt me, these are all yours."

"Hmph, is Lao Tzu the one who violates the rules when his eyes are opened?"

The killer sneered, but took the wallet, put all the cash in his pocket, and left the other things on the floor without moving: "Nima, when you want me to go to the bank to withdraw money, you call the police and arrest me, right?"

Lao Kang shook his head quickly to deny.

The killer was also not interested in inking with him, and directly offered the conditions: "Let Jiang Moran go, promote Lu Mingliang, nothing else."

"Okay, okay, I will do it, I will do it!"

At this time, let alone the killer who let Lao Kang let Jiang Moran go and promoted Lu Mingliang, even if he was asked to contribute his daughter, he would not hesitate.

"Now call Lu Mingliang and give him a relief pill."

The killer used his knife a little harder and warned: "Don't play tricks, or you will be cut."

How dare Lao Kang take out his mobile phone and dial Lu Mingliang's number.

The phone only beeped, and then came Lu Mingliang’s respectful voice: "Dean Kang, hello."

"Little Lu, after detailed research by the leaders of the academy, they unanimously decided to list you as the only candidate to succeed Lao Gao."

Before he knew it, Lao Kang began to play officialdom again: "Go hard, I am optimistic about you."

"Thank you, thank Dean Kang, thank you!"

After a while, Lu Mingliang thanked him with excitement.

"Okay, that's it, I have something to do."

Lao Kang is quick to do things. After making it clear, he immediately turned off the phone, tilted his head slightly and asked, "Do you have any more orders?"

"There is nothing to order, but there is a word to tell you. I came to you, not at the command of Dr. Jiang and his wife. Someone could not understand your vile behavior and specially hired me to teach you heavily."

The killer took the blade and slapped Lao Kang on the cheek a few times. When he walked around the sofa and walked towards the door, he took the bottle of red wine in his arms and came back after walking a few steps-----can't bear the browned and crispy roast duck. , This has to be taken away.

"This task is really not challenging, but I like it."

Chen Dali, who took off the black socks on his head, looked back and said to himself when he walked out of the hotel lobby.

Just stepping down the steps, a young woman wearing a small floral skirt, stepped on stiletto-heeled small leather shoes, came over with a click, and did not squint as she passed Chen Dali.

"This little girl is really strong, I don't know which pig is cheaper, alas."

Chen Dali sighed quietly after watching the young lady walk into the hotel lobby, and walked away quickly.

Jiang Moran came to the front desk and asked if Box 1101 had indeed been set down by Lao Kang, and walked into the elevator.

The effect of what Li Nanfang said before leaving was that Jiang Moran realized that she might be a worthless woman.

Since it is a **** woman, why bother, which man is with?

But why, as long as she thinks of Lao Kang's appearance, she feels nauseous?

"It's fine if you adapt."

When the elevator stopped on the eleventh floor and the door slowly opened, Jiang Moran whispered to himself.

As soon as the elevator door opened, before she could go out, a man lowered his head and walked in quickly.

Jiang Moran didn't care either. After stepping out of the elevator, he suddenly realized that the man was familiar. He quickly turned his head, reached out and held the elevator door to be closed, and asked, "Dean Kang?"

Lao Kang looked up and saw Jiang Mo. Then, he was taken aback for a while, and then smiled: "Xiao Jiang, I have called your Xiao Lu. He is listed as the only candidate for Lao Gao, ha ha, congratulations."

Jiang Moran suspected that his ears had misheard. Just as he was about to ask something, Lao Kang pushed her hand away.

"Jiang Moran, I won't let you go! This time, someone will help you, next time? Ha, ha!"

After the elevator doors were slowly closed, Lao Kang's old face was grim and scary.

In Li Nanfang's view, Aunt Yue only has a stern face on the refrigerator, and that is the real Yue Zitong, who will feel comfortable and pleasing to the eye. It is not like now, when she walked into the living room door, she was a good wife. The mother's face came up with a sweet smile, and said softly: "South, come, put on your shoes."

There is a situation!

This was Li Nanfang's first reaction. He was about to step back quickly, in case he suddenly stabbed the knife, but he saw the middle-aged beautiful woman sitting on the sofa again.

That was the mother-in-law, Yue Zitong's mother, and Li Nanfang's mother-in-law.

Compared to Yue Zitong, who is usually very cold and arrogant, the mother-in-law is definitely the existence of Guanyin Bodhisattva, dignified and beautiful, and she is full of grace and temperament that a wealthy lady should have, but there is a daughter's shadow between her brows.

I believe that after Yue Zitong reaches her age, as long as she does not enter menopause early, and then get rid of her pretending to be cold and arrogant, it should be like this, letting people look at her will have a good impression, and respect will rise from the bottom of my heart.

The mother, the mother in coarse clothes, is also like this.

"Raise your foot, South."

Just when Li Nanfang stared at his mother-in-law and thought of his mother, his sister-in-law said softly, but secretly pinched him on his thigh, making him instantly awake, and quickly raised his right foot.

"Left foot."

Yue Zitong squatted on the ground, looked up at him, and pinched again.

"I, I'll do it myself, let you change my slippers, sin and sin."

Li Nanfang hurriedly reached for the shoes. The thighs hurt again. His aunt yelled in a low voice: "Don't be so long-winded, my aunt is playing the role of a tender and good wife, and I will kill you."

This is the aunt I am familiar with.

The heart that Li Nanfang was holding suddenly fell, putting on a face like a big master, and letting Yue Zitong put on his shoes.

"What's the smell on your pants?"

When Yue Zitong stood up, she frowned and asked in a low voice.

What else can it smell?

Of course it is... but this cannot be said, otherwise it would really be killed.

Fortunately, Li Nanfang had a quick brain: "That female neuropathy, didn't she throw up me all over?"

It was then that Yue Zitong suddenly took the initiative to hold his hand when he turned around, and walked to the sofa with a smile: "Mom, take a closer look, can you recognize him."

Without her daughter's reminder, the mother-in-law stared at him intently after Li Nanfang appeared.

In my heart, the cowardly mother-in-law was still very dissatisfied with Lao Yue's arrangement, but she didn't dare to resist. Over the years, she could only pray in her heart: If that child does not die, let him become as normal as possible.

Before seeing Li Nanfang, the mother-in-law was very uneasy. She felt that she was tired of her daughter. She was afraid that she would be troubled, so she praised Li Nanfang as a handsome guy.

Now it seems that the daughter did not lie to her, and the son-in-law is really a handsome guy.

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