Leng Zhenyue is nominally the chief instructor of Anle Security Company. However, this little old man only has a name in the company and does not receive a salary. He is truly uninsured. If he breaks his leg due to a work-related injury, he will not be reimbursed for medical expenses.

, but his status is relatively transcendent, and he can be regarded as a privileged person like the Supreme Emperor.

Old Man Leng is a man obsessed with martial arts. He started practicing martial arts at the age of six and has been practicing for more than 50 years. He has dabbled in various martial arts and defeated the invincible opponent of Zhonghai. Of course, all this is his own boast and the credibility is not very high.

, Wu Ming only knew one thing, he could kick him into the ditch with one kick and he would be unable to get up.

Peace and happiness...the employer's safety and security first, and the employer's happiness and happiness second.

This is the meaning of the three words "Anle" and the purpose pursued by the company. Their corporate culture has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The company enjoys a high reputation in Zhonghai and even the entire China. It is well-known. In just a few years of development, Anler has already

Become the leader in the emerging industry of bodyguards.

Leng's consortium has hundreds of subsidiaries throughout the East Asia region and is involved in many industries. This private family business has become a leader in China's business community.

Leng Tianyou, chairman of the board of directors of the Leng Group, has been ranked first among the top ten business figures of the year for several consecutive years. However, the most talked about thing is his only daughter, Leng Bingbing, who inherited her father's excellent business acumen.

He founded Anle Security with his own hands, and has grown the small company from a few hundred employees to nearly 10,000 employees today.

The entry procedures for large companies are always cumbersome and require physical examinations, but there is no need to go to the hospital. Anerle has its own professional medical team, with various facilities that are not inferior to those of tertiary hospitals, and there are also top surgeons from the country of Japan.

"Physical examination is not something to enjoy. Why did this kid go in and not come out for a long time?" Zhuge Dachang had been waiting outside the door of the infirmary for a long time and couldn't help but complain.

Leng Zhenyue showed a deep look in his eyes and said leisurely: "You will know when you go in!"

Finally, the door to the infirmary opened, and Wu Ming walked out with a stern look on his face. His left eye was a little dark, and his legs seemed to be floating a little.

"Sangui, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Ming let out a long sigh and said, "I accidentally had my blood drawn and I felt a little dizzy."

"This is not a blood donation. Drawing is too exaggerated?" Zhuge Dachang was shocked, looking at Wu Ming's dark eyes, and asked: "Also, what's wrong with your eyes?"

"My hand was placed in the wrong place..."

"Zhuge Dachang, come in..." A female voice with a strange accent came from the infirmary.

Zhuge Dachang went in with a look of confusion on his face...

Leng Zhenyue looked at the dark circles under Wu Ming's eyes, chuckled, and said, "Did Amiko hit her? She is not only a doctor, but also a karate instructor. You have to be careful when eating her."

"Huh! Just touch your buttocks, this little girl's reaction is too much..." Wu Ming snorted coldly.

You touched someone's butt and screamed? Leng Zhenyue shook his head, quickly changed the subject, and asked: "By the way, can you use weapons? Which weapon do you think is more powerful, sword, gun, sword and halberd?"

"The pistol is the most powerful!"

Leng Zhenyue snapped his fingers and praised: "Brilliant! Really brilliant!"

Waiting for Zhuge Dachang's physical examination was a long process. Leng Zhenyue kept talking about martial arts topics, from Tai Chi to shadowless kicks, from gold swords to silver swords. Wu Ming was not interested in this, and he had nothing to do with it.

Talk back.

After showing his knowledgeable side, Leng Zhenyue's fox tail was exposed. He looked at Wu Ming with bright eyes and asked expectantly: "How do you like it? Do you want to consider becoming my disciple?"

?I will teach you a peerless magical skill."

"No!" Wu Ming refused.

"New bodyguards have to undergo special closed training for six months, and there will be a three-month probationary period after that..." Leng Zhenyue Xiaozhi reasoned, and then lured him with benefits: "If you become my disciple, I can say hello and let you

You are exempted from special training and probation, and you only need to take one month of equipment lessons and start working directly."

Wu Ming picked his nose and remained unmoved.

"I have Miss Amiko's phone number..." Leng Zhenyue said slowly. Seeing the change in Wu Ming's expression, he immediately increased his firepower: "Even if you want to pursue our Bing'er, we will discuss it! Hers

Her appearance and figure are even better than Miss Amiko’s.”

"Bring the phone." Wu Ming stretched out his big hand.

Damn! If I had known this trick would work, I wouldn’t have spent so much time talking. Leng Zhenyue opened his pocket, took out two business cards, and handed them to Wu Ming...

After taking the business card and confirming it, Wu Ming put it into his bag and said casually: "Teacher, please accept my bow..." After saying that, he gave an extremely perfunctory hand-over-hand salute.

The apprentice's face was expressionless, but the master's eyes filled with tears and he kept saying: "Okay, okay, no need to be polite."

At this moment, Zhuge Dachang came out of the infirmary. He had been in there longer than Wu Ming. When he came out, his eyes were still bright and his steps were still as strong, but there was a striking palm print on his left cheek...

"Brother Pig, are your legs weak?" Wu Ming quickly sent greetings.

Zhuge Dachang snorted, raised his chin, and said proudly: "I just took blood, how could my legs be weak? You are looking down on me!"

"your face?"

"My hand was in the wrong place..."

silence……

Wu Ming suddenly thought of something and asked in a subtle way: "Did you eat Amiko tofu? Where did you touch it?"

"Yamizi? That coquettish fox?" Zhuge Dachang frowned, then showed disdain and continued: "Sangui! I'm not telling you, that kind of woman is untouchable. To put it harshly, that woman is just a water pump, brother.

Meiko Suzuki is much cuter, but the girl is also quite hot. She touched her breasts and then slapped me!"

And after seeing him again, Leng Zhenyue completely lost his ability to speak!

The goals are different! There is no competition. A pair of brothers immediately put their arms around each other and shared the joy in their hearts...

"That woman is so delicious and her butt shape is so perfect. I put her in thirty-six positions sooner or later."

"My bud is so delicious. You'll find it right at first glance. Sooner or later, I'll let her know how awesome I am."

"That Yazi is quite cute, but she has acne on her face."

"What do you know? Women are the same when they turn off the lights, and acne will disappear, idiot."

"Hey... you two, stop talking!" Leng Zhenyue reminded in a low voice from the side.

I don't know when, two women in white coats with fierce eyes stood at the door of the infirmary. One was charming and natural, with a figure like a gourd, with big breasts and round buttocks. The other was much inferior in appearance, but had an equally hot figure.

This is not the point. The point is that they don’t look very friendly. They all hold oversized syringes in their hands, and the needle tips are shining coldly...

"I think you need to draw another tube of blood to test the male function!" After the beautiful sister said this, she grabbed Wu Ming's arm and wanted to give him an injection.

Wu Ming waved his hand and screamed: "Ya Mie Die!" After shouting, he ran away. Zhuge Dachang was stunned for a moment, and he quickly let go of the girl and ran away...

"Zhuge Dachang, wait a minute, I have Suzuki Meiko's phone number..."

"Chinese men are really bad, they just like to bully us." The cute woman said angrily in Japanese.

"Hmph...Wu Mingjun, I remember you!" A smile flashed in the eyes of the beautiful lady.

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After signing the deed of betrayal and applying for employee cards, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang received three sets of uniforms. They were a bit like police uniforms, except there were no stars, no flowers, and no five stripes. There were a few big characters printed on the back, which of course were nothing.

Serving the country with loyalty can only be expressed in three words: peace and happiness.

Suits are only issued to special-level bodyguards. Although Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang received special care and were exempted from closed training, they still had to take a one-month equipment course and pass the assessment before they can take up their posts and become the lowest-level D-level bodyguards.

After a busy day, the two of them were already so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs, but they had to draw hundreds of cc of blood. It was really adding insult to injury and suffering. The steps towards the parking lot were a bit like walking in the clouds, working softly.

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"Damn it, my employee number is really unlucky. Isn't 9413 a narrow escape from death?"

"Damn! Wouldn't it be worse for me, 9414? Or die?"

"That Oriental cow is really insidious. When I was distracted, she drew 300cc of blood and then touched her butt and still dared to resist! It's really morally corrupt..."

"Me too, in a blink of an eye, I drew 400cc of blood from Meiko, pinched her breasts as punishment, and the little girl actually dared to bite her back..."

Wu Ming showed a sinister expression on his face, curled his lips slightly, and said: "The two of them teach karate, and they happen to have a fighting class tomorrow. Let's go learn it too and find an opportunity to beat them to death!"

"Exactly what I want!" Zhuge Dachang snorted and said: "If I don't fight for a day, I want to go to the house to uncover the tiles, but I rebelled against her!"

"Tell me, our old... teacher, what does that old man have in mind?"

"Who knows, he's so excited that he's going to teach us martial arts tomorrow. With his small body, I can push him three miles away with just one fart."

Arriving at the parking lot, Zhuge Dachang couldn't help but ask: "Did you drive here?"

"Yes! A small Mercedes-Benz!"

Xiao Ben? Zhuge Dachang's curiosity was quickly satisfied. Wu Ming drove the little mouse Didilili to his side...

"Brother Pig! Get in the car and I'll give you a ride!"

"Are you sending me to the West?" Zhuge Dachang said angrily, then shook his head and said with a smile: "No, I'll just take the bus back by myself. You're a broken car. If we sit in it, it can still breathe."

?"

"This little mouse is a Suzuki... don't you want to ride it?" Wu Ming showed a lewd smile.

Zhuge Dachang was stunned for a moment, then laughed and scolded: "You stinky boy, get out of the way, I'll drive."

Dilili... The old and strong little mouse is really brave. If two big men press on it, it can still run, but it is a little slower... so!

When they were approaching the company gate, a bright silver Maserati passed by Wu Ming and his two little mice on the right and honked the horn!

Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang regarded the trumpet sound as a provocation. They both snorted and extended their middle fingers to show respect!

Through the rearview mirror, the owner of the Maserati happened to see the middle fingers of the two people. She pushed up the black-rimmed glasses on Yao's nose, hum! Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang? Very good!

When Maserati drove out of the company gate, the big men in black who were guarding the door all bowed slightly!

Seeing this scene, Zhuge Dachang sighed deeply and said: "Sangui, my intuition tells me that we are going to be unlucky!"
Chapter completed!