The gun has great destructive power, is flexible in use, and has a unique way of winning. It is difficult for other weapons to match it, so it is called the "King of One Hundred Weapons".

Even a weak scholar, as long as he rides on a white horse and holds a black gun, is enough to withstand thousands of horses and thousands of troops. This is the so-called one man can guard the barrier, and ten thousand men cannot open it.

By the way, the gun here refers to a machine gun, not a red-tasseled gun that can't kill people without a tip. If a weak scholar uses a red-tasseled gun to block the hoofs of thousands of horses, he will die.

However, machine guns also have big drawbacks. If you accidentally run out of bullets, someone can use two watermelon knives to cut you into thirty-six shapes. You can only watch helplessly as people rob your house and seize your land.

, then hang you up from the rafters and play the chiji eighteen times, eighteen times!

A completely black mini-submachine gun with a perfect streamlined appearance and a high-end infrared focusing scope. Of course, its essence is still a toy gun. Wu Ming spent two hundred yuan to buy it and had to install four AA batteries to use it.

All functions are brought into play.

"Da da da..." The sound was quite loud and lifelike. Wu Ming excitedly played with the toy gun in his hand, like a child.

Seeing his childish behavior, Zhuge Dachang, who was driving, sighed and said, "Sangui! You are now at the age of touching breasts, not of sucking breasts. Don't be so childish, okay?"

Wu Ming replied angrily: "What's the age for touching breasts? You are what the ancients often said, and you will never stop talking without being shocking!"

Zhuge Dachang frowned and murmured: "Why does this sentence sound wrong?"

Wu Ming waved his hand and shouted: "Oh... find a place to sleep quickly! I'm so sleepy."

"Aren't we going back?"

Wu Ming pouted: "We don't have to protect Mr. Yang personally, so why go back? That damn fat woman has such a loud voice, it's weird that we can't sleep in her house."

Soon, the two found a hotel in the commercial street of Yangjiacun. When they entered, they met a man and a woman who were checking into a room, a young man and a woman with heavy makeup.

The young man said loudly: "Boss, please open an hourly room."

The middle-aged boss said expressionlessly: "30 yuan for one hour, 45 yuan for three hours."

The young man blurted out: "Damn! There is no need for an hour, five minutes is enough!"

Going up and downstairs, taking off clothes and putting on clothes, it takes at least four minutes? What if the young man didn't come to open the room to urinate?

A bleak breeze blew past the hotel door, causing dead leaves to fly...

After the man and woman, who didn't look like a couple, hooked up and went upstairs, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang immediately expressed their intention to open a room. The expressionless boss's face finally changed, and he thought to himself: These two men are so strong, what a domineering pair.

friend!

After opening the room and the two of them going upstairs, Zhuge Dachang asked: "Will the phone in the room ring?"

The boss showed a hint of surprise, then implicitly said: "It rings occasionally."

Occasionally? Yeah! Yeah! It's very good and powerful. After entering a room with two large beds, the two men waited expectantly for the call. After a while, Wu Ming said: It's daytime now!

Damn it! How could you forget that it’s not business time and the two men fell asleep!

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The two slept until five o'clock in the afternoon. The quality of their sleep during the day was relatively poor. When they woke up, they still felt a little tired. Then they cautiously found a restaurant to eat and bought some bread snacks for late night snacks.

When Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang returned to Yang Chaoqun's house, the bodyguards had just eaten.

These days, people throw shit at them every night. After inviting Wu Ming and others, the day finally passed peacefully. Yang Chaoqun was in a good mood. He bought big fish and meat and cooked it himself to entertain the bodyguards. They had already eaten.

Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang went to replace their colleague who was still watching the surveillance and let her go to eat.

After dinner, Yang Qingxia took her pet dog for a walk in the yard...

Wu Ming saw on the surveillance screen a motorcycle driving from the entrance of the village. There were two people sitting on the car, wearing full-coverage helmets. The person sitting in the back was also carrying a black plastic bag. Seeing this,

He quickly pressed the headset to remind the girls.

Lin Meiling, who was in the yard, quickly reminded Yang Qingxia and asked her to go back to the house. However, Yang Qingxia was very stubborn and refused to cooperate at all. She also looked indifferent...

It’s going to rain, my mother is going to get married, and people are going to poop, and no one can stop it!

A bag of unknown objects flew in from outside the villa, and coincidentally hit Yang Qingxia on the head. A bad smell immediately spread out, and it turned out to be big feces!

"Ah..." Yang Qingxia's scream pierced the sky, and her pet dog excitedly ate the scattered 'delicious food'.

Hearing the screams, a large number of people rushed out of the house. After Wu Ming came out, he said slightly angrily: "Didn't I tell you to hide back?"

Lin Meiling sighed, covered her nose and said, "Mrs. Yang doesn't want to go back, what can I do?"

"Why are you still holding on? Why don't you hurry up and chase me?" Yang Qingxia, who was drenched in feces, yelled hysterically at Wu Ming and other policemen, shaking with anger.

Yang Chaoqun whispered: "Xiaoxia, go take a shower first?"

"Go away...you useless thing. If it weren't for you, how could I have been thrown excrement by others? I'm really angry..." Yang Qingxia scolded herself, Lao Song, and then turned to Lin Meiling: "And you trash, I

What’s the point of inviting you here?”

"It's not all our fault. It's because you don't cooperate with our work." Lin Meiling replied in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.

Yang Qingxia snorted and finally closed her mouth.

"If those people are not caught, they will only get worse."

"Should I call the police first? This is already considered a crime of injury?"

Everyone said something to each other. Wu Ming looked at Yang Chaoqun and asked: "Mr. Yang, do you want to call the police?"

Yang Chaoqun hesitated for a moment and then sighed: "Repay!"

"Okay! Let me take a photo as evidence..." Wu Ming suppressed a smile, took out his cell phone and clicked it, taking a full-body photo of the embarrassed Yang Qingxia, and then said: "Okay, you can go now

Take a wash."

Yang Qingxia stomped her feet angrily, walked to the pool, stared at Yang Chaoqun coldly, and cursed: "Why don't you come over quickly and help me wash!"

"Oh...okay!" Yang Chaoqun ran to his wife's side like an obedient puppy.

In order to prevent trouble from happening, Lin Meiling ordered a group of bodyguards to go out and guard several intersections. If they saw any suspicious people again, they would stop them immediately.

An hour later, it was completely dark.

The police station in the jurisdiction only sent two people. After asking about the situation, the policemen shook their heads. Throwing feces was not a crime, even if it hit someone, it could only be considered provoking trouble. If someone is caught, they can only make him pay for the damage.

, closed for a few days at most.

Yang Chaoqun had reported the case a few days ago, and the police who came at the time said the same thing. The people who came to throw shit did not threaten anyone, nor did they hurt anyone, so the case could not be opened for investigation.

Yang Qingxia dragged two policemen and refused to let her go. She insisted on seeking justice. The two policemen patiently explained her for a long time, but she still refused to let her go. She even acted out, crying and hanging herself.

Finally, the two policemen left, but their faces were very dark.

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Calculating that these people only came to cause trouble at night, Lin Meiling made some changes to the originally arranged manpower, from two shifts during the day to six people working on the night shift, focusing on strengthening guard tasks at night.

Four cars blocked four intersections near Yang Chaoqun's house. Lin Meiling was in charge of the monitoring room. Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang blocked the road into the village together. It was really hard to guard against thieves for a thousand days. Everyone was highly focused.

After staring for several hours, I was so tired that my eyes were blurry.

Yang Qingxia has already complained to the company about Wu Ming and others. If she complains again, she will have to change people. Then let her complain. What's the big deal? Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang said angrily that they would like to change people.

Someone else comes.

Hearing the words of the two men abandoning themselves, the female bodyguards said nothing, but there was a trace of bitterness in their eyes. Then Lin Meiling quietly told Wu Ming something.

Apart from Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang, Anle Company only has four levels of bodyguards from A to D. Unless there are special circumstances, you can only earn points for promotion by completing cases, and your salary will increase several times for each level.

It takes twenty points to upgrade from D to C. You can only get one point for completing an ordinary case. You must complete at least twenty cases before you can be promoted. If someone is replaced due to complaints, five points will be deducted. To upgrade to C,

It takes forty points to reach level B, and ten points will be deducted if you fail once.

The promotion from B to A is even more demanding. One hundred points are required, and twenty points will be deducted for each failure. Anle Company was founded by Leng Bingbing when he was a freshman at the age of eighteen. In seven years, he was promoted to A in the company.

There are only a few veteran-level bodyguards, and now almost all of them are instructors, who rarely go out on missions.

The people who came to carry out the case this time were all C-level bodyguards with relatively senior qualifications. Many of their points were almost full. There was one who could get a promotion and a salary increase if he completed one more task. If he failed, ten points would be deducted. It would have been at least half a year before.

All your efforts were in vain.

Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang were silent...

However, these scoundrels are so conscientious that they come to throw shit at home every day, making it difficult for people to guard against it. Yang Qingxia has already said that if people throw shit into the house again, they will still complain!

Everyone asked what to do? Lin Meiling was at a loss what to do.

Wu Ming expressed his opinion. He believed that the simplest and most effective way is to convince people with virtue, that is, first find the person behind the scenes, and then show them with emotion and reason.

If you are moved by emotion and use reason, if it is not enough, then you should use emotion to move it and use reason...

This is Wu Ming's way of persuading people with virtue. Everyone rolled their eyes. You are calling bullshit persuading people with virtue. It is basically using violence to control violence and killing to stop killing.

But the employer is as timid as a mouse. He only dares to hide at home like a mouse. He doesn't dare to go out and face him. Moreover, he doesn't even dare to offend the thugs who come to pick quarrels and cause trouble. He always gives endless instructions not to let Wu Ming.

They offend people.

A good person will be bullied, and a good person will be ridiculed. The more you are afraid, the more it will fuel their arrogance. So what if you win the project? If the person is not angry enough, he will go to the project site to cause trouble every three days. Can you afford to hire him?

Bodyguard for life?

Wu Ming had told Yang Chaoqun a long time ago, but the nature of a country is hard to change, so Yang Chaoqun still insisted on his original intention. He just wanted to win the project in a few days and then send big gifts to others to calm things down.

This case is really fucking disgusting. You can block knives, guns, and poisons, but what's the point of blocking excrement? Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang were so angry that they had nowhere to vent their anger, and they were so panicked!

But with day and night defense, it is really difficult to guard against the little thief who throws shit. The one who comes on a motorcycle can be stopped, but what if he comes in a car? What about a road roller? What about an airplane?

How to stop the excrement-throwing army and prevent Yang Qingxia from having an excuse to complain has become a topic that Wu Ming and others are currently studying.

At ten minutes past midnight, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang stayed in the car, their eyes as wide as bells.

Lin Meiling's nervous voice sounded: "Another motorcycle is coming."

"I saw it..." Wu Ming replied and immediately got out of the car, jumped to the middle of the road, opened his hands wide, and shouted: "Stop!"

It was an electric car. Zhuge Dachang got off the car and shined a spotlight on it. The driver was a middle-aged woman. She stopped the car cautiously and said: "You... what are you going to do?"

Uh! He seems to be a good citizen?

"Ahem... you are such an aunt..." Wu Ming smiled like a summer flower, trying to pretend to be approachable, and continued: "There is a smelly ditch in front of you, I just want to remind you to drive slower and don't fall!

"

"Sick!" the middle-aged woman cursed and drove away in an electric car.

Wu Ming and Zhuge Da, who looked embarrassed, were just about to get back into the car when they saw seven or eight car lights coming towards them, and they could also hear loud and exciting music...
Chapter completed!