The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 354

The people inside were quick to react. As soon as they opened the door, they only saw a shadow already dashing out from the staircase exit. The two silently closed the door and calmly walked in that direction. Along the way, they encountered ladies carrying small bags going door-to-door looking for business, students holding thick books and renting rooms for postgraduate entrance exams, taxi drivers entering rooms rubbing their hands together, and two beggars crawling on the ground asking for money. The two of them walked through the corridor so normally, so composed, that no one could imagine these were pirates who had done countless transactions.

Until they went downstairs, the two dispersed in different directions. At the same time, the curved knives tucked behind their waists were well in hand—it was New Zealand’s dogleg curved knife, good stuff. It was just unclear whether it was original military gear or domestic high-quality imitation.

The accumulated snow under their feet kept crunching. The lights from the inn kept their illuminated area was shrinking. The two of them almost simultaneously went around the wall with swift movements, without any hesitation, neat and decisive. But the result their cool actions faced was a pitch-black expanse.

This outcome was within reasonable expectations—after all, in this vast world, just slipping into any direction could perfectly hide oneself. What they wanted now was to minimize trouble as much as possible, and not to go out and face confrontations head-on. This doesn’t align with the principle of maximizing benefits.

It was only when they looked back that they found their own room had somehow become darkened.

Distract and attack from another direction.

What a brilliant play!

...

"Head east."

"That’s the urban area."

"Just go where I tell you to, stop talking nonsense!"

"You drive then!"

A traditional bicycle carried three people, including Ye Tian, racing desperately on the Five Ring Road. Passing drivers who saw a tall beauty with curly hair sitting on the bicycle’s rear and a teenage boy on the front bar all silently praised them in their hearts—this is what a good Huaxia couple looks like, a model for the world.

With a "click," a bright light flashed. Ye Tian and the others were captured on a kind-hearted driver’s mobile phone. Unable to contain his excitement, the driver shared this precious photo to his social circle with the caption "Ordinarity on a Bicycle" and sent his blessings to them.

Meanwhile, the couple on the bicycle were laboriously pedaling. With the sound of a desperate tire burst, the figures of the three appeared disheartened on the emergency stopping lane next to the high-speed highway. Fortunately, it was night, and there wasn’t much traffic, so there was no need to worry about an accident. But it posed a big problem for them.

"What do we do now, still go east? Do you have a branch there?" Ye Tian’s tone was mocking—scared senseless by a robbery to the point of abandoning his shop.

"You know nothing! Move now!"

"Where to?"

"East!"

"Heh heh," Ye Tian handed her the bicycle, "Here’s the bike for you, a gift for our acquaintance. You’re on your own for the rest of the journey. Bye-bye, beauty."

"Don’t move!" The lady boss suddenly had a gun, a black imitation of the Type 54, quite popular in the market, "Listen to me if you don’t want to die!"

"Lady boss, business is definitely not done this way."

"That’s because you haven’t met me sooner. Let’s go!"

Seeing Ye Tian still unresponsive, as if sensing something off about him, the woman lowered the gun barrel, pointing it at He Ku, "It doesn’t matter if I can’t kill you. I’ve long been tired of playing with men. Changing taste before death isn’t too bad."

The woman’s soft, slippery tongue beautifully circled around her seductive red lips, quite fitting for her current context.

"Didn’t expect you to have such a heavy taste."

"The trend of the times."

Ye Tian pushed the car again, only to regret that the tire was flat.

"Forget the car, stopping on the highway will bring the cops and traffic police any minute now. Don’t look for trouble at this critical moment."

Ye Tian scoffed, "I don’t want to cause trouble either, but give me a solution, will you? Look, isn’t that a car coming? Stop it and have them take us; I’ll even call you sister."

The woman ignored him, watching the red Chery QQ approaching closer and muttered, "You have to call me mom."

Then a miracle happened; the Chery, with its lights on, really did stop by the roadside.

"Sister Lulu, why are you stopped here?" A head poked out of the car window, wearing ordinary cotton clothes; obviously an illegal taxi driver.

"Some issues, I need to borrow your car, sorry for the inconvenience."

"What are you talking about, Sister Lulu! Any inconvenience or not, get in!"

The driver was quite generous; it seemed that he knew the boss lady.

A gun was pressed against Ye Tian’s waist. He stood unmoving in front of the car door, not because he was being stubborn, but because he didn’t like this way of doing things. The boss lady didn’t waste words, giving a cold laugh, the gun barrel shifted to the back of He Ku’s head. Alright, Ye Tian obediently pulled He Ku into the car.

It felt like he sat on something underneath him. Pulling it out, it was a box about the size of a toothpaste box, covered in a line of English text that Ye Tian didn’t bother to read. Turning it around, he saw an illustration on the packaging - a circular object, made of silicone material, stretchable, disposable...

This guy sure knows how to live life, even his condoms are imported. Probably uses them for car sex on the regular.

"Sister Lulu, what are you guys up to so late..."

"We’re going to Xupu Street to see the master."

Hearing the word "master," the driver’s expression became serious, and the needle on the dashboard started moving more noticeably. The atmosphere inside the car grew tense.

"Bro, you drive a black car?"

"Yeah, nothing else to do, so I’m out for a drive."

The young driver saw Ye Tian get in the car with Meng Lulu, assuming they were friends. His response was natural, unconcerned and focused on driving, not noticing Meng Lulu’s gaze.

Ye Tian looked outside and said, "On the highway... huh, seems like not many people need a ride, right?"

Black cab drivers are usually lurking around school gates or hiding near train stations; you don’t often see one on the highway looking for passengers.

"No, I had a job for an acquaintance today, made a trip out of town. I’m heading home now. Smoke?"

With one hand on the steering wheel, the other hand reached behind his neck to pass a cigarette. Ye Tian casually accepted it and lit up.

"Ha, brother, you’re kind of interesting, huh? You still lit up."

Ye Tian cracked the window slightly as He Ku was still in the car and second-hand smoke is not good for kids. "What about it?"

"Nobody has ever been this calm while I’m driving one-handed before. Of course, except for Sister Lulu." Seeing Meng Lulu silent next to him, the young driver quickly added a phrase.