Chen Ye, who couldn't find a suitable offline location deep in the countryside, had no choice but to return to the Lost City and sleep in the ventilation duct of a skyscraper.
"It's hard to hold the title of wanted player!" He lamented bitterly, pulled out the system interface, and clicked to log out.
After taking off his helmet, Chen Ye glanced at the time on his phone. It was four in the morning. After thinking about it, he still had three hours of sleep. Then he set the alarm clock and went to sleep.
...Soy milk and fried dough sticks stall
Chen Ye ate the fried dough sticks and soy milk with great interest while watching the pedestrians coming and going. Just when he was about to eat the second fried dough sticks, a Lamborghini suddenly ran into his sight, and then drove straight to the soy milk stall and stopped.
The car door opened, and a cool but innocent little beauty stepped out gracefully.
When he saw this, Chen Ye immediately dropped the fried dough sticks in his hand into the bowl, and his eyes stared at the little beauty who was walking slowly with a strange light.
"Beauty, what's the matter?"
"Boss, one fried dough stick and half a bowl of soy milk." The little beauty ignored Chen Ye's flirtation and said to the guy selling fried dough sticks.
"Let me ask you something, does that Lamborghini belong to your family?" Chen Ye picked up the fried dough sticks that fell into the bowl, bit into his mouth, and asked casually.
"Why, can't it be done?" The little beauty blinked and smiled slightly.
The smile is beautiful, it can indeed charm a city, this is what Chen Ye thinks in his heart
"Very good, not bad, perfect!" Chen Ye took a sip of soy milk, gave a thumbs up and nodded.
"Beauty, your deep-fried dough sticks and soy milk!" The young man at the deep-fried dough sticks and soy milk stall shouted skillfully, presented you with the deep-fried dough sticks and soy milk, and left.
"Thanks!"
"Oh wow! That little girl is pretty good. Look at that figure, what a blah blah blah!" A wanton gangster tone suddenly came from the table next door after the young man left.
Chen Ye turned to look at the four gangsters, smiled and nodded, "Good morning, brothers!"
"Chen Ye, I didn't expect you to be such a person?" The little beauty looked at Chen Ye who suddenly became so rogue and said fiercely.
"Beauty, do we know each other?" Chen Ye showed a confused expression, but he was extremely happy inside.
"Brother, your girlfriend is so handsome!" The little gangster mocked again.
"Brothers, I'm not familiar with her!" Chen Ye laughed and spread his hands, "It doesn't matter at all!"
"Chen Ye, if you don't deal with them, be careful of the mercenary arrest warrant!" The little beauty smiled and said
"You threaten me?" Chen Ye was stunned, "Sure, but I have a condition?"
"What conditions?" The little beauty took a sip of soy milk and frowned slightly.
"My eldest lady, can you cancel the death warrant? I still have a lot of things to do and I can't afford to waste time!" Chen Ye said seriously
"It depends on your performance!"
"There is also a fee for this appearance, one hundred gold coins!"
"A gold coin!" the little beauty said without any hesitation.
"Deal!" Chen Ye asked cheerfully.
In line with the noble principle of diligence and frugality, Chen Ye finished all the fried dough sticks and soy milk before getting up and walking towards where the four gangsters were.
"Brothers, I have something to discuss with you!" Chen Ye looked down at the ground, chuckled, took out a Chinese medicine, lit it on fire,
"What do you mean?" The gangster leader was shocked. At this moment, the feeling Chen Ye gave him suddenly became unfathomable.
"Some people don't like you, so I'll take their money and help them get rid of their troubles!" Chen Ye still buried his head and looked at the ground, with green smoke lingering at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't look very imposing.
"***, I'll let you do it!"
One of the gangsters picked up a porcelain bowl containing soy milk, roared and slammed it at Chen Ye. The corners of Chen Ye's mouth raised, he bent down to avoid it, then he stepped forward and punched the opponent's abdomen hard, and then grabbed one.
The porcelain bowl was smashed on the head of another gangster. The porcelain bowl shattered and dropped with a stream of blood.
"Fuck you...!"
...
Two minutes later, a picture appeared in the little beauty's eyes. A handsome young man wearing a white shirt and blue jeans, with half a cigarette in his mouth and his hands in his pockets, slowly walked towards her behind him,
The four gangsters fell to the ground, twisting their bodies and moaning in pain. The two simple dining tables were completely shattered, and soy milk and fried dough sticks were scattered all over the floor.
The little beauty was stunned, then took out five red banknotes from her pocket, put them on the table, then ran to Chen Ye, smiled, "Get in my car, I'll see you if I have something good to do!"
"Oh!" Chen Ye spit out half of the burning Chinese and responded.
Arriving in the Lamborghini, through the car window, I happened to see the young man at the soy milk and fried dough sticks stall quickly cleaning up the mess after the war. The four gangsters helped each other and walked towards the clinic not far away.
"Young man, you're very good!" The 'driver', who was wearing a suit and leather shoes and wearing sunglasses, said in a calm tone, and then asked calmly: "Can you drive?"
"I know how to drive a tank!" Chen Ye thought for a moment and replied seriously.
"Haha, don't brag, you can drive a tank!" The little beauty sitting in the passenger seat smiled.
"No, this is a contract. If you sign it, if you don't sign it, you will be wanted for the rest of your life!"
Looking at the charming smile of the God of Death Yan Rannian and the A4 contract paper in his hand, Chen Ye paused and stretched out his hand. As soon as he saw the title on the contract, he couldn't help but said angrily: "What?
Selling one's identity?"
Yan Rannian, the God of Death, was amused by Chen Ye's reaction and giggled, "It's just a three-year contract, how can you be so excited!"
The driver in the cab was immediately attracted by Chen Ye's exclamation and turned his head. When he saw the huge title "Deed of Sale" on the A4 contract paper, he suddenly came over.
"Haha, young man, don't get excited." The driver coughed awkwardly, "Actually, the contract is just a formality. The most important thing is to ask you to protect our lady's time in school. The basic annual salary is 100,000 yuan per year, not including bonuses."
"Give me a reason to be strong"
"The underground world is not peaceful recently"
"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with me," Chen Ye said calmly
"It really doesn't matter!" the driver said, turned around and started to start the engine.
"No! A formal contract!" At this moment, Yan Rannian, the God of Death, took out a more formal contract paper with the title: Personal Bodyguard
"Please give me another reason to be strong"
"I will always want you in the game world, no matter what game!" Death God Yan Rannian said calmly with a charming smile on her face.
"I sign!" Chen Ye quickly took over the contract, then took the signature pen from the hand of the God of Death Yan Rannian, and wrote his name on two pieces of paper.
"Well, that's it, my personal bodyguard!" The God of Death, Yan Ran Nian Chunfeng, proudly took over a contract from Chen Ye and chuckled.
"Why are you smiling so happily!" Looking at that beautiful and charming face, Chen Ye suddenly felt uneasy in his heart, and then he read the contract content carefully, and then fell silent.
"This is the real contract of betrayal!" Yan Rannian, the god of death, smiled happily, "Haha, the way you are being fucked is very cute!"
"You're cruel!" Chen Ye stared at Yan Ran Nian and said with a smile!
