There is a white square in front of the main entrance of the villa. In front of the fountain in the center of the square, a middle-aged man dressed in a housekeeper lined up with several servants to wait.

“It’s really flattering…”

Those who would line up to wait for me were usually soldiers with automatic rifles and murderous faces.

Feng Yin glanced at me, shook his head and smiled without saying anything.

After getting off the bus, the butler welcomed us with a stern face, and it seemed that he really didn't have any sincerity.

However, Feng Yin was very familiar with this and greeted the butler with a gentle smile. When a young servant came over to help me park the car and threw the car keys to him, I saw a disdainful smile on his face.

Judging from the appearance, my "Iron Duke" is indeed not available, but I am curious about what qualifications does this kid who is a servant to despise me? Even if it is a low-end car, it is a floating car after all, and with his meager salary, it is very painful to bear it.

While thinking about whether the boy's chest would be clever if he had cut open and stirred his internal organs with an egg whisk, Feng Yin patted my shoulder and said, "What are you doing when you are standing there? Let's go!"

After entering the mansion, a middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure was waiting at the door, with a passionate smile on his face.

"Mr. Feng, Mr. Wang, I've been waiting for a long time."

"Mr. Wen is so polite. Where can you come here in person..."

"Haha, the star of the future of Tianjing Public Security Bureau, how dare I neglect it?"

"Look at what you said..."

...

The dialogue between these two shameless people has forced me to temporarily block my hearing to avoid the overflow of murderous aura. Human language is used for communication and communication, but the language of those two people can obviously be regarded as meaningless waves spreading in the air. In short, noise.

I turned around and looked at the decoration of this mansion. The owner adopted a European classical style, rich and gorgeous colors, and magnificent architectural structure, which really fits the style of an aristocratic family... These damn rich people!

My feet hurt, as if someone had stepped on me hard. Feng Yin shook his eyes at me, as if he was saying: "Speak!"

It turned out that the two shameless things finally finished spitting out and started to get to the point.

"Hello Mr. Wen, I am the peerless master that Feng Yin has hired through hard work. I am not only strong, but also honest. As long as you offer a reasonable price, I can guarantee that your family will not be harmed by anyone."

Feng Yin immediately groaned in pain, but this matter was related to my living expenses and I didn't care about so much.

The middle-aged man's surprised expression lasted for a moment, then laughed: "Mr. Wang is so humorous!"

If you don't pay well, I can be more humorous, and I don't know if you can laugh at that time.

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, I, Wen Fangbo, are definitely not a stingy person!"

So you don’t mind my price increase again?

This sentence was blocked by Feng Yin with vicious eyes.

It is said that China has had a tradition of talking at the dinner table since ancient times, and I have no way to verify its authenticity. However, it is obvious that Wen Fangbo would rather believe it. He prepared exquisite dishes in the dining room, and more than half of them could not be named. According to the formula, this is a very high-level treatment.

There were three men and two women standing on both sides of the dining table. Fang Bo introduced it one by one. He was his wife and children, and he was also famous in the business world. Feng Yin made a flattered expression and greeted everyone enthusiastically, while I tried hard to distinguish the appearance of these arrogant nobles - in my eyes they looked exactly the same.

"This is Mr. Wang, the peerless master invited by Mr. Feng! Haha!"

...Why did he laugh?

Forget it, no matter how much you have, let’s introduce yourself first.

"Thank you, Mr. Wen, for your objective and fair introduction. I am one of the few peerless masters in China. My surname is Wang, my name is confidential, my code name is perfect killer, the 56,733rd place in the personal comprehensive ranking of the Free Lancers and the 722nd place in the killer ranking. I undertake all kinds of related businesses, with outstanding reputation and no deception."

Wen Fangbo's smile quickly solidified like super glue exposed to the air, and others stared at him with shocked eyes. The huge restaurant was filled with needles. When I was wondering which ethnic group was the traditional custom, Feng Yin had already grabbed my sleeves and dragged them out the door, turning back to smile: "My friend is a little confused. Don't mind, please don't mind, please stay with me."

After leaving, Feng Yin was about to roar: "The Wen family hates free lancers the most! Especially the killer and assassin! What is in your mind that you report your identity in front of others!? Do you remember what I told you like to be shit??"

If you think about it carefully, Feng Yin seems to have said similar things, but it is too difficult to count on me to remember them one by one.

"Okay OK, I'm wrong, what else should I explain?"

Feng Yin took a deep breath, calmed his anger and began to explain seriously: "The Wen family does not like the free lances because they hate to solve problems with violence. Similarly, they do not like cynicism, destroy the established rules of society, do not like vulgarity, because they have no style, do not like to be ignorant, do not like to be irresponsible, do not like…"

I waved my hand: "If you just say they don't like me, Mr. Wang, it's all."

“…”

Feng Yin's expression was obviously saying: I, Wang, is indeed not liked by Wen's family.

"Since that's the case, let's break up." I was about to go into the house and explain it clearly to them, but Feng Yin grabbed it.

"Don't you claim to be very professional?"

Although my moral standards are average, my professional ethics are definitely first-class.

"So, since you promised me to take on this task, no matter how annoying the employer is, should you endure it?"

Feng Yin said this correctly, and I couldn't help but nod.

Feng Yin was relieved to persuade him successfully, but at this moment I remembered something and said, "No matter how noble my professional ethics are, if the employer is not satisfied with me and fired me, it is not my business."

"this……"

I laughed and walked into the restaurant quickly: "My work ethics does not include making employers happy. It is their business to termination of the contract on their own initiative. Let's see how long those ** can tolerate me, these damn rich people!"

However, the Wen family is well cultivated. In the few minutes after leaving, they have adjusted their mentality. After returning, they selectively forget what I said just now, with a slightly aristocratic smile, and sincerely welcomed me to my arrival.

This reaction is really disappointing. It seems that I will inevitably be a bodyguard in the Wen family for a while... Just as I was thinking, I suddenly found that an important person was not present. Two ladies at the dining table, one was Wen Fangbo's wife and the other was the eldest daughter. The youngest girl in the Wen family who I was responsible for protecting was missing!

Feng Yin suddenly stepped on me under the table with his feet. During the distraction, the hypocritical people had finished talking nonsense and got to the point, and everyone's eyes were focused on me.

I quickly put down the silver fork that had too many pieces of meat inserted into it and looked like a mace and said.

"Well, how did the Wen family get involved in Raven?"

Ravens are first-class people in the industry and are extremely difficult to deal with. The general reason is that they cannot be invited to come out. The Wen family is not an ordinary person, but it is not so easy to get involved in Ravens.

Wen Fangbo looked a little embarrassed: "It's just some business trouble."

Ravens don't do business.

Feng Yin explained to me in a low voice: "The Wen family squeezed out a competitor not long ago. The methods used were not good-looking, and they were killed all, which completely broke a new family. This matter can be traced back to the grudges that were decades ago, and they were not sure of them at all. But the Wen family was too domineering and still annoyed many people."

"Then why did the other party choose the little girl of the literary master?"

When talking about this issue, Feng Yin's face was also a little bad.

"The collapsed family ended up in a very miserable way. Before that, they had a bright future, and the gap was too big, and almost all the family members were crazy..."

That's why they came up with such despicable means to take revenge.

I finally concluded: "After all, this is a battle between nobles and dog bites."

This conclusion is very satisfying to me.

And Feng Yin can only smile bitterly.

Wen Fangbo coughed at this time and asked, "I wonder what kind of measures does Mr. Wang have to deal with that raven?"

I have been thinking about this question since I left the house and I have already had mature ideas at this time.

"From now on, all the staff of the Wen family will be transferred to the A-level underground shelter in Tianjing within 24 hours, and I will be accompanied by myself and wait for more than a year. Then no matter how patient the raven is, it will give up. This method is the most safe and foolproof."

There was silence on the dining table, and it was obvious that this foolproof method had exceeded their imagination. However, through Feng Yin's painful expression, I knew that this plan might not be possible.

Sure enough, Wen Fangbo said awkwardly: "Mr. Wang, your plan is indeed foolproof. We... admire it very much, but the Wen family has a great career. If all the family members hide in the shelter, the industry is unattended, and the loss will be too great. Moreover, it is not very good to be mentioned by others."

If you want a name or a life!?

I thought about it: "Then it's okay to change the plan, let the young sister of the Wen family..."

Feng Yin reminds: "Wen Yin."

"Oh, let Wen Yin and I go to the underground shelter and wait for a year, and then we will talk about it after the limelight. Anyway, I only need to be responsible for the safety of Wen Yin, and it has nothing to do with me if the rest of the Wen family dies. In this way, you will not lose the industry, and I can complete the task perfectly, with the best of both worlds."

“…”

It is still quiet. Could it be that the gap between me, an expert, and civilians is really as good as the world, so they can't even understand such a simple explanation?

Wen Fangbo had nothing to say this time, but the eldest daughter of Wen's family (Feng Yin once again reminded her friend, Wen Yun) could no longer suppress her anger and said sarcastically: "If you go to the underground shelter, what else do you want to do!?"

It's really a stupid question. Could it be that she really thinks that Class A shelter is so safe?

"Of course, it's to ensure that there is no accident. Ravens are a very powerful combination. A-level refuge does not guarantee Wen Yin's safety... If you don't believe it, you can make a bet with me. You can hide in any A-level refuge. I can find you within three days, cut off your heads, and mail it to the Mars Colony."

People on the dining table generally began to turn pale.

Wen Fangbo coughed hard a few times, breaking the deadlock and attracting his attention. He said, "Mr. Wang, I hope these unpleasant things will not affect any of our daily lives."

Haha, of course you can continue your daily life, but don’t cry too loudly when you die.

Feng Yin asked me in a low voice: "The raven's strength is not that exaggerated."

I whispered: "Of course it's not that exaggerated, but if I don't say that, why do I ask them for a high salary?"

"Depend on!"

Wen Fangbo is a big shot after all, and perhaps he saw my intention and said erroneously: "Mr. Wang, I hope you will work hard and will not treat you badly in terms of rewards."

"Oh, that's fine."

Yu Guang saw Feng Yin covering her face.

"There is another thing to explain. Xiaoyin has never liked professions like mercenaries, and we didn't let her know about this matter, so if possible..."

Just protect her safety without the protection object being completely aware of it? The old man from the Wen family is really good at making the conditions... You might as well let the earth turn back.

"A weekly salary of one million Chinese coins."

"Oh, that's fine."
Chapter completed!