The black muzzle was pressed against the forehead, and the white man squeezed out a smile on his face, raised his hands and moved back a little.

"Listen to you, Pova."

The muzzle was just slowly hanging down. The Eastern European woman was about to get up. The man on the other end of the sofa was extremely fast. He raised his hand and grabbed her wrist, pulled it forward, and hugged her arms. The woman named Pova's grasped arm raised her elbow and pushed her chest. She threw the gun tightly and threw it away. At the same time, the man reached out and beat the pistol that was thrown in the air. The woman hooked her legs on her back and kicked the gun back, fell on her back and flicked it, slid it into her hand accurately, and hit the man's forehead.

The next second, the man turned his head and dodged, his shoulder hit her shoulder, and he grabbed the gun with his backhand. The woman turned his hand to dodge, and the guns were repeatedly fought between the two.

The woman raised her feet and kicked her, and the white men also made a move at the same time. They both hit each other before they stepped back.

The guns in the air then fell on the carpet.

Pova snorted, went over and picked up the gun, and inserted it away from the back, "I dare to try again, I will remove you from the organization for the captain!"

The man patted his pants with some dusty pants, sat on the sofa, and placed the red wine on the handrail.

"The original captain you said or the current captain?"

"Pova!"

At this moment, a deep cry suddenly came from outside, and the windows around the living room suddenly buzzed, and the man holding the red wine shrugged and stood up.

The blonde woman named after her name turned around. Five figures walked through the wall lights at dusk outside and pushed the door in. Three of them were tall, one of whom was wearing a black duckbill hat on the right, and a vest on the white short-sleeved T-shirt on the left, and the one on the left was a floral headscarf wrapped in a long-sleeved jacket and one earring. The man in the middle was tall and burly, a little taller than the two left and right, so they all bowed their heads and bent over and walked in.

He wore a combat uniform, his skin was brassy, ​​under his shallow pot cover, three or four scars on his face, one of which extended to the corner of his eyes. When he grinned, he looked particularly ferocious. He stood at the door like a ferocious monster statue, emitting a fierce aura.

"Dounce..." Pova gritted her teeth and slightly turned her gaze away. The man who got up from the sofa cried with a smile: "Captain!"

"Um."

The burly figure, like a giant, responded dullly, walked over with leather boots, and swung his arms almost caught up with the woman's thighs. He sat on the sofa with two big golden swords. The sofa seemed to be unable to bear it.

"I came to Chicago two days ago and also checked the details of Anchorton's company. I will start soon. I hope that on that day, you two will not have any grudges...especially you, Pova."

The cold eyes cut across the scar at the corner of his eyes, looked at the woman facing away from him, looked at the sexy curves, rolled the Adam's apple, and stroked the thick palms on the woman's thighs.

"I am your captain now. The person I used to will not come back. You must be obedient and complete this task. I hope you can come to my room consciously."

"You can't compare to him!"

"Haha...what is he?!" As if he was stimulated, the man stood up and his thick hands clamped his fingers.

The blonde woman walked forward, avoiding the furious Dawns behind her, looking at the two men wearing baseball caps and a fancy turban opposite her, but the words she said to her behind her: "Nowhere is better."

Turning his eyes, he lifted the suitcase on the ground, walked straight to the second floor, searching for a room, slamming the door, throwing the box off the mattress, taking out the changing clothes, and walking to the bathroom.

Wow~~

The misty water vapor climbed up the glass, steaming hot, and her tall and hot body dripping with hot water across her delicate face, and her eyelashes stained with water droplets shook. The woman exhaled a long breath, opened her eyes and turned her head to climb into the mirror of the water vapor. Behind her shoulders, there was a colorful little tiger head.

"team leader......"

She whispered in a low voice.

.........

‘Ah Yeh!’

The morning light broke through the gaps in the clouds and pushed Qingming's sky over the gradually noisy city streets and alleys. In front of the signs filled with English street names, Wang Ruhu bit the hamburger and walked out of the alley and sneezes hard.

......Someone scolded me behind my back?

He muttered, walked to the spacious street in front, glanced at the vehicles parked on the streets around, and read newspapers on the bench. After confirming that there was no surveillance, he got involved in the crowd walking to the Anchorton Building. During this period, he became familiar with him. Many people greeted him one after another. Some bold women looked at Wang Ruhu in a tight shirt from time to time, pulled his colleagues who were familiar with him and whispered something, licking his lips.

"He is the new security guard, he is so strong."

"...It's so cool. That muscle doesn't look like I did from the gym."

"I really want to be picked up by him... pressed on the bed... Oh my God, I feel very hot when I think about it, and I really want to eat him."

Seeing Wang Ruhu looking over, he not only kept saying something, but also looked back boldly and stared at the other person's eyes straight until he quickly entered the hall, and he still whispered and teased the look he had just looked at.

‘Eat me?’

Wang Ruhu didn't understand the meaning of the word "eat" for a while, and then... was blocked outside the door.

Linda, wearing a short off-white skirt and curly curly, had her environmentally friendly arms, and her high heels pointed to the floor, tilted her head, looked at the confused man with a smile, raised one hand, and shook the car key on her middle finger.

"Let me drive?"

"Smart!" Linda stuffed the key into the man's hand, pulled his sleeve and went to the parking lot outside, explaining as she walked: "The boss said, thank you for saving her, and specially asked you to go from security to become her driver. The boss is a great beauty, which I suggested, remember to thank me!"

A white seven-seater off-road stop was parked far away. Wang Ruhu couldn't recognize his name, but it was definitely a good car. He hadn't driven a car for a long time, but he was a little itchy. He didn't care whether he was a security or a driver. Anyway, he just had to wait for those people to appear.

After thinking about it, I pressed the button to start and drove out of the building on the accelerator. Linda yelled and drove out of the Chicago Hospital all the way, and found the ward to push the door and enter. The doctor and nurse inside just finished the examination and pulled the curtain out. Seeing the figure who was walking into the ward with his head down, he almost subconsciously avoided the side and carefully reminded him: "Miss Natalie is nothing serious, she will be discharged from the hospital this afternoon."

After saying that, he hurried out of the ward with a loud bang, and touched the door. In the curtain, Natalie thought that Linda was just coming, and asked her to pull the curtain open. Seeing a man standing opposite him, she was busy stuffing a book on the love of men and women by the bed back into the quilt.
Chapter completed!