Chapter 992 Keeping a Man’s Power

"I really asked them to be bodyguards." Tu Ling smiled bitterly and said: "Morris and Auro were introduced by my friends. They only said that they were powerful in combat and did not reveal their identities. If Li Huanxin didn't tell, I don’t know yet that they are professional killers.”

"This group of people you summoned is quite interesting." Chen Yang smiled playfully and asked: "By the way, Morris and Auro, how much did you give them?"

Tu Ling said: "Two million Huajin national coins per person."

Hearing this, Chen Yang raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "A professional killer ranked around forty in the world would need at least one million gold to kill anyone. You gave two million to each person, and you actually want to Please touch them, this is impossible.”

Tu Ling's heart skipped a beat and she asked in surprise, "You mean, they have other plans?"

"Whether they have other motives, I'm not sure, but as long as I'm here, you don't have to worry even if they have other motives."

Chen Yang blinked at Tu Ling with an expression that was wrapped around me.

When Tu Ling saw this, she suddenly felt panicked. She stepped back, trying to distance herself from Chen Yang, but in the small space, she hit the iron wall behind her with a clang.

She was startled, jumped forward, and threw herself into Chen Yang's arms.

So soft, so firm!

Chen Yang chuckled and put his arms around Tu Ling's back: "Xiao Ling, do you want to repay me?"

"You... don't act nonsense."

Tu Ling suddenly broke away from Chen Yang's arms, feeling ashamed and angry, and changed the subject: "You...how do you know the prices of Morris and Auro? Did you buy murderers before?"

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows at Tu Ling and said mysteriously: "This is a secret."

"fine."

Tu Ling pouted angrily and reached for the bathroom door.

Chen Yang held her hand and stopped her: "You can't go out now."

"Why?" Tu Ling frowned slightly, with a puzzled expression on her face.

Chen Yang smiled and said: "We have been in there for less than two minutes. If you go out now, they will think that I am not good enough. This has tricked me."

"What's not working?" Tu Ling asked doubtfully, and then suddenly realized, his face turned red with embarrassment, and said anxiously: "Chen Yang, you... you are just a scoundrel."

Chen Yang curled his lips and said innocently: "I'm not a scoundrel. I'm just huddled in the bathroom with you just to remind you."

Tu Ling thought for a moment and realized that Chen Yang did have good intentions, but he had wrongly blamed him.

She was silent for a moment and muttered: "Although you have good intentions, if you do this, won't you destroy my innocence."

Chen Yang asked back: "Is your innocence more important, or is your safety more important?"

Tu Ling said without hesitation: "Of course innocence is important."

"Okay, then get out."

Chen Yang pointed to the bathroom door and said with integrity.

Tu Ling was stunned for a moment, but before she could recover, Chen Yang reached out and touched her lips, then rubbed his hands together, leaving two red palm prints on both sides of her cheeks, and said, "Done!"

Tu Ling said blankly: "You...what do you mean?"

Chen Yang smiled and said: "This way they will think that you slapped me twice, your innocence is preserved, and my man's glory is also preserved."

"But……"

Tu Ling wanted to say something else, but Chen Yang interrupted: "Get out quickly. If it takes too long, they will become suspicious."

After hesitating, Tu Ling opened the bathroom door.

She looked back at Chen Yang, and suddenly remembered Chen Yang's black light broken sword, and asked: "By the way, why don't you bring your broken sword?"

Chen Yang said: "I'm taking it with me."

Tu Ling asked in confusion: "You took it with you? Then why were you not searched when you went through the security check?"

Chen Yang flipped up his short hair and said shamelessly, "Maybe it's because I'm handsome."

"Smelly."

Tu Ling rolled her eyes at Chen Yang, and when she saw Marceline walking towards her, she quickly walked out of the bathroom, deliberately sullen, as if she had just had a quarrel with Chen Yang, and ignored Marceline. Went back to our seats directly.

Chen Yang was about to walk out of the bathroom when he found Marceline standing at the door.

Marceline looked at his cheek, with an expression that said I understand, she smiled and said: "It seems that you broke into the bathroom just now and failed."

A playful smile appeared on Chen Yang's lips: "Haha, how about we two play?"

Marceline looked joking, snorted, and said: "You are not afraid of getting slapped by me again. My lethality is much stronger than Tu Ling."

Chen Yang blinked and teased: "My lethality will make you fall in love with me."

Marceline curled her lips and said disdainfully: "Sorry, it doesn't satisfy me. Besides, I don't like talking to people weaker than me. Please give me a break, I need to go to the bathroom."

"Well, I can't afford to offend you. You are an expert in explosives."

Chen Yang shrugged and walked out of the bathroom with a smile.

"The second generation of a playboy, you are a useless thing, why are you following me here!"

Marceline looked at Chen Yang's back, snorted coldly, and closed the bathroom door heavily.

Chen Yang returned to his seat. Morris, Aoluo, and Li Huanxin saw the red palm prints on his face, and they all showed gloating smiles.

Seeing this, Tu Ling felt a little sorry. Chen Yang kindly reminded herself that now she was misunderstood by others, which made her feel uncomfortable.

She sat in the empty seat next to Chen Yang, calmed down, and asked, "Chen Yang, what do you do?"

Seeing her taking the initiative to chat, Chen Yang smiled and said, "I'm a college student."

Tu Ling looked surprised: "College student? Who did you learn your swordsmanship from?"

"Self-taught."

"I don't believe it. You are in school, in the kendo club?"

"No, I am from the painting club, specializing in human body painting. If you are willing, I can draw a picture of your human body..."

"You can't talk properly."

"I'm serious, okay."

…

Chen Yang and Tu Ling chatted one after another. Unknowingly, a few hours passed and the plane arrived in Western Xinjiang.

After getting off the plane, two Mercedes-Benz G500s that had been prepared parked in front of them.

Chen Yang, Tu Ling, Qingxu and Qingnian were in one car, and Morris, Oro, Li Huanxin and Marceline were in one car.

The navigation has already been set up, and two G500s are heading to Hecheng.

When the car arrived at a deserted land, Chen Yang discovered that it was indeed understandable that Tu Ling could buy the land for less than 10 million.

There is nothing here but dry land and scattered vegetation.

All in all, on the face of it, there is no development value here.

Two G500s stopped near the mine. After getting out of the car, a gust of wind swept over the gravel, giving them a bit of coolness.

Tu Ling put on his assault jacket, pointed to a bungalow not far ahead, and said to everyone: "That's the station. All the people who died before lived in it now."