The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1822 Level Nine Defense
Chapter 820, Level [-] Defense
"Okay, Sissy, don't cling to Dad like this, you're so old, it's very tiring to hold you like this."

Song Hongyan stroked her daughter's hair, exposed the watermelon head and clamped it again: "Come down."

The woman was always thinking about Ye Fan's loss of skills, and worried that Qianqian would tire Ye Fan because of hanging on like this.

Ye Fan shook his head repeatedly and smiled, "It's okay, I like to hug Qianqian."

"Dad, you put me down, I brought you a gift."

Qianqian asked Ye Fan to put herself down, then took out a cup from the schoolbag she was carrying and handed it to Ye Fan.

"Dad, this is a ceramic cup I personally made for you. Take it and remember to drink water every day."

The workmanship of the cup is a bit rough, and the shape is also average, but there is a line of words written on it:

Daddy Ye Fan, Sissy loves you.

The words are simple and direct, but it makes Ye Fan feel a warm current in his heart.

Seeing this, Song Hongyan joked: "Girl, you are biased, Dad has a gift, where is Mom?"

"Yes, yes."

Qianqian took out a sachet from her schoolbag and handed it to Song Hongyan:
"This is the safety bag that my grandma and I went to Jinming Temple to ask for!"

"This is donated from the pocket money I saved."

Sissy had a smile on her face: "The great monk said that if you wear it, you can be safe and sleep well."

Song Hongyan was moved, and touched Qianqian's head: "Girl, you have a heart, okay, mom will wear it from now on."

She took the sachet and put it in her arms.

Afterwards, Sissy sent gifts to several familiar Song family bodyguards.

Although the gift was not expensive, everyone around Song Hongyan laughed because they could feel Sissy's hospitality.

"Hey, who is this sister?"

At this time, Qianqian saw the heroic Nangong Youyou: "It's so cool."

Ye Fan was very straightforward: "She is a foodie."

Nangong Youyou put on a straight face, and was about to refute Ye Fan sternly, but Qianqian was surprised:
"Food? Don't you really like to eat?"

She immediately grabbed a large pile of dried meat and pastry snacks from her schoolbag.

Qianqian ran to Nangong Youyou and shouted, "Sister, this is a gift for you."

"Ahem... I'm a..."

Nangong Youyou really wanted to say that she was a bodyguard and was on a mission to protect Ye Fan, and she didn't want to talk to the kid.

Just seeing the meat jerky and pastries full of sincerity, her stomach started to growl.

In the end she nodded very spinelessly:

"I'm really a foodie."

With a whoosh, the voice fell, and she hugged all the snacks given by Sissy.

She even held it in her mouth, tore open a bag of dried meat and started to eat it.

Extremely fast.

The three-and-two-weight beef jerky disappeared in a blink of an eye:
"Sister Qianqian, right? My name is Nangong Youyou."

Nangong Youyou waved his small hand: "I am a brave and invincible bodyguard who never blinks."

"bodyguard?"

Qianqian watched her eat in surprise, and then directly gave the schoolbag to Nangong Youyou:

"Don't worry, sister Youyou, don't eat so fast, there are still snacks here."

"I'll give it to you, and I'll give you my schoolbag too. You can eat slowly."

She looked at Nangong Youyou very happily: "After eating, find me, I have a lot of snacks."

"Thank you!"

Nangong Youyou was also not polite, she threw the snacks into the schoolbag, and then carried it by herself.

"Sister Qianqian, from now on, you and I will be covered by Nangong Youyou."

"Whoever dares to bully you, tell me, and I will hammer him."

Nangong Youyou made a promise while chomping on food.

I ate a few more bags of pastries and drank a bottle of Wangzai milk.

"Youyou, you just finished breakfast not long ago, don't eat so much, be careful."

Song Hongyan was a little worried looking at Nangong Youyou's posture: "Go back and eat slowly."

"It's okay, I'll fight later, it will be exhausted soon."

Nangong Youyou bit another piece of jerky in his mouth, then returned to the car and took out a small hammer.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Fan frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

Almost as soon as the voice fell, Ye Fan's earphones moved slightly, and Shen Hongxiu's voice came:

"Young Master Ye, at three o'clock, six o'clock, and nine o'clock, a group of unknown people approached you in a siege posture."

"There are cleaners, passengers, and staff."

"I have targeted them, do you want to shoot them immediately?"

Shen Hongxiu asked Ye Fan for instructions.

Ye Fan looked sideways.

Sure enough, eight people with different expressions walked quickly from three directions.

Their costumes are different and their routes do not overlap, and their speed is even more uneven, but their eyes are the same.

That is Ye Fan.

When Ye Fan looked over, these people also caught Ye Fan's eyes.

But no one stopped, but continued to approach unhurriedly, completely looking like a passerby passing by with soy sauce.

"Beauty, take Sissy..."

Just as Ye Fan turned his head towards Song Hongyan, he saw Nangong Youyou suddenly holding a hammer and rushing out.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Nangong Youyou disappeared in a flash, rushing past the surrounded eight people like a phantom.

There was a crackling sound.

The eight people stopped moving instantly, and then fell to the ground with a plop.

Their toes were all trampled to pieces by Nangong Youyou.

The piercing pain not only made them look painful, but also made them howl like killing pigs:

"what--"

Let alone dealing with Ye Fan, the eight of them couldn't even take out the weapons in their arms, they just hugged their bloody feet and howled.

When Song's bodyguards huh-lahed to protect Ye Fan and Song Hongyan, Nangong Youyou flashed past again.

She swung past the eight murderers again.

The hammer in his hand was bang bang bang all the way.

The howling stopped abruptly, and the eight people's eyes widened, and they fell straight to the ground.

Everyone's celestial spirit cover was smashed and exploded.

They fell to the ground and dropped their weapons from their arms.

There are silenced pistols, poisoned crossbow bolts, and electromagnetic darts, which seem to be a premeditated attack.

"asshole!"

Eight people fell to the ground, not far away, a fashionable woman wearing earplugs shouted angrily, raised her left hand and flashed a short gun.

She was about to pour bullets at Ye Fan and the others.

Nangong Youyou's eyes suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and then the distance of more than ten meters didn't seem to exist.

She flashed to the side of the earplug woman in an instant.

"boom--"

When the hammer fell, his head exploded.

The earplug woman fell to the ground with a plop.

Do not look down.

That's not to mention, when the woman with earplugs fell to the ground, Nangong Youyou bounced again, and went straight to the second floor like an ape.

Among the panicked and screaming crowd, she picked out a man wearing a mask.

The face of the masked man changed drastically and he stabbed with a dagger.

"boom!"

Nangong Youyou directly threw him out with a backhand.

The masked man hit the floor with a loud bang.

Skeletal pain all over the body.

But before he got up, Nangong Youyou fell from the sky again and stepped on his back with a bang.

The spine shattered with a click, and then fell with a hammer.

The man in the mask tilted his head and lost his vitality.

A mobile phone fell out.

"Finished, call it a day!"

Nangong ran back to Ye Fan with his schoolbag on his back like a whirlwind.

After she threw the phone she picked up to Ye Fan:
"One bun for one enemy, owe me ten buns."

Then she shouted with a hammer in hand: "Who else? Who else? Ten more buns, no, ten enemies."

Ten buns are not enough to eat.

Ye Fan and Song Hongyan looked at the little girl in shock...

Sissy was even more admiring.

Similarly, on the fifth floor of the airport, a long-haired man squinted his eyes as he watched the scene.

Afterwards, he took out a notebook and turned out a page with Ye Fan's information written on it.

He took out a pen and added:
"Defense, level nine..."

(End of this chapter)