Shocked, the rich and powerful families in the city rushed to recognize me as my relative!

Chapter 83 Annual salary of [-] million, be my teacher
Huo Mingjue kicked the ground cleanly.

"boom--"

A not too violent gunshot rang out.

The glass lamp above the cafeteria shattered, and the shards fell down.

Huo Mingjue carried the brat to avoid the splashing glass shards.

Yan Xiong's child looked at the bear. In fact, he had been trained. After being picked up by Huo Mingjue, he subconsciously used self-defense moves.

However, Huo Mingjue had expected it, and directly clasped his hand.

Yan Xiong's child shouted, "If I hurt a hair, my uncle will not let you go. He will cut you into pieces...it hurts!"

His tears were like pearls with a broken thread, patter, patter, patter.

"Noisy." Huo Mingjue's tone was cold and emotionless.

After all, she hates brainless things the most. Once a cub becomes an adult, once he has cerebral palsy, he will be the same scum in her eyes.

Yan Xiong, who was still crying, suddenly paused when he heard these words and asked curiously:
"How come your mantra is the same as my uncle?!"

Huo Mingjue ignored it.

Several bodyguards in black were so nervous that they said, "Calm down, lady, the one just now is our young master's toy gun, for self-defense..."

"Toy gun? Really?" Huo Mingjue's voice was light.

The gun happened to be at her feet, so she picked it up, played with it for a moment and said:

"It's a toy gun. It uses .22LR caliber bullets. It has no recoil when fired. It's very suitable for children to train. How about I play with him too?"

The orphanage is in the countryside. Before it was developed, there were deep mountains nearby, and the residents had old-fashioned shotguns for hunting.

The dean would sometimes take her hunting in the mountains to replenish food, and he used an old-fashioned shotgun several times.

The recoil of an old-fashioned shotgun is not small. If the weak point of the bone cannot withstand it, the entire arm that counteracts the recoil may be dislocated.

In comparison, the toy gun in her hand is much easier to use now.

The backs of the black-clothed bodyguards were covered in cold sweat. If anything happened to Young Master Yan, they would be finished!
But the woman in front of them, let alone that they were not sure about her identity, even if she wanted to solve it violently, her skill just now was so fast that they didn't realize it, holding a hostage in one hand and a gun in the other...

This is fucking invincible!

How can I fight this?Do you want to play anymore?Can you give me a way out?
The bodyguards in black could only take the gentle route and began to show their favor.

"Madam, don't be impulsive. We are sorry to disturb your meal. I am very sorry. We can pay you to compensate for your loss. What do you think?"

Huo Mingjue smiled and did not answer.

Seeing her noble and cold smile, the black-clothed bodyguards nearly knelt on the ground, crying and calling for their aunt to spare her life.

They were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, but Yan Xiong, who was being carried by Huo Mingjue, was very calm.

His back collar was held up, as if he were a koala being hung on a tree, but he didn't panic, calmly crossed his arms over his chest, and even snorted coldly.

"A bunch of trash, what do I need from you? Let's do this, I'll give you [-] million!"

"The unit of calculation is the Zimbabwean dollar?" Huo Mingjue asked back.

As we all know, the exchange rate of the Zimbabwean dollar is 40 trillion Zimbabwean dollars equal to one RMB.

"Huaxia coins!" Yan Xiong's child said, "Let me go. Our Yan family will ignore the past grudges and hire you as my teacher. One hundred million Huaxia coins will be your annual salary."

(End of this chapter)