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Chapter 207: The Money-Loving Bodyguard vs. the Lame Young Master 9
"Young Master's man." Ling Mo didn't want to talk to him any more, so he changed his address.

Hu Qi lit a cigarette with one hand, his thick eyebrows and big eyes looked ferocious, and he threatened while driving: "You owe Wu Xiuxiu five million, and the labor contract for the underground fighting arena is also in her hands. Boy, I advise you to tell the truth. It will not do you any good to play tricks in front of me."

"Those are useless to me." Ling Mo leaned back in a leather chair, his posture relaxed. He didn't look like a thirteen-year-old child at all, but the big boss of a secret organization. "For someone like me who has no identity information, signing an IOU or a labor contract is the same as not signing it."

She lazily turned her head to look at the person who was trying to trick her, and raised the right corner of her mouth: "Isn't it, the internationally famous soldier Hu Qi - I've heard of him for a long time."

Hu Qi's eyes were instantly filled with murderous intent and vigilance, and he glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

The fact that this world knows his true identity must have a complicated background.

And what does it mean to have no identity? Are all the identities she is using now fake? Don’t people in the underground fighting arena do background checks?
What kind of place is this? So lax?
"What happened between the young master and I is none of your business. In comparison, the aging lion should take care of itself first and be careful not to be eaten by the young and strong lion."

Ling Mo thought of Hu Qi's ending in the original plot and kindly reminded him, but seeing that he didn't care, he didn't bother to say anything more.

The car wound its way up the hill.

The retro iron gate opened and cars drove into the manor.

At the front of the castle, Wu Xiuxiu stood at the door in a well-dressed cheongsam, respectfully waiting for the old man to arrive.

Yin Qin went forward to open the door, and when he looked inside, it was Gu Yao. His original expression froze in place, looking funny and hilarious.

"What are you standing there for?" Old Master Gu, who was sitting on the inside, frowned slightly when he saw the woman's stunned look.

Wu Xiuxiu's smile returned to her face. She asked someone to take out a wheelchair from the trunk, and then she tried to help Gu Yao down.

But the hand she stretched out was deflected by the young boy and stopped awkwardly in the air.

Little brat, you'll be in trouble when the old man is gone.

"Ahaha, Gu Yao has grown up and doesn't need his mother's help anymore. This is really gratifying." She mechanically withdrew her hand and watched him sit in the wheelchair, her eyes falling on his legs with contempt.

Just a cripple.

How could he be allowed to take over such a huge Gu family business?

Gu Yao pushed the wheelchair in. The other servants saw that Old Man Gu was there and wanted to go forward to help push the wheel, but he coldly refused.

"Let me do it..." Wu Xiuxiu looked at the old man with an ugly expression, and cursed Gu Yao in her heart for being pretentious. Who was he pretending for? She used her hands to forcefully help him push in.

But I never expected that another pair of hands would get there first.

"Ma'am, let me do it." When Ling Mo encountered the wheelchair, not only was he not rejected like the others, the expression of the young man in the wheelchair was visibly relaxed.

The old man looked at his grandson, who was always cold and taciturn, and squinted at her, looking at her with scrutiny.

But they quickly looked away, and the group went in and came to the hall.

As a personal bodyguard, Ling Mo would pour water for Gu Yao and help him get things.

Wu Xiuxiu raised her eyebrows and said to Mr. Gu with a smile, "Gu Yao's previous bodyguard was fired after only one month. This time, I thought it would be better to find him a bodyguard of the same age. In fact, it can be regarded as finding him a partner.

"I didn't expect that he was quite satisfied. Hahaha. It's worth my effort to see that they get along so well. It's all worth it~"

"A bodyguard's primary duty is to protect his master." Mr. Gu blew on the tea and took a sip. "Everything else is secondary."

Wu Xiuxiu swallowed her saliva, nodded and smiled: "That's right, Dad, don't look at him as a little boy, but he is quite capable. Otherwise, let him show you a few palms, and you will feel at ease, right?"

Gu Yao looked at Wu Xiuxiu sharply, then met the old man's gaze, frowned, and looked disapproving.

But Mr. Gu ignored his request and nodded slightly.

Gu Yao held on to the armrest tightly, words of refusal rising into his throat, but was interrupted by Ling Mo: "All are subject to the master's orders." He suddenly grabbed the hand of the person next to him, trying to dissuade her, but when he saw her slowly shaking her head, he slowly let go.

Looking at the thin figure walking calmly to the open space in the middle, he glanced at Old Man Gu vaguely, and felt depressed in his chest.

The fingers on her knees clenched the fabric tightly, as if she was suppressing something.

My breathing became more rapid.

"Young Master." Ling Mo saw the male protagonist with his head down. Although he couldn't see his expression clearly, his intuition was wrong, so he shouted.

Gu Yao took a deep breath, looked up at her, and was stunned when he saw her bright smile.

"If I win, is there a prize?"

Mr. Gu's expression suddenly turned ugly, and Wu Xiuxiu's face also stiffened and scolded: "As a bodyguard, you are just showing your skills to the master. What's the point of winning or not? You still want to win the prize!"

"Sure." Old Master Gu looked at the young boy who was speaking nonsense in the center and said, "What do you want?"

Everyone could hear the displeasure in his tone. Wu Xiuxiu winked at Ling Mo, telling her to refuse and not to push her too far.

As a result, she not only pretended not to see it, but also stared at Mr. Gu with a look of surprise: "I want money, can I?"

money?
I thought it would be some other request, but it turned out to be this kind of request that was not even a favor in their eyes.

The Gu family's businesses are spread all over the world, both overt and covert, and the wealth they possess cannot be summarized by simple numbers.

"If you fight Hu Qi and win or it's a draw, I'll give you 50 million."

Fifty million is enough for an ordinary person to live a normal and wealthy life, but to them it is just a prize for watching a show.

When Gu Yao heard Hu Qi, if he hadn't been unable to stand up, he would have stood up to stop him. He looked at the old man in shock: "Grandpa!"

"Being greedy means paying the price. If this bodyguard is useless, I will find you a similar one." Old Master Gu said coldly, not giving Gu Yao a chance to refute.

He is autocratic and will not listen to any advice.

It's like this again, it's always like this.

Gu Yao felt a feeling of suffocation spreading in his chest, almost drowning him.

Ling Mo looked at Hu Qi who was walking towards him. He did not look timid at all. Instead, he seemed eager to try.

Hu Qi looked down at the boy who was just as high as his chest, and felt that he could blow his head off with just one punch.

"I'll give you three moves." He knew that Gu Yao's nephew liked this new playmate very much, and it would not be good if he was really crippled.

"Are you sure?" Ling Mo curled his lips strangely and looked at him, "Forget it. What if you say I won unfairly and refused to pay you?"

Hu Qi looked at him speechlessly: "You are so young, but you are so arrogant. Just come directly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people who were standing there moved instantly.

In the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of him, with its five fingers forming claws and swooping down towards his neck from the air.

So fast.

Hu Qi immediately raised his arm to block and attacked with his other hand.

(End of this chapter)