A little cute baby fell from the sky

Chapter 1742 The Last Level (4)

"Sorry, this is a private banquet, and non-MASK members are not allowed to enter."

Ling Feng stood alone at the door of the banquet hall, looking coldly at the elites of Los Angeles.

He knew a few of them, and he had fought against them during the special training.

And he taught him a lot.

But we don't know each other without fighting, these elites respect the real masters very much.

So when they saw that it was Ling Feng, they were a little hesitant, but at the same time looked very helpless.

"I'm sorry, Ling Feng, you are not a member of MASK now."

One of the men who had the best personal relationship with him took a quick look inside and lowered his voice to Ling Feng.

"You are now His Royal Highness the Prince of the Middle East, not Miss Weiran's bodyguard. So you have no privilege to go in. And the leader confessed that as long as there is a place for Miss Weiran, you must not be allowed in. Why don't you think about it again way."

Ling Feng frowned, and he also knew that if he forced his way in, it would only bring trouble to these few people.

And now according to his physical strength, it is estimated that he will be dragged out after entering.

His azure blue eyes were tightly narrowed, he was a little anxious, and there were big beads of sweat oozing from the tip of his nose.

There was a gap between the two closed doors.The enthusiastic voices of those MASK members can be heard inside.

And the black robes were shaking.

"Miss Weiran, I hope to win your favor and be selected by you. I will do my best to be your bodyguard and protect your safety."

"Miss Wei Ran, it is my honor to serve you, I hope you can choose me."

The MASK members inside are very young, and all of them are enthusiastic and eager to impress Ms. Wei Ran.

Desperately sell yourself.

Mr. President is about to leave office, but his influence on the next Mr. President is very important.

Besides, Qi Zheng himself has a very important position in the Qi family.

Whoever can become Miss Wei Ran's personal bodyguard will have far more opportunities in the future than in MASK.

If he can be further appreciated by Qi Zheng, he will step onto the blue sky one step at a time.

Various voices came from inside the door.

Ling Feng closed his eyes and clenched his hands into fists, as if there were thousands of troops galloping in his heart.

Just as he was about to rush in, someone behind him patted his shoulder.

He stopped his impulsive steps.

"Little uncle, it's not impossible for you to go in."

Ling Feng turned his head slightly, and saw Qi Qianyu's fox-like eyes, with a wicked smile flashing in his eyes.

"Look, little uncle, all of them are running for Aunt Weiran's bodyguard. Of course, Aunt Weiran has the final say on who to choose. Auntie didn't say that the bodyguard candidate must be a member of MASK."

One word reminded the dreamer, and Ling Feng glanced at him.

Looking at the familiar MASK members again, his voice was cold.

"Please let me in, I'm going to run for Miss Wei Ran's bodyguard."

Since arriving in the Middle East, his status as an old bodyguard has been completely invalidated.

But that's okay, he can run again.

Miss Weiran is his, and Miss Weiran's bodyguard can only be him, Lingfeng.

"This……"

Several MASK members were a little embarrassed, and one of them had already reported to Qi Muli.

After a while, the door slowly opened, and Qi Muli's cold humming sound came from inside.

"You are also running for office, Son of the Condor Eagle, don't you think about your physical condition first?"

"Little uncle, you have to think about it first." Qi Qianyu also glanced at Ling Feng.

(End of this chapter)