The strongest all-around bodyguard

Chapter 493
Axuan didn't say anything, and returned to her room with a gloomy expression on her face, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Mao Jun turned back to the room expressionlessly, and when he closed the door, a smug smile appeared on his face.

"Boy, fight with me, this time you run fast, otherwise, let the police catch you, lock you in and expose the case, let's see if you can stand it."

Mao Jun said to himself, he took out his mobile phone from the bedside and made a call.

"Hey, is it Brother Wang? This time I really trouble you. I will treat you another day. You can choose any place you want."

He chatted with the man on the phone with a smile on his face, hung up the phone, and threw himself on the bed.

"Hehe, you're done, kid, don't blame me, I've reminded you a long time ago, I'm a local, and there are plenty of ways to keep you from getting along."

Just when he was complacent about the success of his scheme, he suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing by.

Mao Jun shrank his neck involuntarily. He followed the direction of the cool wind and looked back to the window.

"Made, I forgot to close the window. I said why it's so cold."

Mao Jun shook his shoulders, walked to the window, and closed it.

"Oh, today, it's really tiring for that kid to mess up such a good thing."

"It's true, Ah Xuan. She still has such a stubborn temper. That kid doesn't look like a serious person. This time he is lucky, otherwise he will have to go in and repent."

Mao Jun muttered to himself with a face full of resentment, he still had a deep resentment towards Pingfan, but now the smoke dissipated, and the annoying guy was finally sent away.

"Hehe, Brother Mao, I'm sorry to disappoint you, I haven't left yet."

A voice suddenly sounded in the room, Mao Jun was so frightened that he jumped up on the ground, shaking his head around, shouting: "Who, who, who are you?"

The curtains shook slightly, and a person walked out from inside, and he looked at Mao Jun with a smile.

"Ordinary..., yes, yes..., is it you? I..., I..."

Mao Jun was so frightened that he didn't know what to say. He had plotted against him just now, but he didn't expect Pingfan to appear in front of him in the blink of an eye.

This is the twelfth floor, not the first and second floors. He never expected that the other party could come in through the window. This is simply Spider-Man.

"Brother Mao, you don't seem to want to see me."

Pingfan was talking with a smile, his eyes were fixed on Mao Jun in front of him, and there was an indescribable coldness in the smile on his face.

"Why..., how come, I, I see, I see you, I am too happy to see you."

Mao Jun stammered, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva dryly, rolled his Adam's apple up and down a few times, and felt his mouth dry for a while.

Pingfan slowly approached Mao Jun, the sneer at the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious, and there was a kind of cat-and-mouse play in his eyes.

As Pingfan approached, Mao Jun retreated step by step towards the door, he was terrified in his heart.

The origin of this person in front of him is unknown, and from his unusual appetite, it can be seen that he is a tough stubble. If he fights alone, Mao Jun feels that he is probably not an opponent.

Mao Jun turned his face and looked at the door from the corner of his eye. He was silently calculating how to get rid of the ordinary and escape from this room.

"Brother Mao, believe it or not, even if I tell you to run for an extra three seconds, you won't be able to open the door or get out."

Pingfan seemed to understand Mao Jun's thoughts, he said with a smile, as if chatting casually with an old friend.

"Well, that ordinary brother, I think you misunderstood me, I, I have no malice, really no malice."

Mao Jun hurriedly explained that he didn't want to put himself in at the end, and now he secretly regretted why he didn't let the police into his room to search carefully just now, maybe he could wipe out the roots.

"Misunderstanding, I don't think I misunderstood, Brother Mao, you said you called the police, what's the matter? I remember I didn't offend you, right?"

Pingfan said to himself, and he put on a puzzled expression, as if he was sincerely asking Mao Jun for proof.

Mao Jun quickly shook his head and said: "No offense, no offense, absolutely no offense, brother, it's all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."

"In the afternoon, I told you that there is no relationship between me and Axuan, and I don't want to develop into the kind of relationship you imagined. I think you can understand people's words and can tell right from wrong."

"Oh, I didn't expect that, you are such an old man, you don't know anything, and you don't even have the ability to distinguish right from wrong."

Pingfan was still talking on his own, ignoring Mao Jun's reaction, he said bitterly, "You said you don't even know how to love, and you grew up so big, are you living in vain?"

"Yes, yes, I lived in vain, brother, I was wrong, I was obsessed with ghosts, I just wanted to make a joke for you, no malice, no malice."

Mao Jun begged for mercy bitterly, he could see that this young man was really difficult to deal with, at least not something he could deal with alone now.

As the saying goes, ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, as long as he is dealt with tonight, he will try to save face later.

Suddenly, Pingfan said: "Oh, so it was a joke, Brother Mao, you said that this matter is messed up, I didn't know that you like to joke so much, Brother Mao."

"Yes, yes, just kidding, I just like to make jokes, you can't make up for it brother."

Mao Jun saw that the other party's face softened, and his heart was slightly relieved.

Suddenly, Pingfan's expression changed, and he swooped in front of Mao Jun. Before he could react, a hand had already grabbed his neck.

Mao Jun panicked and wanted to struggle a few times, but Pingfan grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up, making him useless and unable to break free.

Pingfan picked up a towel on the ground and directly sealed Mao Jun's mouth, regardless of whether the towel was clean or not.

"Brother Mao, since you like to joke so much, brother will accompany you, how about it?"

Putting his mouth close to Mao Jun's ear, Pingfan said softly. While speaking, he walked towards the window step by step.

When he got to the window, he pulled the window open, grabbed Mao Jun's belt with one hand, and pushed forward with the other hand, pushing half of Mao Jun's body out of the window.

Mao Jun's face changed drastically in fright. He wanted to yell for help, but his mouth was tightly trapped and he couldn't make a sound at all.

Then Pingfan laughed softly and said, "Brother Mao, have fun."

After finishing speaking, Pingfan added more strength and pushed the person outside. He grabbed Mao Jun's ankle with one hand and shook his arm back and forth.

Mao Jun was flying in the air, at the height of a twelve-story building, with his face facing down, and he could see clearly, and the other party kept shaking his arms, making his body sway with the wind. The feeling can only be described in four words— —It’s horrific.

(End of this chapter)