Kung Fu Soldier King

At the days hotel, Xiao Yan drove the quiet BMW X5 bulletproof version into the parking lot, parked his car and went upstairs.

Several rooms on the eighth floor were packed by Murong Xiaoxiao. Many bodyguards stood along the way. It should be Liu Lang who strengthened her guard again.

"Sorry, sir, you can't go in." two strange bodyguards held out their hands and stopped Xiao Yan.

The latter did not embarrass them. As soon as he took out his mobile phone and was ready to call, several bodyguards in the distance came over.

"It's the ninth master. Please come inside quickly. The boss has been waiting for a long time."

"You two don't have long eyes. This is ninth master, Xiao ninth master."

The bodyguards who came out obviously knew Xiao Yan. They should have been to Dongjiang city last time.

The two scolded bodyguards were confused and didn't react until a moment later.

"Is that the divine man? The omnipotent old Xiao... Xiao Jiuye?" the two bodyguards were excited and almost incoherent.

"Nonsense, who else in Dongjiang city is called the ninth master?"

"I really have eyes that don't understand Mount Tai. I'm sorry, Ninth master..."

Xiao Yan waved his hand and didn't care. He was the most tolerant to bodyguards because he had been a bodyguard in the past.

Then, led by the bodyguard, he walked into Murong Xiaoxiao's room.

Bursts of singing came from inside. It sounded like Murong Xiaoxiao, but it was very sweet. Xiao Yan couldn't believe it.

That's right. After all, she is a diva. Over the years, the film and television music world has been the overlord. She must have her own brush.

Turning from the corridor, I saw Murong Xiaoxiao standing in front of the window practicing his voice and coughing from time to time.

"Don't fake singing at today's fan meeting. You don't have a good voice, but the real singing will lose powder." Murong Xiaoxiao's new agent looks young and short haired. It looks like a smart and capable one.

Murong Xiaoxiao said impatiently, "how many times have I said that many of my die hard fans have come this time. I don't really sing will hurt their hearts. I'll be fine if I practice again."

Xiao Yan found a place to sit down and appreciated Murong Xiaoxiao's ancient and modern temper. This woman was covered with thorns, or that kind of unreasonable thorns.

The only thing she can enjoy talking about is her talent.

No matter what she plays, no matter what he sings, she can be affectionate and rich. She is a natural actor.

But after singing for a while, there were still some places where she lost her voice. She simply sat on the sofa and was silent.

The room became quiet. When she was angry, she liked to find someone to vent her anger. At this time, no one wanted to hit her gun.

"Show me your voice. I'm not sure I have a way." as a result, Xiao Laojiu bumped into the muzzle of the gun.

Murong Xiaoxiao frowned and was about to scold, but when he looked back, it was Xiao Yan, and a smile suddenly piled up on his face.

"Why did you come here? Why didn't you answer my phone yesterday." although she had a happy face, she couldn't help complaining.

The agent and the makeup artist in the room looked at each other. They were full of surprise. Unexpectedly, there were only these complaints?

Who the hell is Xiao Laojiu? He can make Murong Xiaoxiao smile at him.

Xiao Yan shrugged his shoulders and said, "there are too many things recently. I'm very worried. I thought you didn't pick you up when you arrived today. Come on, don't say that. I'll take a look at your voice."

"What do you know?" Murong Xiaoxiao said so, but he still got close to Xiao Yan.

The latter reached out and touched her neck and her pulse.

"Open your mouth, ah..." Xiao Yan used all his sights, smells, questions and cuts. His rusty medical skills finally had a chance to use them.

The agent and the makeup artist looked at each other again. Who is this man? Why did you come up and touch our master?

And let me open my mouth? The master will certainly bombard directly, or simply slap him.

But the result was that Murong Xiaoxiao obediently opened his mouth, shook left and right, and finally asked, "what's the matter with my throat?"

"Little problem, I'm angry. Did you eat fried chicken and beer yesterday? Your physique is fragile. Just mend your body recently." Xiao Yan said casually.

"I thought you were really good. You were fooling me. I know I'm angry, but I'm going to sing tonight. Now my voice is not good..." Murong Xiaoxiao picked up her pillow and stopped talking.

Xiao Yan thought for a moment, reached out and touched the Heavenly Master's needle. Then he pinched his index finger and thumb together. When the fire flashed through his fingertips, he pulled the silver needle between his fingers.

Then he pinched Murong Xiaoxiao's mouth and quickly clicked on several acupoints on her Renying acupoint and her neck.

"Hey, what are you doing?" the agent didn't know Xiao Yan's identity. He thought it was the key Murong Xiaoxiao. He came forward and grabbed Xiao Laojiu's back collar.

Out of instinct, Xiao Yan turned his hand over her wrist, shrugged his shoulder, and threw the agent on the sofa.

Originally, there was a lock to catch the hand, but at a glance, it was the agent, and Xiao Yan also reflected it.

Murong Xiaoxiao laughed happily. She said, "you don't know his ability to provoke him. You're lucky you didn't fall from upstairs."

But the agent didn't have time to scream, but looked at Murong Xiaoxiao in amazement and said, "your voice, your voice is even better."

Murong Xiaoxiao was also stunned. Then she hummed one of her famous songs in a soft voice. The voice was gentle and pleasant.

After singing for a moment, there was no problem. Her face was more and more surprised. A moment later, she hugged Xiao Yan and jumped up happily.

People were looking at Xiao Yan in surprise, but this scene deeply stimulated them.

Even Liu Lang's uncle to be, Murong Xiaoxiao, was too lazy to talk to him, let alone take the initiative to hold a man.

Sometimes in the play, she has to make emotional scenes. She either doesn't let the actors touch her, or she just lets the doubles.

But that's it. A big star who seems to have a penchant for cleanliness for men is hanging on Xiao Yan now and keeps moving around.

"Aunt, reserved, reserved, come down quickly." the agent had no choice but to go up and drag her down from Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan also wiped his sweat secretly. His friend's wife can't be bullied. After this time, he will definitely hide from her.

"Let's go. Since my voice is all right, let's go shopping with me." Murong Xiaoxiao picked up his bag, put on toad glasses, armed and pulled Xiao Yan out.

The agent hurried out, grabbed Murong Xiaoxiao and said, "little ancestor, you can't go. Later, you have to be familiar with the program content. At noon, the Minister of the Municipal Publicity Department wants to invite you to dinner. You can't miss it."

"I'll remember the content of the program once I watch it. You report his name at noon. Remember, his name is Xiao Yan." Murong Xiaoxiao said, threw away his agent's hand and went away.

The agent was stunned. What is Xiao Yan? Does the director of the Municipal Propaganda Department buy his account? If you offend, it's hard to do. The fan meeting may be cancelled.

Does the name of Xiao Yan work?

crap!