Urban God-level Bodyguard

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Alcohol is a matter of distinction. Some people drink it and feel uncomfortable, while others drink it like a fairy.

Zhang Xingyun didn't have time to manage Suvalai's madness, but instead looked at Duanmu, whose emotions were still stable, "Is your injury better?"

Duanmu shook, and then said in a light tone: "It's okay, I know my body, I can't use self-cultivation, but I will participate in the activities as usual."

"So many people, you are the only one? You and Suvalai stay here, take care of the injury, don't go out and walk around, this injury is better than anything." Zhang Xingyun patted his shoulder.

Duanmu pulled his face away at once, "What do you mean, don't take me, are you afraid that I will drag your hind legs?"

Zhang Xingyun chuckled, "Fart, I can't always expose all my strength!"

Duanmu was not speaking, he also learned Suvalle's appearance, holding a white wine bottle and blowing there, needless to say, this is followed by his own breath, if not because of injury, Duanmu bears the brunt of the first to play, but now because The old illness last time can only stay here.

Zhang Xingyun also knew his discomfort, but he could not take the risk because of his physical injury. He cares more about his brother's body than his great cause. Although there is regret, there is always a chance to make up for it.

From another perspective, although these two men are injured, they can also play better than others, and cannot go to the main battlefield. There should be no problem doing something else. Zhang Xingyun thought for a while and then said: "So Chu Ying and I went to a meeting, and Duanmu and Suvalai drove my throne, responsible for protecting Moomin. This task is very important! "

His throne came from Mr. Wen's bear. The degree of sturdiness can be imagined. Moomin is responsible for this signal problem. The problem is not big.

But Momin was so smart. He knew that Zhang Xingyun considered Suvalai and Duanmu's emotions, so he also came up with his own culture. "Mr. Zhang is right. The battlefield is not like ours before. It's a messy mess, and now the main thing is this information problem. Sometimes the signal is gone, it can make the other party panic. You think, all the exercises were good, but suddenly the short contact with the outside world, those people What will happen? So you will really trouble you to protect me, otherwise, the signal will not be cut, but it will affect the whole situation. "

Sure enough, Moomin's words brought Duanmu into a sudden spirit, and even the sloppy Suvalai who just drank from the sofa, they leaned together, a look of a brother and a brother, especially Duanmu, pointing His injured foot, "I'm injured, how can I drive? Even if we let us protect Moomin, it's a little difficult."

"Your boy has forgotten the existence of Lao Tzu!" Suvalai shouted at Duanmu with a sigh of alcohol, "Is my foot good? Are you panic?"

Zhang Xingyun chuckled, "Isn't it easy? One is responsible for the steering wheel, and the other is for brake control. It should be a seamless combination!"

Suvalai was the most angry, seeing Zhang Xingyun making a joke between them, and grinning back, "Relax, we will not be so wasteful, even if we are injured, we can successfully complete the task! "

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