v3 Chapter 302： gift

The cheongsam woman got up and sent Zhang Heng out of the screening room, all the way to the corridor.

The door to VIP6, which just happened to be at the end, was also opened at this time, but it wasn't the old man Geng who walked out first, but a middle-aged man in his forties. His body was not particularly tall, only about one meter seven It is half shorter than Zhang Heng, but it is by no means the kind of person who you would ignore him because of his size.

Whether it is the long scar on his face, or the **** missing from his right hand, they all tell stories about him, and unlike others, mechanical prostheses are extremely developed today. He still retains his physical defects.

If it is an ordinary person, it may be because he has no money to replace his prosthetic limb, but Zhang Heng has already guessed the identity of the other party. As the uncrowned king of space, he will obviously not have any financial troubles.

And just as Zhang Heng looked at the short man on the opposite side, the latter was also looking at him.

When he saw the cheongsam woman and Zhang Heng coming out of the screening room together, he seemed slightly surprised, but soon thought of something, took the initiative to reach out and laughed, "Ah, you are the bodyguard, I am Everyone here calls me Mr. G. "

Zhang Heng shook hands with Mr. G.

At this time, the old man Geng also came out from behind. He no longer had the nervousness he had before, muttered in his mouth, "I am a big loss this time. I knew you and your people were so polite and polite. I won't spend a lot of money on bodyguards. "

Mr. G said nothing, "Danger will never come when you are ready, and the significance of bodyguards is not just to help when dangers occur. Their existence can eliminate a lot of dangers. The bodyguard you asked for is a very capable person, and I dare to guarantee that no matter how much you spend on hiring him, you will not lose money. "

"He?" Old Geng said badly. "It may be okay to deal with the two stupid students on the third floor, but if you are not in time, we might be robbed by those in front of the station."

"Oh, speaking, I don't seem to have introduced you yet." Mr. G stretched out a hand, and the cheongsam woman put his own intact hand into his hand.

"The person who picked you up here is called F. It's my fiancee, but she doesn't like to introduce herself, so I'll take care of this part. Mr. G and Miss F. I guess our two freaks are pretty good. Yes, "Mr. G teased.

"Are you engaged? Congratulations, you two are a perfect match." Elder Geng said this, but he didn't take it for granted. Although Mr. G was a little bit taller, he did not chase women by his height. Man, as the actual ruler on the first floor, can't be without a woman around him, and there is no beautiful woman in his position. Although this Miss F is outstanding in temperament, she looks worse.

Since ancient times, heroes have been matched with beauties. Mr. G is no problem with heroes, but Miss F is a little owed.

However, watching the two parties seem to be quite satisfied with his other half, naturally, the old man Geng will not eat salty carrots and worry about the blindness of his staff. He looked at Zhang Hengdao, "Let ’s go, do n’t you Still in a hurry to go home? "

"Then I let F take you to the station," Mr. G said.

"No need. Although I'm old, I'm not old enough to remember the road. We just go back by ourselves, and it will not bother you and your wife."

The old man Geng said as he walked towards the security gate, but when Zhang Heng was about to keep up, he heard the cheongsam woman say, "Wait, I have a gift for you."

The old Geng stopped in front of him and looked flattered, "You don't have to be so polite, I'm just a middleman in charge of matchmaking."

"I'm not talking about you." Miss F looked at Zhang Heng and repeated, "I have a gift for you."

Zhang Heng looked to Mr. G, who shrugged, "You better take her gift, because no one here can refuse her, including me."

But then Zhang Heng nodded not because of Mr. G's half-threatening and half-joking remarks, but the faint kind of kindness he felt from Miss F in the screening room.

Miss F turned and walked to another room, and after a while she came out of the room and put the thing in her hand into Zhang Heng's hand, "Here you are."

Mr. G raised his eyebrows. "Oh, the golden hamster, isn't this little thing cute? Is it a good pet, it doesn't take up much space, just feed it."

The old man Geng is a little aggressive, I do n’t know what the gift of Miss F means. The opposite is also a layer of earth emperor. What rare weapons and mechanical prostheses are estimated to have a lot of collections. Even if these things are unwilling to be sent, just send some credit. What else is more in line with their identity, but then a hamster was taken out? But Zhang Heng doesn't look like a person who likes raising small animals.

Zhang Heng was also a bit surprised, but still took the squirrel cage from Miss F and said, "Thank you."

Then, Miss F stopped talking and stood quietly next to Mr G. Zhang Heng also caught the old hamster and caught up with the old man Geng in front of them. The bodyguard took off the shielded bracelet that he was wearing, gave it to the opposite side, and then went down the stairs along the iron ladder.

After coming to the theater, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief. His mood seemed good. He didn't even bother about paying "Haibai" to Zhang Heng ten shellac records, and even proposed to find one nearby. I had a drink at the place, but then I dismissed the idea and decided to return to the third floor early.

Zhang Heng certainly has no objection to this, so the two walked along the road to the station of the central shuttle ~ www.novelhall.com ~ At this time, the peak period of work has passed, and there are few people on the road A lot.

The two crossed a quiet street, while the old man Geng complained that the moon on the first floor was too perfunctory, but at this time he saw Zhang Heng stopped suddenly and reached out to stop the old man.

"How?" Old Geng still looked a little dazed.

Zhang Heng has spoken again, asking, "What are the consequences of killing people on the first floor?"

"Consequences? What do you mean, who are you planning to kill?" As a result, he saw the two skateboarding teenagers not far away, and suddenly stopped the skateboard near his feet, then put his hand in his pocket and pulled it out. He took a pistol and walked towards them.

"They came at me?" The old man Geng's hair was swollen when he saw it.

"Otherwise, is it possible to come to me?" Zhang Hengdan said indifferently.

(End of this chapter)