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  Every day, doing nothing, eating and drinking enough, with beautiful women serving them, singing and dancing till dawn. This is the life that many men dream of, and Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang have been living like this for three days.

  Yang Ganglie would entrust them to have fun every day, and then he would go out by himself, not returning for the whole day. He would spend a lot of money to hire bodyguards to escort him back, and then treat them like masters, providing for them generously. Is this kind of free-spending fool common?

  What is Yang Ganglie really thinking? Is it true that he's just using this as an excuse to get what he wants? The unreliable reason gradually becomes reliable, rich people all have some strange hobbies, maybe he just likes the feeling of being under a green cloud canopy!

  Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang felt somewhat uneasy in their hearts for taking other people's money but not helping to eliminate the disaster, and many thoughts arose.

  Spending money to hire someone but abandoning them, binding two professional S-class bodyguards in a high pavilion, yet trying every means to please them, what a strange employer, is it possessed by a ghost?

  It is said that there is no harm in offering kindness, but Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang's attitude towards this employer has changed again. They both think that this employer has ulterior motives and a bad conscience.

  For three consecutive days, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang were exhausted like dogs every day. The two female special agents sent by Yang Ganglie were extremely cruel, seeking pleasure every night, and even the strongest man couldn't withstand their attacks. However, seeing dog feces in front of them, the two men somehow couldn't avoid it.

  Beauty's trap, hero's grave. A beauty is like a cup of fragrant and sweet poisonous wine, extremely enticing, making one drunk before even drinking, unable to stop, but when suddenly awakening, it's already too late, the grass on the tomb has already grown out.

  Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang had reason to suspect that Yang Ganglie was using an extremely vicious beauty trap on them, but it was not yet clear what he was up to. However, his intentions were definitely very sinister. Unfortunately, beautiful women were their weakness, and the two S-level bodyguards had no resistance to beauties.

  As long as the beauty crooks her little finger, they will rush up like moths to a flame, and in the end, it is always them who surrender, the beauty, a knife that kills without shedding blood!

  A beautiful appearance is like a maggot in the heel bone, it eats away at the bone. Once a man gets involved with it, he can't extricate himself and will eventually sink deeply into the mire, not knowing how to die.

  No matter what Yang Ganglie's purpose is, as long as he can hold on for another week, he can escape this gentle trap. Why not escape ahead of time? It's too shameful to surrender without a fight. Besides, being tired for ten or eight days won't kill him, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang have already been poisoned!

  Embracing the employer's woman, leading the employer's dog, and bringing the employer's servant, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang had a somewhat reversed master-slave relationship. The group arrived at the golf course near the manor in high spirits.

  Marlan Flower, acting as a ball boy, helped Wu Ming arrange the balls and then handed him a club. Wu Ming swung his arm to take the club and said with pride: "Let me show you guys an eagle shot!"

  Eagle shot? Hole-in-one? Under the gaze of everyone's expectation, Wu Ming grasped his club tightly and swung it with great force. Then, he covered his forehead with one hand and looked up, exclaiming: "It seems I used too much strength, the ball flew really high! It disappeared in an instant."

  "Three Excellencies!"

  "What's wrong?"

  Zhuge Dachang aimed at the lawn with a standard 45-degree angle, Wu Ming followed his line of sight and found that the little white ball was still quietly staying in its original place. The certain birdie didn't even hit the ball!

  Wu Ming's mouth twitched twice, and his face turned red as he said, "Brother is just showing you the correct swing action."

  What's the charm of golf? Why do so many rich people like to play it? Wu Mingwan couldn't figure it out, after hitting a dozen or so strokes and digging up a dozen or so pieces of turf, he lost patience and interest in this sport.

  Wu Ming threw the cue stick to Malan Flower and said with a huff: "I'm not playing anymore, this is so damn boring!"

  Marlan Flower covered her mouth and giggled, suggesting: "How about we go bowling?"

  "Not playing!"

  "Want to play pool?"

  "Not fun!"

  "Shall we go play paintball together?"

  "Not interesting..." Wu Ming replied casually, then suddenly looked delighted and hastily added: "What are we waiting for? Is there a small forest around here?"

  "Come with me!" Marlanhua pulled another girl's hand and walked ahead, Wu Ming followed closely behind Zuge Dachang, and several middle-aged mothers were still following behind them.

  Wu Ming turned his head and glanced at him, squeezed Zhuge Dachang's shoulder, and asked in a low voice: "Pig brother! Taking so many people to fight a guerrilla war, won't it be too showy?"

  "Uh!" Zhuge Dachang also turned his head and said awkwardly, "It's not a big deal if there are many people, but I'm afraid some of the older women want to join in the fight!"

  Wu Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in horror, "I've heard that women are like wolves at thirty, tigers at forty, and can suck the earth dry at fifty. Do we have to take this risk?"

  "Besides, they didn't even let them go up, what a tense ball game!" Zhuge Dachang spat out, saying that he showed a thoughtful expression and continued: "The problem now is how many people to take to fight in the wilderness. Do they want a few big aunties to help shoot a small movie?"

  "Unbelievable?" Wu Ming was startled, then sighed and said: "Nowadays girls want to be famous and are going crazy, it's really a moral collapse!"

  Zhuge Dachang revealed a sly smile and said, "Maybe it really will be popular."

  "Nonsense..." Wu Ming chuckled and said: "If we participate, it's hard not to be popular!"

  Soon, under the leadership of the two girls, everyone arrived at a large amusement park near the scenic area. Wu Ming showed a surprised expression, didn't you say you wanted to play field battles? What are we doing here?

  After some thought, Wu Ming nodded to himself, his mouth curled up slightly, and although there was no sword in his hand, he had a sword in his heart. As long as one has a sword in their heart, everything can be used as a sword, the principle is the same. As long as one thinks about wild battles, even if it's not a wild battlefield, they can still have a wild battle!

  After entering the game city, buying game coins, Wu Ming's eyes almost shed tears when he finally knew the truth. The "field battle" mentioned by Marlan Flower was not what he thought it was, and it could be said that they were a thousand miles apart.

  A sixty-inch LCD screen, a flashing screen with two soldiers holding cigarettes, they also hold guns in their hands, the screen flickers with the golden words "Field Battle" from time to time, this is a shooting game.

  Damn it!

  The orchid flower revealed a sly smile like a little fox and sweetly said: "Come quickly to accompany us in a battle!"

  "Hit your sister!" Wu Ming coldly snorted: "I'd rather go back and play video games!"

  "Don't waste ammo!" Malan Hua stuck out her tongue and licked her red lips, coquettishly saying: "Save it for tonight, okay?"

  Wu Ming shuddered, thinking that tonight he would explode this little demon's chrysanthemum and let her know what pain is, dare she continue to seduce men randomly. The more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed, a perfect solution once and for all.

  ………………………………………………………

  Night fell, dark clouds covered all the stars in the sky, it was a good night for murder, arson, flower appreciation and chrysanthemum explosion, unfortunately, there were unpredictable winds and clouds in the sky, Wu Ming's vicious chrysanthemum plan ultimately still failed.

  Train soldiers for a thousand days, use soldiers at one time. After Yang Ganglie had Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang detained for three days, after finishing dinner, he called them into the study.

  "Wu Ming spoke first: 'What brings you here looking for us?'"

  "I know a Ukrainian big shot named Cézanne Pique, he's an interesting guy......" Yang Ganglie didn't respond to Wu Ming's words, and instead said some unrelated things, "He even gave himself a Chinese name, He Su..."

  Wu Ming couldn't help but interrupt: "He Suo? Just listening to it, I know it's not vegetarian!"

  "He's really into martial arts and has even hired a few boxing coaches...” Yang Ganglie tapped his fingers on the office desk, smiling: “He currently has a business worth 200 million in his hands, but I want to talk to him about this other business.”

  Zhuge Dachang looked puzzled and said, "What does this have to do with us?"

  "Yes! And it's a big deal......" Yang said solemnly: "This is also the reason why I asked you to come back, he wants to hold a fighting competition, and only if I get first place will I have the qualification to discuss this business with him."

  Wu Ming couldn't help but furrow his brow and said, "Are you asking us to engage in underground boxing?"

  "No! Not underground boxing..." Yang Ganglie waved his hand and smiled: "Although it's not a formal match, it's absolutely not underground boxing. The competition is held at the Guangdong-Hong Kong Wharf Sports Stadium, and several large enterprises are co-sponsoring us. You can rest assured that the competition is very standard."

  Wu Ming nodded and smiled: "You invited us back just to help with a boxing match?"

  "It can be said!" Yang Ganglie revealed a smile that was worth savoring, saying: "As long as you can help me get first place, I will heavily reward you."

  "Then when shall we set off?" asked Zhuge Dachang.

  "Now!" Yang Gang Lie said in a low voice, and he stood up from the leather chair, continuing: "Mr. Cezanne Picard has just arrived in Guangzhou tonight, I have already booked a hotel in Guangzhou, we will set off now, tomorrow morning I will go to visit him."

  After finishing their conversation, the three of them walked out of the study room together. The tattooed man waiting outside nodded and bowed, saying in Cantonese: "Sir, the car is ready, we can set off at any time."

  "Really eye-catching!" Yang Ganglie praised in Cantonese, then said in Mandarin: "The car is ready, we can go now."

  As they came out of the villa, Wu Ming saw that a stretched Rolls-Royce was already parked in the yard, and aside from that, there were over a dozen heavy motorcycles for escorting. As Yang Ganglie walked out, a group of young men with an air of villainy hastily got off the cars, ran to Yang Ganglie's side, and shouted in unison: "Boss!"

  Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang's faces were a bit unsightly, Yang Ganglie coughed lightly twice and said: "They are all workers in my factory!"

  Is your factory a gathering place for hoodlums? Wu Ming didn't ask anything in the end, he just let out a faint sigh. Those who are close to vermilion become red, those who are close to ink become black. Only a gang leader would have these kinds of hoodlum underlings, right?

  This case has stepped into a muddy water, people are drifting in the rivers and lakes, how can they avoid being stabbed?

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