Chapter 122: Fright Gamble

"Bet?" Harlot frowned. ︾乐︾文︾小︾说

"Yes, bet." Lin Rui said calmly, "From the time we left you right away and come to see you again tomorrow morning, we can create five opportunities to assassinate you, but your so-called loyal guards There is no precaution. Do you believe it?"
Harlot shook his head, "I'm not in the mood to joke with you, I'm very busy."
"I'm not kidding. For the sake of your safety, why don't you give it a try? Why don't you have a chance to test your guard's ability during the war?" Lin Rui smiled.
Harlott looked at the Asian young man carefully, and there was no joking in his eyes. He frowned slightly, "Well, if you can really do this. I will allow you to take full responsibility for my security work, and I will not even interfere with your actions."
"A word is final." Zhao Jianfei smiled as he looked at him.
Harlott also smiled confidently, "However, you might as well take a look here. It's like an iron barrel defense. It's a joke to assassinate me. What are you going to do? Do you want to assassinate me with a tank? "The black bodyguard behind him also smiled contemptuously, showing his white teeth.
Zhao Jianfei smiled and said, "We can't say how we do it. It won't work if we say it. But I can guarantee that it will make you feel a real threat." He slowly stood up and said to the other team members indifferently. "Let's go. There will be a lot of work to do tonight." The members of the UFO team followed him out of the military government building.
Seeing these mercenaries leave, Harlot couldn't help shaking his head. These mercenaries were too arrogant. The bodyguards around him are all selected from a hundred, and they have been sent abroad for extremely strict safety training. Moreover, not only is the entire city under martial law, the front and rear streets of this military government building are completely blocked, and the entrance and exit have been strictly checked. Wanting to complete five assassinations of oneself under this situation is simply idiotic. He didn't believe it at all, just like he didn't believe these mercenaries who worked for money.
But now that this bet has been booked, he must also take it seriously, so he turned to the bodyguard next to him and said, "You heard it all? I want to sleep well today."
"Yes, sir, I will make all-round arrangements right away and add two more guard posts inside and outside the building to ensure that even a fly will not get in. I think you will get a good night's sleep tonight." The bodyguard nodded humbly. .
Harlot nodded in satisfaction and waved, "Okay, you can go down first."
This night, Harlott did have a good night's sleep. When he woke up the next day, he felt that the fatigue of the past few days seemed to be gone. Thinking of the confident bet the mercenaries made yesterday, Harlot felt better. His people did not let him down, and he was not harassed at all for the whole night. So he stretched out with a smile, got off the bed, walked to the bathroom, planned to go to the bathroom, and then rinsed and started his day's work.
However, just as he opened the bathroom door, something fell to the ground from behind the door. Harlott felt strange, and after picking it up and looking at it, his blood almost solidified. This is a toy grenade, hung on the door of the bathroom decently, connected with a thin thread. As soon as the door is pushed open, the toy grenade will be pulled open and the fuse will roll to the ground. It seems to be a carefully arranged trigger booby trap.
Harlot raised his head in horror, but found a line written on the bathroom mirror, "Good morning, sir." At the end of the word, he also drew a round smiling face. But at the moment this smiling face made Harlott very angry. He threw the toy grenade to the ground. Roared furiously, "Bring me somebody, where's the man?"
His bodyguards immediately rushed in from the outside, looking at Harlott's appearance, and the toy grenade in his hand, with a dull expression. Harlot pointed to the words on the bathroom mirror and roared, "This is your guarantee of safety? You let them go in and out of my bedroom freely, and put bombs in my bathroom! If this grenade is real, I'm lying on the ground now. I was bombed to death in my own bathroom. Is there anything more ironic than this? Bastard, just bastard!"
The bodyguards were silent, but they couldn't figure out how the mercenaries did this. Under their layers of defense, he touched Harlott's bedroom. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe such a thing even if they were killed. This is nothing short of magical.
Harlott put his hands on his hips, growled and exasperated. But looking at these only bodyguards, he finally felt a little softened. After all, these people are loyal guards who have followed their family for many years, so he resisted his anger and waved, "Forget it, let's go out! I It's time to get dressed."
He turned around a little irritably to put on his clothes, but his bodyguards suddenly stood in place one by one, motionless. Harlot felt their faces a little weird, and frowned, "What else?"
"Your Excellency, you...in your underwear..." The bodyguard said with an embarrassing expression.
Harlott just got up, barely shirtless. He was wondering why the bodyguard talked about his underwear. Suddenly he thought of something and rushed into the bathroom with a big change. By turning around, Harlott found that his white were on the buttocks with a red bullseye pattern drawn.
This time he really couldn’t help it anymore. He walked out with a stern face and said with a sneer,
You’ve all seen it. This is what they call five opportunities! One time was to kill me while I was asleep, The second time was to plant a bomb in the bathroom, killing me. Five assassinations, they have succeeded twice. This is the embodiment of your ability to work! I am curious what other means they can have to kill me. Can you imagine Are you there?"
Harlot paced back and forth, shouting anxiously, "You can't imagine how can you effectively prevent it? I'm so stupid to believe that you can protect me. Is that how you protect me? Like? It’s the same as protecting my brother? You incompetent people, I’m so angry."
The big bodyguard said with embarrassment, "You can rest assured, I must investigate the security loopholes carefully. As long as I find out who is negligent, I will never be merciless."
"Strict investigation? Hehe..." Harlot sneered and turned around. "I'll just wait for your rigorous investigation results. I hope that when your results come out, I will still be alive."
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