Godly Dragon Guard

When they got home, the two of them didn't talk any more, and each took a shower and went to bed.

After waking up the next day, Shen Lang breathed out lightly and stretched his body.

Su Ruoxue happened to go downstairs, wearing an OL uniform, outlining her charming curves. Her eyes were a little red, it was obvious that she didn't sleep well last night.

Shen Lang also came out of the bedroom, and greeted Su Ruoxue: "It's still early, you can sleep later."

"Take care of me, don't block the way." Su Ruoxue snorted, turned sideways, and walked into the bathroom.

She was still a little uncomfortable with a big man at home.

Shen Lang didn't bother to make fun of himself, after the two of them washed up, they went to the company one after another.

Huahai First People's Hospital.

in a ward.

Zhang Wenzhi was lying on the hospital bed, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Yesterday he was infatuated by Shen Lang, and after being sent to the hospital, he was diagnosed with severe alcohol poisoning, and almost had problems with his head.

Fortunately, the doctor tried his best to rescue him, so he didn't leave any sequelae.

Although the alcohol in his body has been removed, Zhang Wenzhi is still dizzy and unable to get out of bed.

"Shen Lang, fuck me, your mother!" Zhang Wenzhi cursed, his face grim.

He originally wanted to make Shen Lang make a fool of himself in front of Su Ruoxue, but in the end he became a laughing stock instead.

Zhang Wenzhi was almost crazy, he had never been this ugly before, his hatred for Shen Lang had risen to a certain level, he wished he could stab that little boy to death!

"Boss, you are looking for me." The door of the ward was pushed open, a man in a suit stepped forward quickly, and said respectfully to Zhang Wenzhi.

"Has the identity of that kid named Shen Lang been found out?" Zhang Wenzhi asked hastily.

"I found out, that kid is the new manager of the public relations department of Lingya International Fashion Company, and he applied for the job yesterday." The man in the suit said immediately.

"The manager of the public relations department?" Zhang Wenzhi was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a violent look on his face: "Damn it, that bitch Su Ruoxue pretended to be innocent with me before, so she secretly took care of the little boy. Now hurry up and call this Shen Lang The boy caught here, I will give him a good lesson!"

"Yes, boss."

When we arrived at the downstairs of Lingya International Building, it was only seven o'clock, and Su Ruoxue was used to coming to the company so early.

"Hello, Mr. Su!" As soon as he entered the gate, the two security guards greeted him first.

Su Ruoxue nodded.

"Hello, Mr. Su!"

Along the way, a group of staff members greeted Su Ruoxue with cautious faces.

A group of well-dressed women, who are usually very high-spirited managers, saw Su Ruoxue, all of them couldn't help lowering their heads, nodding and bowing, with reserved expressions.

As the president, Su Ruoxue's aura is still amazing. In the hearts of the staff of Lingya Group, Su Ruoxue is a goddess, with a tough attitude, decisive actions, and great business acumen. She is the object of worship and respect by the staff.

Su Ruoxue got on the elevator, reached the top floor, and walked into the CEO's office as usual.

About ten minutes later, Shen Lang also took a taxi to the company. He had just started working, and Shen Lang wanted to be paid, because if he went on like this, he would almost run out of money to take a taxi.

Just as he got out of the taxi and walked towards the company building, a large van roared up and stopped on the side of the road.

A cold light flashed in Shen Lang's eyes. As a top assassin with insight, he clearly felt a wave of hostility, and he was being targeted.

Sure enough, the door of the van opened, and five muscular men in black vests stepped out immediately.

"Boy, are you Shen Lang?" A bald man in the lead pointed at Shen Lang, showing a fierce look.

"Brother Meng, this is the kid!" A muscular man next to him stepped forward and said.

Shen Lang said calmly: "I'm Shen Lang, what do you want from me?"

The bald man named Brother Meng stepped forward, grinned at Shen Lang and said, "Boy, come with us."

Shen Lang didn't realize it was funny, and said calmly: "Why do you let me go with you?"

"Boy, if you don't want to be punched, I advise you to be obedient!" Brother Meng roared angrily.

Shen Lang sneered and said, "Really? Haha, in fact, I am a reasonable person, and I don't want to use my fists unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Stop pretending, because your fist is not hard enough."

Shen Lang grinned: "Wrong, because if I move my fist, I will... be out of control."

As soon as the words fell, those tough men were stunned.

The minions on the street are basically nervous guys, they are very good at fighting and cutting people, but their culture is not good, so they are slower than others in terms of language comprehension.

What does this kid mean, his fist is harder than theirs?

After thinking it over clearly, Brother Meng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this educated person just pretends to be different.

Brother Meng quickly remembered this pretentious way deeply in his mind, thinking that he could use it in the future.

"Hehe, boy, you are very good at acting, but I will soon turn you into an idiot!" Brother Meng chuckled, and ordered to the younger brothers beside him: "Beat this boy hard first!" , grab it and take it away!"

A few muscular men surrounded him maliciously, with sinister smiles on their lips.

One of the muscular men slapped Shen Lang directly, and slapped him hard in the face.

Shen Lang had no expression on his face, and quickly grabbed the man's fist with sharp eyesight and pulled it.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the man's arm was directly torn off by Shen Lang, and his mouth let out a howling scream.

"Fuck him!" Another muscular man kicked Shen Lang hard at the waist.

Shen Lang was too lazy to hide.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound.

The buddy who kicked Shen Lang gasped, the huge pain from his leg almost made him fall down.

He felt that Shen Lang's waist was as hard as a rock!

"Damn, is this still a human?" The buddy was dumbfounded.

Shen Lang stepped forward slowly, and punched the man directly on the bridge of the nose.

With a "pop", the man's nose bleeds and he passed out.

"Trash, fuck him!" Brother Meng roared in hatred.

It's a pity that in less than half a minute, Shen Lang easily dealt with the five strong men and clapped his hands, as simple as eating and drinking.

"Fuck, how is this possible?"

Brother Meng's scalp is numb, isn't this kid too skilled?

After Shen Lang knocked down these gangsters, he approached step by step towards the leader, Brother Meng.

Although Brother Meng's IQ is not high, he also knows that it is unlikely that he wants to run, and it is too embarrassing, so he can only fight.

He couldn't believe that this kid was really that powerful.

"Die to me!"

A trace of fierceness flashed in Brother Meng's eyes, he swung his fist like a hammer, and slammed it hard at Shen Lang's head. (to be continued)