"Boss, I'm your security captain, not a thug." Brent Wilder said, "I can't compete with Mr. Rooney. First of all, it's not my duty. Second, I don't have eyes. If I hurt Mr. Rooney, it's not good

Zhuoyang shrugs at Rooney: look, people don't want to fight with you.

Now Zhuoyang will take Wilder with him wherever he goes. This is the rule set by his wife. No one dares to violate it. The reason why he took Wilder instead of Xiaotong was that Xiaotong had already left.

At the beginning of the year, Julius Wu, a Latvian bodyguard, resigned from his job as a driver and bodyguard because he did not get along with his employer Zhuoyang about his personal treatment. But obviously, this is just Xiaotong's excuse to the outside world.

In essence, Xiaotong has lost the significance of her work here in Zhuoyang. All the potential enemies have been eliminated. The rest only need some normal security work. Xiaotong has no place to use.

According to the original plan, Julius Wu would take an adventure in Africa, where he would show his talents.

Xiaotong once had a dream, in which he led a mercenary team in Africa to fight with other military forces in the dark world for the benefit of a big power in the East. The beautiful and rich African continent is witnessing a similar dark war every day.

Xiaotong also dreamed of fighting side by side with his haunted "fangs" and cooperating with his former comrade in arms, Jiushan, to complete a combat mission of great importance to a big country in the East.

Such a dream makes Xiaotong's blood boil and he can't wait to start a new job in Africa.

However, Xiaotong knows very well that once the story in the dream happens, it will not be judged, and then there will be no story.

As a result, Xiaotong went back to China with regret and entered the anti espionage Department of the National Security Bureau of the Ministry of public security with a formal letter of introduction from the old leader of the former unit.

This is also very good. At least, he is still in the discipline army he likes, and he is good at doing the work, and he can often accompany his wife and children.

So Julius Wu disappeared from the world. It is said that he went to Africa, but there is no story about him in Africa. Xiaotong started a new life and work.

Now Brent Wilder has become Zhuoyang's follower. He takes him everywhere he goes, and it's the same when he comes to Rooney's house, which is not far away.

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"Lao Zhuo, it's not suitable for us to compete. Just play with Wayne." Pulao also advised.

"I agree with Mr. prince." Wilde said, "Mr. Prince is occupation champion, your royal highness will not agree with you. Boss, you must know that. Mr. Rooney is obviously a weak chicken, playing with him. I don't think his royal highness will object. "

"Weak chicken? Am I a weak chicken? " Rooney's head is on fire.

"Shut up Zhuoyang and Puquan King yelled together.

"Brent, there's no need to let the Royal Highness know anything. Do you understand?"

"Say that to your highness, not to me."

"Brent wilder, I officially inform you that you are fired."

"No, you have no right to fire me. My employer is your royal highness, and the ruler of our family is your royal highness. You can't fire me. "

"Brent, you're itching."

Brent's eyes were red and his voice was full of indignation.

"You can beat me, but I can't beat you anyway. But if you beat me for performing my duties, I... I will report to your highness. "

Zhuo Yang

"Ha ha ha..." prince said with a laugh, "Lao Zhuo, you are a very interesting security captain. I like him."

"In that case, why don't we make a few moves?"

Prince's laughter stopped abruptly: what's the logic?

"Boss..."

"Shut up." Zhuoyang stopped Brent and said to Prince, "well. You obviously think that my kung fu is far behind you,... No, you're welcome. Just ask, if you play with Rooney, how long will it take you to beat him? "

"Ha ha, it should not be more than 30 seconds."

Rooney: "it can't be..."

"I'll take 20 seconds." "I'll let him lie down in 20 seconds," Zhuoyang said

Rooney: "and

Prince: "it's not hard just to lie down. I know you can fall a little bit. This one is better than me. I only know how to fight. "

"No, no, I don't have to fall. In fact, I can make him fall in 20 seconds without any contact."

"Oh?" Pugilist was obviously interested: "what are you going to do?"

"I'll prove it to you. If I do, will you fight with me? "

Brent took out his mobile phone: "I'll report to your highness."

"Whoosh," Zhuo Yang grabs his mobile phone as soon as he reaches for it. Then when Brent stepped forward, he put his left foot around his right neck and pulled it up, forcing Brent to open his crotch. Then he withdrew his left foot and stepped on the left leg bend behind him.

"Ouch ~", the fierce former French special forces soldier was on the ground, and was pointed by Zhuo Yang.

Prince's eyes lit up. Zhuo Yang's action is very ingenious and understated. However, the Puquan King believed that he would never be so successful by Zhuo Yang.

First of all, although the boxer will not attack with legs, but the footwall movement and stability are very important. Second, Brent obviously didn't have the consciousness to guard against Zhuo Yang, so he was attacked secretly.

After temporarily depriving Brent of his right to make a report, Zhuoyang stopped talking and didn't have to discuss with prince.

"Wayne, warm up. I'm in a hurry. Don't warm up too long. Two or three minutes is enough. It's only 20 seconds anyway. "

Rooney is really angry: "Zhuoyang, you are too crazy."

"Ha ha, you and I can play for 90 minutes on the court. In martial arts competition, 20 seconds is your limit. "

Rooney is a violent temper, which can stand such ridicule, Zhuo Yang a few words can let his head quickly blow up.

"Zhuoyang, you will regret it. I'm going to kill you in 20 seconds. "

"Ha ha, then don't talk nonsense, go to warm up quickly."

"Warm up the hammer and start straight."

"Wayne, I'm for your own good. Don't hurt yourself."

"No need."

Take off the amateur boxing gloves from the wall and put them on. Zhuo Yang also puts on his own special boxing gloves. They are ready to practice in the wide living room of Rooney's house.

Mark prince, the old champion, watched with a smile as they bickered and shook his head from time to time.

Brent Wilder seems to know something about it, but he obviously didn't forget his duty. He sneaked from Zhuoyang's back to touch Bogu's mobile phone.

"Mark, please time it." "20 seconds," Zhuoyang said

Mark: OK

As the pugilist starts, Rooney can't wait for a little jump to approach and jab the air with his left hand.