The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 122

Chapter 122: Chapter 122

Zhang Houtu sat next to Ye Tian, which made Ye Tian seem like a frail child by comparison, "What are you feeling nostalgic about now?"

"I’m not feeling nostalgic about anything. Back in the day, didn’t our Red Army also retreat for 25,000 li? Compared to our predecessors, with food and drink aplenty here, it’s practically heaven! There’s nothing to be wistful about," Ye Tian spoke with an indifferent tone, as if he was speaking about someone else.

Zhang Houtu finally wiped off his sweat, spread out his towel to straighten it, carefully folded it, and muttered to himself, "The predecessors of the Red Army weren’t just fleeing, that was a strategic withdrawal. If it wasn’t for the great wisdom and boldness of our leaders, it would have been impossible to withdraw from such an intensive encirclement and interception. I dare say, even if you brought over those military big shots like Patton, Montgomery, or MacArthur, it wouldn’t have made a difference, given the spirit needed to fight in tough conditions..."

Ye Tian laughed and waved his hand, "Old Zhang, do you know why Old Master Gu put you by my side?"

Zhang Houtu seriously pondered, his expression extremely solemn as he rested his hand on his chin; then he turned his head to look at Ye Tian, "The old master said he wanted me to help you guys, and, he told me to make sure to protect the safety of the Gu Family’s son-in-law."

"Wrong!"

"Huh?"

"Because your party spirit is too strong, the old master feels inferior. Putting you by my side is no different from hiring a political instructor."

Zhang Houtu was at a loss for words, then hung his head and said in a low voice, "Ye Tian, actually... I am the political instructor in the military."

Damn!

There wasn’t much time in the morning. After getting home, Zhang Houtu changed his clothes and still stood at the entrance of the neighborhood, giving standard salutes one after another. He was puzzled why these folks had cars even better than those driven by military chiefs.

Ye Tian, however, was patrolling the neighborhood, looking here and there like a dog inspecting its territory. From time to time, he would bend down to pick up plastic bags from the ground and put them in the trash bin, or clean up the overgrown weeds and branches. In short, he couldn’t keep still, and he couldn’t afford to either. He couldn’t understand what those former security guards were doing, not to mention the security gaps he had spotted using a military scout’s point of view; the obvious breaches in several of the walls were right there, anyone could jump in, and the barbed wire on top was basically destroyed, judging by the neat cut marks, clearly cut with professional tools. Ye Tian shook his head, if this continued, their group of security guards wouldn’t last two more days before getting sacked.

Temporarily taking a mental note of these problem areas, Ye Tian continued to roam around his territory.

It was those eyes again.

A few of them had been here for three to four days, with no significant incidents except for an argument between Pig Hu and a scrap collector over how much a mineral water bottle should be worth. Aside from that, there wasn’t much else going on. But Ye Tian knew that there was a pair of eyes, which always spied on him from some hidden corner whenever he wandered around the neighborhood, day or night. Nothing could escape a pair of eyes that had seen battle. Ye Tian had tried to track down the owner of these eyes through the neighborhood’s surveillance cameras, but the results were disappointingly fruitless. However, today, those eyes had reappeared.

Ye Tian put a plastic bottle into a trash bag he carried with him. It was filled with garbage he had picked up, which they would bring back for Pig Hu to sell. This was also a part of the four men’s income, at least meaning they could take less money out of Mo Yan’s card.

Carrying a black trash bag, Ye Tian naturally turned around, and it was in this moment of turning that he suddenly felt the sensation of being watched disappear; those eyes vanished too.

Ye Tian furrowed his brow in thought, then shook his head. Maybe I’m just too handsome, and some little girl got shy, who knows.

When he got back to the dormitory, Liu Zhongshi was sitting at the entrance basking in the sunlight. The old man’s health had noticeably recovered, and Pig Hu’s herbal remedies were not without merit—it seems this old fellow can do more than just desecrate ancestral graves after all. However, with the absence of the big black dog’s company, Liu Zhongshi was visibly more lonely.

"Grandpa, how do you feel now?" He dumped a whole bag of collected drink bottles on the ground, but the plastic bag was to be kept—as long as it didn’t break, it would continue to be used. After washing his hands, Ye Tian dragged his still-wet hands over and sat down on a small stool next to Liu Zhongshi at the doorway.

"What’s on your mind?"

Liu Zhongshi looked up at the sun, then down at the soil beneath his feet, "One man, one dog."

One man, one dog.

Shen Jingwei, Dahei.

Ye Tian never expected Liu Zhongshi, who had always been unbending in his life, to be so downtrodden and melancholy over a child and an animal at the age of eighty—an age where one sees through the transient nature of life.

"Grandpa, don’t worry, as long as I, Ye Tian, am still breathing, I definitely won’t let anyone bully us again, starting from now." The water dripped from his hands onto the ground, wetting a large patch, mingling with the dirt and turning into mud, reflecting Ye Tian’s current mood.

"Ye, according to Pig Hu, Beiping City is your lucky place. I don’t believe in these things, but I don’t reject them either. Just focus on your own business. I’m old, and I can’t help Niuzi and your comrades anymore, but this old frame of mine still has some weight. If anyone dares to trouble you, I might not be able to beat them to death, but I can still crush them to death."

"Grandpa, can we not be so pessimistic?" Ye Tian stood up, dusted his hands off, and looked up at the blue sky with clouds, a slow smile forming on his face, "For one, we’re not bankrupt, and second, we haven’t lost our parents to death. Plus, our personal safety is now greatly ensured. Who in all of Huaxia would dare to cause trouble in Beiping City? Moreover, Jingwei, that kid, has joined a prominent family—given his skills and intelligence, it’s only a matter of time before he becomes a platoon leader or a platoon commander. And we’ve traded that kid for a giant with an immense combat power, Zhang Houtu. That deal, we’ve made a profit."

Ye Tian turned back, took down the coat hanging on the door frame, draped it over Liu Zhongshi, and patted his withered shoulders. "So you see, it shouldn’t be us frowning and worrying. Relax, the sky isn’t falling down, and the earth isn’t caving in."

"You kid, that little mouth of yours is also quite the treasure."

"That’s right. Didn’t Zhuge Liang and Zhang Yi all rely on their words? I, Ye Tian, am not far behind them."

"You and your... Hehe."

From afar, Pig Hu hid in the duty room, watching these two people. On the screen, Liu Zhongshi looked very happy, which gave Pig Hu some peace of mind. Liu Zhongshi had a heart problem that couldn’t be cured just by herbs; the knot in his heart needed to be untied, and Pig Hu couldn’t do it—only Ye Tian could.

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