The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard
Chapter 309

Chapter 309: 309

Ye Tian shook his head, "No. They really are friends."

Mo Yan felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart.

The crowd behind started to get restless, everyone ready to burst out on command.

This place is full of cameras, most areas covered by surveillance. Gathering here to fight and cause trouble, unless it’s kids playing, would surely end with a detention sentence. The Capital city, how could it tolerate such wild behavior!

Ye Tian was fearless, as long as he didn’t go with them.

A switchblade was suddenly brandished, its ghastly white blade pressing against Ye Tian’s waist, "Not up to you, let’s go!"

Ye Tian forced a smile, thinking to himself, not going with you is for your own good.

No choice, well then, let’s go.

Watching Ye Tian acting all pitiful, Mo Yan snorted in disdain, thinking how outdated it was to pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger - and it’s not even a tiger, at best a few tiger-head cats, good for catching mice.

Sure enough, it was almost as expected. A few people stood in the dead-end alley, the same ones who tried to extort money over a public phone call yesterday. Didn’t expect they had quite the background.

"Kid, remember me?"

The petty man got cocky, this guy with the plastic gold chain was well beaten up by Ye Tian the other day, and clearly wasn’t going to let it go today.

"I remember you, brother. No fight, no acquaintance, how about we become friends?"

"Hmph," the gold chain guy snorted coldly, "Friends?"

Seeing his squinted eyes, Ye Tian anticipated trouble. As expected, the guy threw a punch, forceful and intimidating, but to Ye Tian, it was child’s play, and he sent him flying with a kick. Remember, sent him flying.

What does flying mean? In this scene, it meant a person of around two hundred pounds slid parallel to the ground for about five meters at a height of roughly one meter before coming to a stop against the back wall.

"Fuck! Fellas, we’ve hit a tough nut, brace up!"

Wow, this guy does have some guts. Ye Tian felt a slight liking for this fellow with the neck tattoo.

Seeing that a brawl was inevitable, Ye Tian gave Mo Yan a look and the latter understood, stepping out of the alley to distance himself from the crowd.

The battle, like a lion among sheep, commenced...

Three minutes later.

"Will you still fight in the future?"

"No more, no more, never again!" came the sound of tearful begging.

"And you?"

"Reporting to the government, I dare not ever again." By that response, it seemed he’d been in custody before.

"What about you? Still want to fight?"

"Fight your mom! Kill me if you can, otherwise I’ll definitely kill you!"

It was the guy with the tattoo on his neck.

Pretty tough bone. Ye Tian was somewhat surprised. Looking around, the dead-end alley was full of kneeling people, except for this guy who hadn’t knelt down.

Ye Tian squinted at the guy, who returned the gaze with the same intensity. However, due to his inexperience, the killing aura he projected was naturally inferior to Ye Tian’s. It wasn’t long before the young man couldn’t stand it anymore. Ye Tian didn’t press further, chuckled softly, and said in a laid-back tone, "If you run into any trouble later, come find me at the Sanhe Hotel. I’m Ye Tian."

After finishing his words, he left the alley with Mo Yan.

"Acting like some worldly society hero, aren’t you afraid of being arrested by the authorities?"

"Do you think I’m afraid?"

"Afraid."

Noticing the change in her complexion, Ye Tian looked up to see two patrol officers heading their way.

If you’ve done nothing wrong, you’ve got nothing to fear when someone knocks at your door. That’s just nonsense. How many wrongdoers actually fear ghosts and spirits? It’s those policemen with their wide-brimmed hats and uniforms they are truly wary of.

Ye Tian and Mo Yan walked forward nonchalantly. The more nervous you are, the easier it is for others to see through you. Besides, Ye Tian was a person with thick nerves; having killed more people than he could count, what’s the big deal about having beaten up a few? It’s not like they could handcuff him for that.

There was alarm but no disaster. One of the police officers just glanced at Ye Tian twice before turning his head and walking away. Mo Yan let out a sigh of relief—having fewer problems was always much better than having more.

"Hey, you two, wait up."

The crunching sound of footsteps on the snow ceased abruptly. Ye Tian and his companion stopped in their tracks, looking at each other, clueless about what to do next.

"Show me your ID."

Where would Ye Tian get an ID? He left in such a hurry he didn’t even change his clothes, let alone carry his ID with him to a wedding. Not to mention an ID, all he had on him was a bus IC card, which he snatched from a scamming old lady.

"Officer Uncle, do we really need to show our IDs just for taking a stroll late at night?"

"We’re authentic Beijingers, can’t you tell by the accent?"

Two playful and smiling voices, by the sound of it, they couldn’t be very old.

"Smooth talkers! Claiming to be Beijingers like you’re the Banner Gentlemen! Chuanzi, have you been stirring up trouble lately?"

"Of course not, I wouldn’t dare! Hehehe."

Now completely at ease, having heard the conversation behind them, Ye Tian realized the police had stopped two other people, not them. This was not a place to linger. Regardless of whether Mo Yan was willing or not, Ye Tian grabbed her hand and quickly walked forward, not too fast, as there were police behind them. They only started to jog after turning a corner in the alley up ahead.

Realizing they were out of danger, Ye Tian immediately let go of Mo Yan’s hand. "When are you going to arrange for me to do something? If you haven’t decided yet, then I’ll just go back to Tianhe first. When you have a plan, I’ll come back."

"No way!"

"If not, then hurry up and give me instructions. I’ll do it, whether it’s murder or arson, I promise not to argue!"

"You... don’t know what’s good for you!" Frustrated, Mo Yan stamped her foot and tried to walk past him, but was blocked by his outstretched arm. "Get out of the way!"

"I won’t! Tell me what you’re thinking, you have to make some sense. At the very least, give me a rough direction. My wife is in your hands, her life hanging by a thread, and my family and brothers in Tianhe are in the dark. Being pulled in two directions, anyone would go insane."

Seeing Ye Tian’s agitated mood, Mo Yan tried to calm down her own. At this point, if she continued to dawdle, this guy might completely lose it.

"Don’t rush, we’ll talk when we get back, this isn’t the place."

"There’s nothing inappropriate about it, it’s just a simple question, now say it."

Mo Yan was getting anxious, "What do you know! Don’t you realize the magnitude of the matters on your shoulders? Do I even need to tell you whether those things are big or small? Aren’t you aware?"

The weather hadn’t been good the past few days, and it was uncertain when the snowflakes would fall. Indeed, as they were talking, it started snowing again—light flakes, like grains of salt. At this moment, Ye Tian’s mood was even more agitated than these dense snow particles.

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