In the strange eyes of the bass members, Toru Watanabe nodded to Rin Kiyono in embarrassment and sat in the car obediently.

The luxury car drove away from the concert hall smoothly.

Inside the car, Miki Kyujo held the central handrail with her hands, and a grinned slightly: "I dare to agree to the invitation of other women in front of me. How can I punish you?"

"The invitation just now has nothing to do with gender, right?"

"They aren't women?"

“Yes of course yes”

"Take it down."

Jingru seemed to have been waiting for this sentence. As soon as Miki Kujo finished speaking, she reached out to hold Watanabe Tetsu's shoulder and opened the right door with her other hand.

The light rain outside hit in, and the fog was pressed against Watanabe Takashi's face.

"Wait!"

At this time, the car speed was so fast that I couldn't see the street trees on both sides of the road. If it was thrown down, Tsuku Watanabe's blood could at least draw a line of more than ten meters long on the road.

He waved his hand and patted Jingliu's hand, rushed flexibly, and sat next to Jiujo Meiji, who was away from Jingliu, guarding her like an eagle catching a chick.

"In my heart, you are the only female, Meiji, and the rest are all men!"

"Is that true?" Miki Kujo smiled and turned her head, looking at Toru Watanabe who was hiding behind her.

"It is precisely because of this idea that I promised them! Otherwise, if I have a girlfriend, how could I be with other girls? I didn't treat them as women at all!"

Miki Kyujo smiled sarcastically.

"I will definitely not lie to you!" Watanabe Tsukura promised.

"Forget it." Miki Kyujo retracted her gaze and closed her eyes too much.

The car door was closed, and the rain was blocked again and then outside.

Watanabe Shiro breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly sat back to his original position in Jingruo's unwilling eyes.

Being with Miki Kujo is like being a living target for an archer, and you are always worried that you will be shot the next moment.

Especially she had a subordinate who couldn't wait to kill him.

The car had been driving for a long time and had no intention of sending Toru Watanabe home. Finally, it stopped in front of a building.

"President!" As soon as I got off the car, a large group of people stood in a row, with an exaggerated momentum than in the TV series.

However, Watanabe cannot tell whether this corporate culture is or Miki Kujo himself.

When he was attending part-time training in convenience stores, he was also asked by the person in charge: when he saw the head of the department, he must stand in place and bow straight, and the work sign must also face the head of the department to facilitate the other party to know his name.

In front of so many people, Miki Kujo yawned towards the elevator, and Shizuru followed her without looking sideways.

Watanabe Toru thought about it and followed the two of them at a distance of two steps behind Jingruo.

"President, thank you for your hard work." A man in his fifties bent over and walked out of the bowing team, talking to Miki Kujo at a distance of farther than Toru Watanabe.

"I notify all departments to hold a meeting after half an hour, and prepare the business during this period, and I want to listen to it one by one."

"yes!"

"Let the Ministry of Justice prepare and go out with me tomorrow."

"yes!"

Miki Kyujo gave a few orders and the person had already entered the exclusive elevator.

Looking at Jingliu, the man who was still in his fifties had not entered. Tsuku Watanabe was also standing outside the elevator, watching the elevator door close.

As soon as Miki Kyujo left, the atmosphere that was so solemn that even the rain stopped slowly became active.

The fifties said to Jingliu: "Miss Jingliu, thank you for your hard work to protect the eldest lady."

Jingliu nodded.

The man was used to her indifference and didn't care. He looked at Toru Watanabe: "Who is this?"

Jingliu looked over with his eyes squinting: "Body Guard."

"Body Guard?" The man was stunned for a moment and confirmed in surprise: "Miss?"

"Do I still need bodyguards?"

"No, no. But he got out of the car just now, a close-fitting male bodyguard?"

The man looked at Toru Watanabe, with a well-proportioned figure, but his reading face was full of youthfulness, giving people the feeling that any adult man could easily knock it down.

But he is too handsome. Isn't it impossible for the lady to do that kind of thing?

"Part-time, part-time." Watanabe Tsubaki greeted him politely, but did not report his name.

The man "Jian" was stunned, then nodded, "I'll do things first."

After the person left, Jingru turned around and entered another elevator, and Watanabe Tsuki quickly followed.

"Where are we going?" he asked.

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“When can I go back?”

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"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

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"All right."

Watanabe Tsubaki stared boredly at the floor display with red lights, watching the numbers slowly increase.

After the elevator stopped, the two arrived at the 25th floor.

It is almost full of fitness equipment, sandbags, treadmills, swimming pools, rings, etc., and everything is available.

The space is as big as the school playground, and there are only two people in use.

A punched a high kick at the sandbag, making a very loud bang. According to Shirata Watanabe's estimate, just one random blow could break a person's bones.

The second person was using a sitting chest pusher. Although the speed was not fast, it was very stable. When it opened and closed, the muscles of the body rose and fell like waves.

Watanabe Shiro glanced at them and followed Jing into a room.

"Why did you suddenly take off your clothes when we go?" Shiro Watanabe ran out quickly and looked back. The door sign read.

Exclusive locker room?

Then you said! Do you want to take the opportunity to frame me and make Miki Kujoo angry again?

Human hearts are terrible.

Watanabe Toru sighed and looked at the equipment casually.

He has seen a lot of equipment in the gym where he got a swimming card, but most of the things he has seen here for the first time.

Tsuku Watanabe walked to the sandbag and watched the man practice.

The man punched a few times, gasped slightly, turned his head and said to him, "New?"

"Ah, yes, Watanabe." Watanabe Tsuki did not report his full name.

“What are you good at?”

"Free fighting."

The man looked up and down at Shiro Watanabe and said, "My name is Ekawa. I am your senior, and I am good at sniping."

"Sniper?"

"Yes." Jiang Chuan Dashu untied the bandage on his hand, "I want to learn? I can teach you."

"Thank you. But how to say it, although I want to learn, I don't have time."

"That's right." Ekawa Daiki didn't know what reason he thought of for Toru Watanabe and convinced himself.

He twisted his neck and said, "Let's try it? I haven't fought with people who are good at fighting freely yet. Don't worry, I will bring defensive equipment when practicing to prevent it from affecting normal tasks."

"Normal mission? Are you protecting Miss Kyujo?" Watanabe still didn't use the title Miki.

"That's not my responsibility, it's Miss Jingliu who is responsible. I'm usually responsible for checking snipers and setting up sniper positions."

"Design a sniper position?"

"Yeah." Jiang Chuan walked towards the ring and put on armor. "As a sniper, of course, you have to find a good position to kill people."

"Murder?" Toru Watanabe stopped wearing his armor.

Jiang Chuan had already entered the ring, waved his fists and feet, looking like he was ready to start a fight.

The two fought for several rounds, and Toru Watanabe was not as physical as the other party, but because of the armor, he dared to fight head-on. In addition, his master-level skills pushed the other party to beat him.

However, they are all hit on very well-established armor, and with the intentional effort, both sides are not hurt or itchy.

If you really want to decide the outcome, without armor, Watanabe Shiro could only rely on wandering and constantly look for opportunities, and then aim at the neck, eyes, lower body and other parts to death with one blow.
To be continued...