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  "Get over here!" two men shouted in unison.

  As soon as he woke up in the morning, he opened his eyes to find a big man lying beside him. Any normal guy would feel terrified. Wu Ming immediately kicked him out with one foot, while Zhuge Dachang swung out a fist. Their fists and feet collided, evenly matched, and both of them rolled off the bed, scrambling to get up again...

  "How did you end up on my bed?"

  "How did I end up in bed?"

  Two men stood by the bedside, looking at each other, both feeling a strange and inexplicable heat, shivering, and hurriedly checking themselves. Fortunately, their clothes were still on, their bodies felt no discomfort, nothing had been done to them, nor had they done anything!

  When facing the cautious examination of the opposing side, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang shouted in unison: "What I like is women."

  He took a deep breath, rubbed the back of his head and asked in confusion: "I remember I was drunk, how can I get drunk from drinking milk?"

  Yan Ruyu poured wine into the milk... Zhuge Dachang chuckled and then sighed, continuing: "That Feng Wushuang is really formidable, it's hard to get her drunk!"

  "Shit, it's 8:20."

  Two people hastily washed their faces, Wu Ming rushed into Yan Ruyu's boudoir, picked up the car key on the dresser and turned to run away, swift as the wind...

  Why didn't he kick this lady's butt today? Yan Ruyu opened her eyes in confusion, and immediately blushed bright red. What was I thinking?!

  Kid, I've heard your wish and it's granted!

  "Bang......" The door burst open again, Wu Ming rushed in anxiously and kicked towards Yan Xiaojie's buttocks with a flying foot...

  "You rascal, if you don't kick this young lady for one day, will she die?" Yan Ruyi jumped up with a blush and angrily rubbed her buttocks.

  "I had a feeling I forgot something, and indeed it was forgetting to kick his butt!" Wu Ming revealed an expression of sudden realization, and after saying that, he directly ran out the door...

  "Don't run, stop for me!" Yan Ruyu jumped off the bed with her bare feet and chased after him with a stuffed animal...

  Feng Wusong stretched and walked from the room to the balcony, where Yan Ruyu and Wu Ming were frolicking in the garden in front of the garage. Several black dogs wagged their tails around them, trying to please them. She revealed a faint smile, and in just a few short days, this little girl seemed to have already been captured by someone else. The fox was starting to regain its wild cat nature.

  Zhuge Dachang, who was reversing his car, turned around to gaze at the moon and happened to see Feng Wusuo standing on the balcony. He immediately looked shocked and, losing control, crashed into the white wooden fence in the courtyard...

  "This idiot! Feng Wusong covered her mouth and giggled, only to realize that she was wearing pajamas, the hem of which just reached her thighs. It turned out that it was herself who had walked in on him and made the idiot lose his mind. She shouted angrily: 'Sister!' "

  After she finished speaking, she stamped her foot and walked back into the room.

  Zhuge Dachang has been in a daze since he left the villa, it can be seen that this is a child who is troubled by emotions, and the key point is that he was driving...

  "Three Glories! Brother is drunk!" Zhuge Dachang's eyes were blurry.

  "It's coming out......" Wu Ming wiped away a cold sweat and said: "Be more careful while driving."

  "That faint blue will become the most beautiful color in my memory." Zhuge Dachang recalled something, revealing a silly smile.

  "It's a good thing she wasn't wearing black underwear, or it would have been a completely dark memory."

  "Ah!" Zhuge Dachang finally came to his senses, furious: "You bastard, dare to steal a glimpse of my family's Feng'er's under-skirt, are you tired of living?"

  "It seems like there's no phone number for Feng Wuxiang, if I don't help..." Wu Ming hehe smiled and didn't finish his sentence.

  "Three Kui! Brother was wrong!"

  "Great attitude......" Wu Ming praised, then revealed a hint of distress and said: "Just now I gave my wallet to Yan Xiaozhu, there were still several thousand yuan inside, it was the family property of our department, now I don't even have money for food."

  "Just remember, I've got your back, brother!" Zhuge Dachang said with a righteous expression.

  "Thanks, Brother Zhuo..." Wu Ming's eyes showed gratitude as he said, "How about we go eat lobster tonight?"

  Zhuge Dachang's forehead was sweating, and he quickly turned his head to one side, pretending not to have heard. After a long while, he turned back and urged, "Hurry up and call Ma Zi, ask him for Feng Er's phone number."

  "Just a phone call? Want me to ask about her three sizes?" Wu Ming flashed a lewd smile.

  Zhuge Dachang said proudly: "What's the point of asking about the three encirclements? Based on my observation, Feng'er's figure is extremely perfect, 42-24-32, D-cup!"

  "Your butt is smaller!"

  "Idiot!" Zhuge Dachang's eyes showed disdain, saying: "A woman's breasts are like a rotten stock, without external factors, they will only shrink. A woman's hips and buttocks are like a good stock, with great potential for appreciation."

  Wu Ming's eyes showed worship, treating Zhuge Dachang as a god, and immediately asked: "What about Yan Xiaozhu's three sizes?"

  "Do you really want me to say?"

  Wu Ming sighed and said: "I've mentally prepared myself, go ahead!"

  "Two, two A-cup!"

  You are a princess, with the title of Changping, how pitiful! Wu Ming couldn't help but wipe away a sympathetic tear for Yan Ruyi...

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  All the employees in the company nodded and bowed when they saw Wu Ming, with a flattering expression on their faces. The single female employees were even more so, smiling like fools, calling out "Wu Shao" one after another. In this day and age, if you're still not dating at twenty-something, you're either an angel or a freak.

  A beauty as formidable as a natural disaster, Wu Ming didn't have the courage to challenge her.

  After the morning meeting, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang, this pair of difficult brothers, were once again entrusted with a heavy task by the general manager, which was to sweep the toilets. This time, however, they were only allowed to sweep the men's toilets, and they could only rest after passing the inspection by Director Mark.

  The men's toilet is really a world apart from the women's, the women's toilet is fragrant and pleasant, while the men's toilet is filled with foul air. And there are even some people who urinate on the floor, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang almost vomited up their stomach acid!

  Of course, this is just the first floor, and I don't know how the other floors are. Anyway, the two of them directly got into a fight, then slipped back into their sports car, and after watching several romantic action movies, these hot-blooded old men were even breathing heavily...

  "Three Excellencies! What are your thoughts on this matter?" Zhuge Dachang felt the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he hastily said something to ease it.

  "I now want to go up to the 20th floor and grab her by the ice-cold explosive chrysanthemum!"

  "Uh... I'll support you morally!"

  "Is rape considered a crime?"

  "Deserves it! And with an additional penalty!"

  "I'll just mentally explode her chrysanthemum then."

  “…………”

  Wu Ming revealed a sly smile and his eyebrows jumped as he said: "Right, Pig Brother, what's fun to do in the South China Sea?"

  Zhuge Dachang revealed a dignified expression and said: "Now, I only have Miss Feng Wusuo in my heart. For her, I must be chaste and self-disciplined!"

  "Huh? Isn't that Suzuki Mei?" Wu Ming pointed casually.

  "What? What?" Zhuge Dachang hastily looked around.

  Wu Ming glanced at him sideways, revealing disdain: "With such integrity, you still dare to be self-righteous?"

  Zhuge Dachang coughed lightly and smiled slyly, "It's okay to have an occasional physical slip-up, as long as you don't stray mentally!"

  Wu Ming said nothing and flipped him off!

  They put down the car seats and fell asleep soundly...

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  At lunchtime, Wu Ming did not meet Leng Bingbing in the restaurant, losing the fun of teasing beauties and the visual feast that came with meals. The food was still delicious.

  The first equipment class in the afternoon, shooting training.

  There is only one shooting class per week, and bodyguards are not allowed to carry guns. However, the bad guys might have guns. Before the bandits turn into sieves, there's still a chance to snatch the gun from their hands. In that case, wouldn't they then have a gun?

  So marksmanship training is a required course for bodyguards.

  In Huaxia, the management of firearms is extremely strict. The shooting range of Anle Company usually does not have any firearms, and only when they are needed will a military vehicle transport them from a special department. Each gun and each bullet has detailed records, and the shell casings must be confirmed to be recovered.

  At the shooting range, Wu Ming unexpectedly ran into Leng Bing and immediately went up to fawn on him: "Director Leng, also here to learn how to shoot a handgun?"

  Her face was icy and expressionless, as usual treating Wu Ming as if he were air.

  The instructor who taught shooting was not a coach from Anhe Company, but a middle-aged soldier. For an hour, he talked about the origin and development of guns, as well as the usage of various firearms, before finally mentioning today's shooting gun, the 54-style pistol. Everyone else listened attentively, except for Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang, who were dozing off.

  It wasn't until the training started that Wu Ming came to his senses, but what he was being trained on was how to hold a gun, how to aim, how to disassemble the magazine, and how to release the safety catch. Another hour passed like this.

  It's finally time to start live-fire practice, put on earplugs and goggles, the first round of practice, 25-meter fixed target rapid fire, five magazines per person, forty rounds of ammunition.

  The shooting range has a total of twelve targets. Target number one is icy cold, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang are coincidentally arranged at target numbers two and three.

  Let's start!

  The first shot came from Wu Ming, who fired an unbelievable shot and miraculously knocked out a light bulb.

  The impact was too severe, everything came to a halt, and the shooting range fell silent...

  Silence is golden, but one cry can shock the world!

  Middle-aged soldier expression solemn: "Trouble shooting target, don't shoot light bulb, thank you!"

  Wu Ming grumbled: "Cough... got it."

  Soon, the gunfire sounded again, and then became more intense. The shooting range was filled with a thick smoke. Wu Ming finished firing five magazines first, followed by Zhuge Dachang.

  The gunfire continued, and the two walked out of the shooting range, exchanging a glance.

  "Your marksmanship is quite good!" Zhuge Dachang said with a faint smile.

  "It's okay!" Wu Ming's mouth slightly hooked up.

  The middle-aged soldier watched Wu Ming and the other man, thinking to himself: These two people are both old hands with guns. The others were busy shooting and changing magazines, but these two men were able to remove and load magazines with one hand, their movements quick and smooth. They held the gun in one hand, steady as a mountain, unaffected by the recoil, but he didn't know how they did on the test.

  The first round of twelve people finished shooting, and when the target came back, the middle-aged soldier almost popped out his eyeballs...

  Wu Ming shot out a square and upright "Ming" character!

  Zhuge Dashang shoots out a "Chang" character!

  As expected, he's indeed a freak! The crowd's thoughts were unanimous.

  No wonder Uncle Wang treasures them, although it's a bit playful, but such marksmanship is indeed amazing, what kind of people are they after all? Cold and icy quietly cast her gaze towards Wu Ming, falling into deep thought...

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