Chapter 220 Where to go

Probably because David's tone was too serious, Yang Zongyuan hardly asked anything more and walked into the yard without hesitation.

In Yang Zongyuan's memory, he has been living a good life since his childhood. Yang Zongyuan, who has been growing up in a prosperous city, has not been to those rural places, but also mostly scenic farms. Those days are actually no different from those in modern cities. The only difference is that the air is fresher, or you need to wipe some mosquitoes on your body.

Because of this, Yang Zongyuan has no impression of the old-fashioned yard in front of him, and of course he has no good impression of it. The low hut with wooden windows is overgrown with weeds and potholeds on the ground, just like a barren house where no one lives.

If he hadn't known David better, it would have been hard for Yang Zongyuan to believe that there would be people living in such a place.

Although he stood in the yard, Yang Zongyuan still couldn't trust David quickly. He looked at the desolate yard and asked calmly, "Why don't you keep such a good person by yourself?"

The serious look on David's face has disappeared. He whistled with a very flat face, like a little hooligan who saw a beautiful woman on the street.

"Because this person doesn't like to participate in politics."

Yang Zongyuan sneered, "That person's usefulness is also limited."

"No, no, Yang, you have to believe me this time." David was very patient with Yang Zongyuan and explained carefully, "This is different from the people you usually recruit."

Yang Zongyuan took a look at David, who was already side by side with him.

"What do you want to say?"

"Yang, you are very smart, just like your sister." David smiled a little flat, "Do you know? You have a common shortcoming.

Yang Zongyuan didn't expect an American to come to preach to him. He looked at David with some unhappily and asked, "Tell me, what are the shortcomings?"

"Yang, you don't trust anyone like your sister." David was indeed an open-mouthed foreigner and opened his mouth to this kind of problem. "You don't trust everyone, and the end result is that there is no one around you who can help you."

was actually taught a lesson by a foreigner in this tone. Yang Zongyuan felt that the situation was a little strange.

But at the same time, Yang Zongyuan had to admit that David was right, and he did not have a trustworthy confidant.

"Do you want me to trust the person you recommend?"

David shook his head decisively with a faint sarcasm on his face.

"Of course not, as long as it is good enough."

Yang Zongyuan suddenly found that the so-called friendship he once felt equal with David has now deteriorated.

David knows his current predicament. Yang Jialiang and Zhao Chuanzhi are both in the United States, and Zhao Xuan and Dai Ge can't show up. Even if Yang Zongyuan is the most skillful pawn among all, he has no resources to call, and there is no trustworthy person to help him.

Now, David came forward to help him solve this problem, but Yang Zongyuan was not happy at all.

No matter how he has come to this point, Yang Zong will naturally not flinch. He looked back at David, opened the door and walked in.

There is a smell of mildew in the old-fashioned brick house, which makes Yang Zongyuan, who is usually used to all kinds of fragrances, habitually frown.

This is a three-part old house. The door is a small outer house, next to it is a hut, and then turn aside is a big house.

Yang Zongyuan resisted the discomfort in his heart, pushed open the door of the big house and saw a man with a beard lying on an old-fashioned wooden ** reading.

How should I describe that man?

Yang Zongyuan's first impression was not dirty, but a dangerous atmosphere.

This is a keen feeling accumulated over time in the environment of growing up more than 20 years, which made Yang Zongyuan stand up almost in an instant and don't know how to deal with it.

The man lying reading a book in ** reacted faster than Yang Zongyuan. Just as Yang Zongyuan frowned slightly, he had got up and threw the books in his hand at Yang Zongyuan.

It's just a book, like a dagger in the hand of a bearded man, shooting straight at Yang Zongyuan.

The wind sounded, and the book had reached Yang Zongyuan's chest.

Yang Zongyuan has never seen such a scene, and he was dumbfounded on the spot. Rich people should have a bodyguard. Yang Zongyuan always feels that he doesn't need that with David around.

I didn't think that in such a shabby house, I was attacked with a book!

At this moment, the bearded man's eyes are sharp, completely unlike the person who should live in such a place.

Yang Zongyuan wanted to hide, but he felt that he could not hide, so his body was completely stiff.

It can be seen that all self-confidence and arrogance need to be considered in the face of Chiguo's violence.

Because violence is unreasonable.

There is no reason to say that the rules of the world will become much simpler.

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Just when Yang Zongyuan thought he might be killed by a book, a hand suddenly reached over and grabbed the book that almost smashed Yang Zongyuan's chest.

The suit, the hair is very heavy, and the hands are naturally David's.

The blonde young man with a hippie smile and even frivolous eyes, at this moment is like a layer of imperceptible light, which makes people dare not look directly.

At this time, Yang Zongyuan saw clearly that the book smashed by the man turned out to be Andersen Fairy Tales.

Lying in such a place and looking at fairy tales... Yang Zongyuan always felt that something was wrong.

However, this person's skills are simply impeccable. Just now, Yang Zongyuan believed that if David was not there, it would be minutes for him to be killed by this man.

Seeing David grabbing the book he threw out here, the beard jumped directly from **, and the breath on his body faded, as if he was not going to continue to do it.

David smiled at Yang Zongyuan: "Yang, what do you think?"

When Yang Zongyuan saw this person, he always thought of the third uncle. The old man who was killed by Su Xiaoqing's finger is said to be surprisingly good, but unfortunately he didn't even have a chance to show it.

"Who is he and why is he here?"

Yang Zongyuan grasped the core and asked two questions similar to the philosophy of security.

David returned the Andersen fairy tale in his hand to the beard and said easily, "Retired agent, it has nothing to do with any country now."

Yang Zongyuan was disgusted when he heard this: "I don't want to have anything to do with the country."

The bearded man looked at Yang Zongyuan and lay down again with the book.

"I don't want to."

The beard's voice sounds a little low, but it is quite pleasant. The standard of Mandarin is completely inconsistent with the image of the tramp in front of him.

David sat down by the bed with a smile on his face and asked, "Since everyone hates the official* so much, that is to say, there is something in common? Why don't we sit down and talk?"

The bearded man looked at Yang Zongyuan and said nothing.

David smiled and explained, "This person is a little difficult to get a green card now. Can you help him in this regard?"

Yang Zongyuan said strangely, "Isn't it enough to have money?"

David asked, "Do you think he looks like a rich man?"

Yang Zongyuan was even more strange: "Can you just help him?"

"He refused any form of help from any organization." David sat on the dirty sheets with a smile and didn't feel uncomfortable at all. "You're not an organization, you're an individual, so there's still talk."

Yang Zongyuan also entered the state quickly. He took a look at the beard and said in a seemingly contemptuous tone, "Now, I don't think his value is high."

The beard snorted, but his eyes stayed on Yang Zongyuan for a second or two.

David extended his thumbs to Yang Zongyuan: "Actually, think about it carefully, what else can people like us do if they don't leave enough money when they are young and want to live a good life after retirement?"

Without a bearded answer, David himself has given the answer.

"Private bodyguards, security consultants, technical consultants... Speaking of which, it's just the previous work skills."

This is the first time that David publicly admitted that he has an intelligence department*. Yang Zongyuan was shocked when he heard this, but his face was relatively calm.

The beard took a look at David and closed Andersen's fairy tale.

"You mean I don't have a choice?"

David's face was beaten: "I didn't say anything. I just think this is your best choice.

The beard didn't say anything, and didn't even ask the nonsense "How do you know this is the best choice?"

I asked David that it was the limit of the beard.

For a while, everyone was silent. Yang Zongyuan looked at the beard. In fact, he was still a little resistant to letting this man become his assistant.

Although it can't be said that he is obsessed with cleanliness, his sloppy appearance is indeed too amazing.

David was the first to break the silence. The blonde young man smiled brightly and looked up and asked Yang Zongyuan, who had been standing at the door some distance from him, "What do you think?"

Yang Zongyuan hates this kind of scene where others help him make decisions and doesn't want to answer. Unexpectedly, before he could speak, the beard had already spoken.

"Price."

"200,000 US dollars." David casually continued to help Yang Zongyuan make a decision, "A year later, I will help you return to the United States."

The bearded took a look at Yang Zongyuan, but there was no disbelief in his eyes.

"Okay, I promise."

Yang Zongyuan was even more depressed. He felt as if he had not expressed his opinion, and the whole matter had been settled.

Although he had an opinion in his heart, Yang Zongyuan did not dare to show it.

The Andersen Fairy Tales is still in the beard's hand. If I smash it again, I don't know if David will stop him.

Thinking of the beard's skills, Yang Zongyuan's psychology is finally balanced.

At least this person as a bodyguard is worth the price, but it seems that it is not easy to control.

Thinking about how to deal with this new assistant, Yang Zongyuan's face filled with a brighter smile and asked in an anti-guest tone, "So, shall we order some clothes first?"