Chapter 137 You Are Really Not Suitable For This Profession

   Zhang Luyu wanted to cry without tears, seeing Quan Yi coming out, hurriedly rushed to the big bed.

  Closed her eyes and prepared to pretend to be asleep, Lang Sheng suddenly felt the pressure of a mass of unknown objects on her body, and she opened her eyes in pain.

   "Go down." Lang Sheng gritted his teeth and said, but fortunately, she didn't turn on the light, otherwise her face would definitely not be much different from turning off the light.

   "Brother, life matters. Anyway, I am also from your harem."

   "Really? That's also from Leng Gong."

  Lang Sheng turned around and hit the person on her with his knee through the quilt.

  It's a lot easier at once.

  The sound of the bathroom glass door also rang, and the unhurried footsteps were walking towards the big bed.

   There was no movement for a while, and Lang Sheng opened the slit and took a look. He actually kicked the slippers under the bed!

  The action was strange, but the next second Quan Yi kicked another one and said, "The skin is so thick, so let's kick a few more."

   Perfectly discovered!

  At this time, Zhang Luyu couldn't help but screamed, and got out from underneath in embarrassment.

  Lang Sheng was quietly sandwiched between the two, watching the show quietly, but did not expect these two things...

  "Brother, stop pretending, help me!"

  "……"

   Quan Yi immediately turned his attention to Lang Sheng and sneered.

  Lang Sheng opened the quilt, revealing Jueji hidden on his wrist, and kicked Zhang Luyu to the ground with one leg. Then one foot stepped on his arm, and the tip of Jueji's knife was aimed at him.

   "I've seen it twice, where's the brother from?" Lang Sheng tilted his head and asked him disdainfully. "You are really not suitable for this profession."

   Zhang Luyu's face was full of unbelievable, his eyes trembled violently, and the alienation and anger on his body burst out.

  He is indeed inappropriate, not suitable for him in every aspect. He has been persuaded by Jiang Yihan more than once, and he has only completed 74 of 135 tasks.

   "Are you lie to me?" Those eyes were filled with angry questioning, and his voice was still trembling.

   "No, I am indeed a mercenary." Lang Sheng told the truth lightly, and the foot on his arm was also lighter.

  Zhang Luyu obviously doesn't believe it, this one is so bold! Speak upright in front of Quan Yi?

  "You may be confused about which side I am on, I don't know. But what I can tell you is that I am now Quan Yi's little bodyguard."

  Language has a great impact, even Quan Yi’s body shape is also a meal.

  Who would think that two careers that are impossible to get close to have been changed by them!

   Quan Yi's smile deepened, and he walked to Zhang Luyu like a noble son, and said, "I can help you find a new career that is more suitable for you. You can think about it."

  Lang Sheng moved his foot away, and took Jueji back into his clothes.

  This is not something that can be decided immediately. He is not a lover. Although Jiang Yihan did not focus on training him, it is enough to make him stronger than before.

  However, since the wish of being careful and thoughtful has come true, there is not much joy.

  This is the boat that loses its way in the vast ocean, and in the end, wastes his life in confusion.

  Zhang Luyu gritted his teeth and said that he still needs to think about it. He looked at Lang Sheng meaningfully, but was not hostile.

  To be honest, he is very simple. After all, even her friends can’t tell the truth from her friends, and only his brain power is infected.

  What this young man possesses is a frightening and mature temperament, a cold look, and he does not pretend to be his true self.

   is very tired, can only persist and maintain. Sometimes I become numb for a long time, and I am even confused about what kind of person I am.

  Choose another career is the best choice for Zhang Luyu.

  When you write about headaches, wait until your head hurts and see the situation.

  (End of this chapter)