Chapter 16 No one has trouble with money
Repulse Bay.
In a mansion worth tens of millions.
Cheng Long, in a suit and leather tie, closely followed his employer Lei Zhilan. From time to time, he used his peripheral vision to scan the guests attending the birthday party and accidentally spotted several plot characters.
For example, Hai Mimi 'Zhou Zuer' in "Curry Chili", Cheng Leer in "The Tricky Expert", and Tong Keren in "The Supreme", etc.
Among them, Zhou Zuer is the birthday boy tonight.
Her relatives and friends are all wealthy, either drive luxury cars or are elite graduates from prestigious universities, but her boyfriend is an ordinary policeman nicknamed Curry.
Compared with Chili Pepper, which has a more energetic personality, Curry seems to be more restrained and saves face.
I found out that Zuer's friend was very generous and secretly stuffed the gift he made by himself back into his trouser pocket, feeling embarrassed to take it out and make it look embarrassing.
However, Cheng Long could understand Curry. It was normal for a young policeman with an ordinary background and an ordinary job to rashly enter a circle that did not belong to him. It was normal for him to not adapt.
"Happy birthday, Joey."
Lei Zhilan led Cheng Long to Zhou Zuer and handed over the pearl anklet she carefully selected.
"banana, thank you for your gift, I like it very much."
Zhou Zuer took the gift with a smile, and then gave the good sisters a hug.
Cheng Long, who was following Lei Zhilan, suddenly became weird when he heard Hai Mimi calling Zhilan.
Lei Zhilan actually merged with the character Banana, a prankster expert.
That shouldn't be the case. If he hadn't appeared, Lei Zhilan would have followed Gao Tianli, who had turned into a thief, within a year at the latest, and died tragically in the fire of the police.
He wouldn't be surprised if the female police officer Meiko had an English name of banana.
But Zhilan?
Could it be that Lei Zhilan from the Hong Kong variety show would not have died in the first place?
"banana, is this your boyfriend? He looks good."
Just when Cheng Long was secretly surprised, Cheng Leer walked over with a smile.
"Don't talk nonsense, Aaron is my bodyguard, he can fight very well." Lei Zhilan teased triumphantly: "Along like you can lift it with one hand."
"I don't believe it."
Cheng Leer smiled and shook his head.
"Aaron, come on." Lei Zhilan turned back to look at Cheng Long.
"Ms. Lei, I can lift someone with one hand, but it's not appropriate now!"
Cheng Long looked at Lei Zhilan speechlessly, although he had been mentally prepared for it, knowing that his unruly and willful employer would give some inappropriate instructions.
But it would be outrageous to lift up a guest at someone else's birthday party.
"It's really inappropriate to lift people up. Why don't you let Leer and Banana sit on your shoulders and stand up slowly to show everyone your strength?" Zhou Zuer suggested with a smile.
Curry was hesitant to speak. He felt that what his girlfriend said was wrong. He was a bodyguard, not a clown for entertainment. It was a bit disrespectful to do so.
But when he looked at the circle of people gathered around to join in the fun, as well as Cheng Long who didn't care, he swallowed his words.
He didn't know that Cheng Long had no intention of sinking himself. He just couldn't refuse to interact intimately with Cheng Le'er and Lei Zhilan. If it were a man, he would have changed his attitude.
"Miss Lei and Miss Cheng must weigh two hundred kilograms together. This one doesn't look particularly tall. How can he carry it?"
"I believe Miss Lei, do you want to take a gamble?"
"Just bet, I'll bet 100,000."
"I'll also bet one hundred thousand."
"..."
As the atmosphere became more and more intense, Cheng Leer, who was in the whirlpool, glanced at Zuer angrily, and then he and Lei Zhilan sat on Cheng Long's shoulders, one on the left and the other on the right.
Cheng Long, who was squatting on the ground, didn't feel much gravity. He grabbed the two women's slippery thighs with his hands and stood up easily.
"Wow~~ It's so enjoyable! Aaron, you are the best."
Lei Zhilan held down the hem of her skirt with one hand and danced excitedly with the other. This girl is a person who likes excitement and goes crazy.
Maybe it was because the rising speed was too fast. Cheng Leer's center of gravity on the other side was unstable. She subconsciously held Cheng Long's head with her hands, feeling scared and a little excited.
"Damn it, I actually got up!"
"Not only is he up, he looks very relaxed..."
“It’s interesting!”
The faces of the men and women gathered together all had expressions of disbelief on their faces.
He can easily carry two hundred kilograms, and someone who can be attracted by Miss Lei is indeed of a certain standard.
"It's boring to carry it like this. If you have the ability to do squats, it's ten thousand yuan for ten, can you do it?" A four-eyed boy wearing glasses said jealously.
Lei Zhilan and Cheng Leer were the goddesses he dreamed of, and they were both sitting on the shoulders of a little bodyguard!
This is really unreasonable!
"Don't do it."
Cheng Long decisively refused.
However, just when he was about to put the person down, Tong Keren, whose family background was more prominent than Cheng Leer's, came forward with a glass of cocktail and said: "One with no upper limit of ten thousand, do you want to do it?"
"I don't think anyone has trouble with money."
The corners of Cheng Long's mouth raised slightly, revealing an extremely bright smile.
Then, in the spotlight of everyone, he carried two big beauties on his shoulders and performed squats happily.
One, two, three...
At first, everyone didn't pay much attention to it and just watched the fun. But when Cheng Long easily carried people and did more than 20 squats without blushing or heartbeat, the expressions on everyone's faces gradually changed. change.
From the beginning of teasing and watching monkeys, it gradually turned into seriousness, surprise, and even awe.
The same goes for Curry, the marginalized little policeman.
"...49, 50, 51..."
“60…65…”
When he reached 67 squats, Cheng Long's breathing began to become rapid. He slowly slowed down his movements, from one squat every one second to one every two seconds, and finally even one every five seconds.
However, no one in the room urged or said anything sarcastic.
Only Lei Zhilan was flushed with excitement, constantly cheering Aaron on, mumbling about doing a hundred, and even infected Cheng Leer in the end.
The two girls shouted together, which made Tong Keren, Zhou Zuer and others enjoy themselves.
Mu Qiang has no distinction between superiority and inferiority.
When a man shows extremely outstanding strength, even if he is from an ordinary background, he can impress the rich lady.
"80...83...90, 91..."
Cheng Long has become the protagonist of the banquet, and everyone is paying attention to him, fearing that if he does what he does, people will disappear.
"Come on Aaron, after completing one hundred squats, I will reward you with a kiss, haha... it's so enjoyable, so enjoyable..." the crazy girl Lei Zhilan shouted with blurred eyes.
Cheng Leer shouted: "Brother Long, come on."
At this time, Cheng Long was exhausted and covered in sweat, but when he reached sixty or so, he began to breathe rapidly, but became calmer.
Because when his body was about to lose its support, the Killing Art actually started to work on its own, generating waves of warmth to nourish his body.
The moment the Killing Technique was running, Cheng Long was like an engine that was about to burn out of oil and suddenly replenished it. New strength was continuously generated in his body, and all aspects of his body such as endurance, endurance, and energy were improving.
So after doing a hundred squats.
He didn't stop.
Like a perpetual motion machine, he continued to do more than eighty times at a constant speed of two seconds. Until he noticed that Tong Keren, Zhou Zuer, Curry and others were looking at him like a monster, he just put on a He looked exhausted and suddenly fell down while squatting...
(End of chapter)