"Come in."

The office was very quiet, and He Zimu's voice came.

Zhao Yulin suppressed his heavier mood than going to the grave, pushed the door open, and found that other teachers were not there, only his beautiful, intellectual and charming class teacher.

"Huh? Our lovely sister Mu is not surrounded by many people, this is very strange."

Zhao Yulin was very spineless, and he flattered her first.

Growing up with old man Feng, in addition to his fighting skills, his ability to flatter should not be underestimated. No matter how reluctant he was, he could put a handful of honey in his mouth when necessary.

It was obvious that He Zimu was someone he could not afford to offend easily. Who knew how long he would have to study at Yanjing Medical College. Zhao Yulin would naturally avoid any trouble that should be avoided. It would be best if he could make He Zimu happy without bloodshed.

"Come on, stop playing tricks on your sister. These sweet words can only coax a teenage girl." He Zimu glared at him, but she said that. Is there any woman in the world who can stand flattery? Her expression had already betrayed her heart. She was still very happy with that little flattery.

Flattery never wears out, and the Chinese ancestors left behind an unbreakable truth in thousands of years of civilization.

Zhao Yulin was delighted when he saw this. He saw that there was a chance, so he calmly walked to He Zimu's desk and sat down, sighing, "I'm just unlucky. I could have transferred to any other school, but I had to transfer to the school where Sister Mu teaches. Otherwise, I would definitely chase you all day long. After all, we are about the same age."

I thought He Zimu would be a little surprised when she heard this, half happy and half reserved, but unexpectedly, she suddenly stood up, lay on the desk, put her well-developed strategic heights six or seven centimeters in front of him, and said with a seductive look, "Even if we are in the same school, as long as the confidentiality is done well, Sister doesn't mind."

"Fuck! What's going on?"

Zhao Yulin was startled a little. He thought that his observation of He Zimu was pretty close to her nature. No matter how you look at it, this kind of behavior was not something she could do.

There must be something fishy when things go wrong!

The first thing that came to Zhao Yulin's mind was that this girl was probably trying to trick him, so he swallowed his saliva, resisted the huge temptation, and took out the posture of Liu Xiahui who remained calm and said seriously: "I'm still more traditional."

He Zimu swung her ivory-like hands: "Don't be nervous, I'm just testing the character of your bodyguard for Le Ling."

Zhao Yulin nodded: "Is my character okay?"

"I didn't test it." He Zimu said frankly, and didn't notice the meaningful arc at the corner of the mouth of the person opposite him when he heard this.

On the first day Zhao Yulin met Sun Leling, he made a list, not written on paper, but firmly memorized in his mind.

Out of professional habit, Zhao Yulin would observe the people he met carefully every time he started a mission, to judge whether a person was worthy of attention, and the reason for attention was that such a person might have an impact on the mission, either good or bad.

Regarding Sun Leling's list, there are only a few names on it -

Uncle Yong is the first one. He is Sun Chongyue's confidant and can easily get close to Sun Leling. If he turns against him, he will be a greater threat than any assassin. Originally, Aunt Leng was the third one, but her identity was revealed later, so her name was naturally crossed out from the list. Zhou Haige is the third one. He is a person who has the ability to disrupt the situation, and he may have a motive for some special needs.

As for insignificant characters such as Wen Shaohua, Zhao Yulin, who never allows accidents to happen, simply ignores them.

And He Zimu is the fourth one. This woman is too smart, and she is comparable to Chen Meiyi, but her position is a bit subtle compared to the relationship between Chen Meiyi and Sun Leling.

Of course, Chen Meiyi is also ranked second on the list. Beautiful women with intelligence like these two, even if they are not threatening, can often bring many self-evident benefits to Zhao Yulin. There are three reasons: women are beautiful, and finally they are smart.

The world has given women too many conveniences. Zhao Yulin has experienced this deeply, whether on the battlefield or in the city, so he has also developed a very skilled skill in taking advantage of the situation.

"Okay, no more jokes."

He Zimu sat back in the leather chair with a dignified look, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked: "Zhou Haige called you over and told you what?"

"You know?" Zhao Yulin asked back.

He Zimu naturally understood what he was asking, and replied: "The He family has some business dealings with the Zhou family. Last year, my mother was ill, and I helped my father for a while. I met the person who came to see you today, one of Zhou Haige's personal bodyguards. I heard that he was an orthodox Shaolin disciple, and he had practiced the golden bell."

At this time, she opened the drawer and took out a photo and a simple form. The person in the photo was the dull man who came to pick him up, and the form contained some relevant information.

"People in the circle jokingly call Zhou Haige's bodyguards a drop in the bucket. There are ten of them in total, and each of them has some real kung fu skills." He Zimu seemed to be accustomed to this kind of strange people and things in the eyes of ordinary people. He said calmly: "This man is called Yu Feng. His ability to injure people is average, but he can withstand it. In the first two years when Zhou Haige secretly got involved in the underworld, he was the most popular. All kinds of rumors spread very strongly. I don't know whether they are true or not, but he blocked seventeen bullets for Zhou Haige and survived."

"So fierce?" Zhao Yulin replied indifferently while reading the information.

He Zimu couldn't help but feel surprised in his heart, but he still had a faint smile on his face: "You don't look like you think he is very powerful?"

Zhao Yulin put the information back and shrugged noncommittally: "Anyway, I can't withstand seventeen bullets."

"But you can dodge it, right?" He Zimu's eyes suddenly became inexplicably deep, and he smiled: "Your heroic feat at the school gate yesterday was spread by the students as if you were a god. Several rifles were pointed at you, but you were only hit by one bullet."

"You might as well think I can't die. Then according to your mood, how many bullets should I be hit?"

Zhao Yulin smiled triumphantly, but still avoided the main point and did not give a direct answer. Although the two of them were smiling at each other and seemed to be talking happily, he could only be more wary of He Zimu in such a pleasant atmosphere.

In fact, not only could he dodge bullets with the help of "Pian Ruo Jing Hong", but when he had no choice, he even had a trick called "Fudong Ming Wang" that could strengthen his flesh and blood to an incredible degree, enough to withstand the power of two mortar shells without any damage.

However, that trick had a fatal drawback. From the time he learned that trick to the several life-and-death battles on the battlefield, he had never used it.

Revealing this secret to anyone would be like digging a hole for himself, let alone a person as unknown as He Zimu.

Zhao Yulin would rather judge others by his own standards than to bury himself one day.

He Zimu pursued the matter properly and stopped talking about this topic. Instead, he said, "I guess you didn't agree to what Zhou Haige talked to you about? Otherwise, you wouldn't have taken the bus back by yourself." "I

didn't agree. I didn't even listen to him." Zhao Yulin said casually. There was no need to hide these things.

"Well, that person is too ambitious. You must be very careful to cooperate with him. Of course, it's best not to cooperate." He Zimu nodded slightly. It was unclear whether he agreed with Zhao Yulin's approach or had other thoughts in mind.

"I heard that you saved a girl at the school gate yesterday. Le Ling doesn't participate in the family's business and social activities, so she doesn't recognize her, but from Le Ling's description, that girl should be Zhou Caifeng from the Zhou family?" She asked again.

"Yes." Zhao Yulin nodded again.

"Then was it true that you kissed her?"

"Yes."

"What is your relationship?"

"A couple, right?" Zhao Yulin thought for a moment and answered. He gave his first kiss to Zhou Caifeng. According to his understanding, Zhou Caifeng is his woman from now on, no problem.

"..."

He Zimu's questions and answers suddenly stopped, and he calmed down. After thinking for a few seconds, he frowned and said, "I'll give you a piece of advice. If possible, it's better to keep a distance from Zhou Caifeng in the future." Zhao Yulin narrowed his

eyes, looked at the pretty face that never looked like a gossip, and asked, "Is this a teacher's advice to students about premature love?"

"It has nothing to do with the teacher's identity."

He Zimu's expression was more serious than ever before, and he said, "I understand Le Ling. In name, you are mercenaries and your employer's concern, but you must be able to feel how much she cares about you, so I am just standing on the position of her friend and saying these words to you. Zhou Caifeng is a flower that is not so easy to pluck."

Zhao Yulin temporarily regarded this reminder as a kind reminder, and said in a deep voice, "I don't think there is anything wrong with her. She has a gentle personality and is not as frivolous as a young lady. She is also very good-looking, with both good character and appearance. Jia, why can't you pick them?"

He Zimu pondered, probably organizing his words. After a while, he let out a long breath, changed his sitting position, crossed his fingers on the table, supported his chin, and said: "Being in the same circle, we have more or less some intersections. I have a general understanding of Zhou Caifeng. Her character and appearance are impeccable. She is a first-class graceful lady. If it were a few months ago, those who wanted to pursue her in Yanjing City would probably have to line up all the way to Shanhaiguan. But now, do you see a few flower-guarding messengers around her?"

"What does that have to do with me?" Zhao Yulin said with a smile.

He Zimu sighed, "Zhou Caifeng's father, Zhou Haiming, is the head of the Zhou Group. Half a year ago, both he and his wife died in a plane crash. Most of the shares fell into the names of Zhou Caifeng and her brother. Now she is undoubtedly a hot commodity, and everyone wants to take a bite."

"Isn't that great? Marrying her is like reaching the sky in one step." Zhao Yulin said nonchalantly, with a slightly playful expression.

He Zimu shook her head: "Zhou Haige is a man who is always seeking punishment. He has not yet cleared himself of any connection with the death of Zhou Haiming and his wife. The Zhou Group is in a period of chaos and disarray. His desire to change the dynasty is obvious, and he will kill anyone who stands in his way."

She looked at Zhao Yulin with a sincere look in her eyes: "Zhou Caifeng is a popular commodity, but she is also a hot potato. The current Zhou family... is in deep water. If you wade into this muddy water, you must be prepared to lose a layer of skin in advance."