The security guard wanted to get close to Jiang Xiaotian and protect him.

Unexpectedly, the bad guy waved casually: "If you are ugly, don't get close to me."

"Bang!!!"

The security guard was hit hard and flew out and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The pedestrians seemed to see Jiang Xiaotian and the others at this time, and they screamed and avoided them.

At the same time, the black sewage also appeared in front of everyone, causing pedestrians to be even more panicked, and the vehicles on the road not far away were in chaos.

"What are you doing!!"

On the roadside, Jiang Xiaotian's face changed: "Don't think that if you recite "Love Talks" well, you can hit people at will!"

Although this security guard is snobbish, he is at least protecting him. What does this bad guy mean?

"What a beautiful soul..."

Unexpectedly, this Huo Guoren was looking at Jiang Xiaotian's eyes with a fascination, ignoring Jiang Xiaotian's complaints, which also led to Jiang Xiaotian's income not joking about energy.

The eyes are the windows of the soul.

While staring at Jiang Xiaotian's eyes, the crooked man raised his slender and white fingers and gently stroked Jiang Xiaotian's cheek.

Gentle and soothing, as natural as white clouds ease past the blue sky.

Jiang Xiaotian's scalp suddenly became numb and he felt a lot of goose bumps.

"I'm a man!!!"

Jiang Xiaotian screamed, trying to finally determine whether this erectile purse is glass.

"Um?"

It seemed as if his screams woke up Huo Guoren, who withdrew his fingers.

The handsome and beautiful smirk chuckled.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Jiang Xiaotian felt that the air around him was active because of Wei Guoren’s smile, and the light shining from the sun was slightly dazzling.

"City of Light, Anluo."

It seems to be a self-introduction.

The Huo Guoren, named An Luo, looked at He Chen, squinted his eyes, then stretched out the sky blue brush held in his right hand, and gently tapped Jiang Xiaotian's forehead.

"Class 2, Grade 2, Jiang Xiaotian."

Jiang Xiaotian answered while trying to avoid the brush, but he didn't.

"Haha, you... are mine."

A little light lit up at Anluo's brush tip, and there was a white mark on Jiang Xiaotian's forehead.

An Luo chuckled, his feet just clicked on the ground and floated backwards, hiding in the crowd, and disappeared in an instant.

The people around him screamed and fled.

This is an intersection, Jiang Xiaotian and the others are on the sidewalk.

"Jiang Xiaotian, how are you?!"

Seeing that An Luo had left, the security guard immediately got up and walked to Jiang Xiaotian.

"I'm yours? Bah."

Jiang Xiaotian came to his senses and touched his forehead without feeling at all.

But he always felt that there was something more.

What does it mean to say, "You are mine?"

Old glass!

No, they can clearly recite "Love Love" young glass, and they are not old.

But...even if it is thrilling, can he still take charge?

Jiang Xiaotian shivered, then saw the security guard coming and immediately asked, "Secret Security Guard, are you injured?"

"No, no, minor injuries."

The security guard waved: "Don't call me yourselves. After all, you are a legendary talent. I am just a person with a third-level talent..."

Level 3, this talent is indeed low.

Jiang Xiaotian didn't say much, this is the social atmosphere, and bloodline is the supreme one.

"That guy was so awesome just now."

The security guard said, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and looking back at the street where there are very few vehicles.

"Yes, his name is Anluo, Uncle Security, see if there is anything on my forehead?"

Jiang Xiaotian is concerned about whether there is anything on his forehead now.

After all, professionals are too mysterious. Who knows if they will give him a "slave mark" or something.

This is written a lot in previous life novels.

Being a slave still takes a lot of risk.

"I don't know what this is."

The security guard looked solemn. He looked at the panicked crowd around him, and then prepared to carry Jiang Xiaotian again: "I'll send you home first!"

"No, no, I'll go by myself!"

Jiang Xiaotian waved his hand.

You are still vomiting blood, so let me go by myself.

Otherwise, I would suddenly die while running, and I don’t know who I am.

The security guard is considered his life-saving benefactor.

"Okay, I'll take you back, I'll leave when I get home safe."

The security guard rubbed the chest that had just been swept by An Luo and calmed down, and then signaled Jiang Xiaotian to lead the way.

...

They were walking quickly on the road, and from time to time they were hit by panicked pedestrians, but they still felt relieved when they were out of danger.

"Thank you, security guard."

Jiang Xiaotian's tone was sincere.

No matter how snobbish this man is, saving him means saving him.

Otherwise, Jiang Xiaotian might have been overwhelmed by the pile of disgusting things just now.

"This world is indeed very dangerous."

This has become increasingly determined Jiang Xiaotian's determination to become a professional.

After all, An Luo's face just now solved Jiang Xiaotian's life and death crisis.

Professionals are desirable.

"Don't care."

The security guard waved his hand unintentionally.

But he was very excited inside.

That's it! I just want to thank you!

He fought so hard and was beaten by the mysterious powerful man. Isn’t it just for the thanks of Jiang Xiaotian, a talented man in the heaven?

"No, I owe you a favor."

Jiang Xiaotian shook his head.

He will not ignore it at will just because of the low level of security guards. People must respect each other.

Feeling the sincerity in Jiang Xiaotian's tone, the security guard could no longer hold back. No matter what a painful chest, a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Swish!!"

In the distance, several figures were rushing upstream in the buildings and crowds, heading towards Jiang Xiaotian’s school.

At the same time, there are more people who do not panic and take refuge with ordinary people, but go backwards.

Jiang Xiaotian and the security guard looked back at the people while rushing.

Jiang Xiaotian's eyes were curiosity, yearning and eager to move, while the security guards had envy and regret.

"quiet!"

At this moment, a man in a police uniform suddenly flew up from somewhere on the street, with a walkie-talkie in his left hand and a strong flashlight in his right hand, and a pair of handcuffs and a telescopic police baton on his waist.

Police are attending law enforcement!

No, professional [police]!

When the [Police] was taken off, ordinary people around him who were panicking immediately looked up subconsciously.

Including Jiang Xiaotian, who is not far away, the security guards next to Jiang Xiaotian, and those professionals who are moving against the current.

The policeman who took off the air put the walkie-talkie on his mouth and gently moved his lips. At the same time, a voice rang directly in Jiang Xiaotian's ear:

"I am a level 10 [police]. Except for professionals above level 5, everyone else leaves this block immediately! Ordinary people are not allowed to enter!"

The voice of the police!

Jiang Xiaotian looked over in surprise, wondering how he did it.

This sound seemed to be heard in my ears, making people dare not refuse and unable to raise the idea of ​​resisting.
Chapter completed!