The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 353

Eating rice one bite at a time, the more he ate, the angrier he got. It’s bad enough that life was crappy, but even the food was lacking salt and vinegar.

This motel is the same one where Ye Tian stole the motorcycle.

There was a knock on the door from outside. When he opened it, it was the landlady.

"Time to pay the rent, four thousand nine."

She was a woman both beautiful in face and figure, wearing clothes that accentuated her assets, often throwing sultry glances capable of turning the world upside down. In plain terms, she was a woman who could seduce to the bone; even if someone took ten bottles of Brother Wei’s pills or drank twenty kilograms of Tiger Bone Wine, they wouldn’t last three rounds with her.

She had a bit of that Jin Xiangyu vibe from Dragon Gate Inn.

"Landlady, I’ve only been living here for three days, how could the rent already be five thousand yuan?" Ye Tian was more sensitive about money than women; in his heart, Tang Su was irreplaceable by anyone.

The landlady, without lifting her head and leaning against the doorframe while playing with her nails, said, "Don’t play this game with me. I bet your situation isn’t much different from the group that came yesterday. If you’re not a pirate, then you’ve got a murder case on your hands. Do you think I’ve been running California Hotel for so many years for nothing? Hurry up and pay up!"

Hisss... Ye Tian gasped in shock, so she really was a Jin Xiangyu!

"Could you give me a little more time?"

"No! Each extra day brings more danger. When you run off and leave nothing behind, who am I supposed to reason with?" The landlady stretched out her hand, "Hand over the money!"

Ye Tian had only twelve yuan and fifty cents left on him, and that was what he planned to use to buy pancakes tomorrow morning.

"Please, just give me some more time."

Finally, the landlady stopped picking at her nails and looked up at Ye Tian. Her wavy hair cascaded over her shoulders and her eyes still had that captivating allure, "Beg me? Okay..." freewebnøvel.coɱ

"How about I kneel for you? That way you have face, and I wouldn’t feel at a loss."

Ye Tian’s eyes burned with a fervor, almost as if he was eager to kneel for this woman.

"Kneel down, one yuan each time. I’ll wait, until you’re done."

Mockery, pure mockery meant only for those who enjoy the show. Suddenly, a delicate balance had been struck between the landlady and Ye Tian, born from their different yet converging experiences and sensations. Emotions they had buried deep in their hearts and never disclosed to others traitorously betrayed their owners at that moment, bursting forth like a gushing fountain.

Two sets of eyes, each hiding their own stories, collided at this moment and sparked something fleeting and indistinct.

"Idiot!"

The landlady cursed and turned to leave, without any indication as to why she uttered that curse.

Ye Tian breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could fully relax, a shout from the staircase took it all back.

The voice was unmistakably the landlady’s, but who could have touched her? On the night he stole the motorcycle, she was the one who aimed a sniper rifle at him from the second floor, and for God’s sake, this was in Beiping City, even though it was outside the Fifth Ring Road, it was still under the Emperor’s feet. How could anyone dare to blatantly point a gun at someone here? Thinking it over, he still shook his head; it’s better to keep a good distance from such people.

Just as he was about to close the door, the landlady’s shouts grew louder, mixed with the sounds of things being thrown. Ye Tian realized something was wrong. Breaking things – it sounded like a fight!

"Hide well in here, I’ll knock three times on the door when I return, don’t open the door for anyone else!"

"My father didn’t kill anyone!"

Ye Tian was startled, then angrily closed the door. I’m about ready to kill someone!

Any action without preparation is suicide. That’s what Ye Tian’s instructor had drilled into him during his time in the army. Although it sounded a bit extreme, it wasn’t without reason. The American soldiers, tough as they were, nearly got wiped out by Somalian brothers due to a lack of understanding of their enemy, and ironically, America had a good sense of self-mockery, creating "Black Hawk Down" not long after to have a laugh. But now was not the time for Ye Tian to laugh. Before him were some real desperadoes.

This place was a motel, with two floors, and rooms facing east, west, and north all connected; to the south was an open space, considered a yard, directly facing the road, with a flagpole planted in the yard flying a bright red flag - all very patriotic.

His room was on the second floor, at the corner of the corridor, which was occupied by the people who arrived yesterday. They stayed inside and never came out. Theoretically, it was both offensive and defensive, but practically, it was clear to any discerning eye that a quick jump out of the window was a simple and practical escape. So the only way to rescue them was to be blunt and rough.

Luckily, there were no guards at the door, nor snipers on the rooftops, so there wasn’t much to worry about. Looking through the crack in the door, he saw that these people were all wielding knives and daggers – truly pitiable cold weapons. But Ye Tian was curious about how these four managed to capture "Jin Xiangyu." It would be even better if he could witness a passionate performance – don’t outlaws always like spicy girls? A forceful conquest would be something to see, or a 4P scenario even; after all, it would all be for the good of the country and its people.

As Ye Tian pondered, he felt a tad like a scoundrel himself, but then again, if being a scoundrel was what it took for the sake of the nation and the people, then what was a little sacrifice?

The motive for the robbery was simple: for money. Whether it was robbery or assault wasn’t clear yet, but by the weapons they carried, they didn’t seem to plan on it. Watching the landlady putting up a staunch resistance, Ye Tian felt pity for her. Such an attractive young woman obsessed with money, unable to break away.

The four burly men were clearly seasoned veterans, at least smart enough to restrain the landlady, and the knots they tied her up with were military-grade – inescapable, only tightening further with struggle.

They treated this woman with due respect.

Ye Tian scoffed, "Go ahead, ask me for rent, ask me for rent,

deserve it!"

"The one at the door, if you miss your sister, just say it."

Ye Tian was stunned for a moment. The one at the door? Then he took off running, goddamn it, knew you were the worst of the lot!

Divan wasn’t that big; running anywhere was a problem. Returning to his room was certainly not an option; taking a child along was a hassle, and with quite a few people staying at the motel, being chased would mean a bloody bayonet fight - lucky not to be caught on camera by someone.

Where exactly to run hadn’t been decided; he would just run first and figure it out later.