[Urban] Urban Special Forces (My Perfect Wives) (Complete) - Part 2

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Chapter Eight: First Love Zhang Xianjing

Zhang Xianjing? Hearing this name, Zhang Zilong's mind suddenly started racing. The image of a quiet and beautiful girl in a white dress appeared in his mind. Zhang Xianjing was Zhang Zilong's classmate in high school. At that time, Zhang Zilong was a complete problem student, while Zhang Xianjing was a model student with both good character and academic performance. However, Zhang Zilong didn't care about that back then; he only knew she was the class beauty. A troublemaker like him would definitely pursue the class beauty, otherwise, what would his friends think? So, without hesitation, Zhang Zilong immediately wrote a love letter to Zhang Xianjing. Of course, the content of that love letter was truly unappealing—full of nonsense, and the handwriting was terrible. It took Zhang Xianjing a whole day of careful thought and deduction to understand its meaning. In reality, it only meant a few words: —I like you.

A day later, Zhang Zilong received a reply from Zhang Xianjing. Zhang Xianjing's meaning was: I like you too, but we're still students. Let's talk about this later, okay? Actually, this was a disguised rejection, just worded more tactfully to make it easier on her. This was typical of Zhang Xianjing's personality; she was the kind of girl who was as kind as an angel, treating everyone so well, she would never say a harsh word.

Zhang Zilong, however, didn't care about such things. He wrote her a love letter every day and followed her home from school. Zhang Xianjing was actually a little annoyed by Zhang Zilong, but due to her personality, she only gave him a few warnings. As the saying goes, perseverance pays off. How could someone as beautiful as Zhang Xianjing not have designs on her? One day, on her way home, she was surrounded by five or six local thugs. What they were going to do was obvious. Just when the thugs were about to act and Zhang Xianjing was in despair, Zhang Zilong appeared. Like a madman, Zhang Zilong single-handedly fought off the six thugs, getting beaten bloody but not caring at all, always keeping Zhang Xianjing tightly protected behind him. Zhang Zilong only collapsed when the police were called and the thugs fled. He had spent two months in the hospital, and the severity of his injuries was self-evident. It's said that beautiful women love heroes, especially a young girl like Zhang Xianjing, who was in the prime of her youth and had strong romantic aspirations. What happened next was just like a plot in many novels: Zhang Xianjing fell in love with Zhang Zilong and, regardless of everything, stayed with him. Later, he was confined by his father for fighting for Pig Shit and then went to the army. He didn't even have a chance to greet Zhang Xianjing loudly anymore. To say that Zhang Zilong had no feelings for Zhang Xianjing would be nonsense. For so many years, Zhang Zilong often thought of Zhang Xianjing's image in the quiet of the night.

After exhaling a long puff of smoke, Zhang Zilong asked Zhushi, "How is she doing now?"

Zhushi perked up at the question, smiling as he told Zhang Zilong, "After graduating, my sister-in-law went to Peking University and is now a teacher at T University. Don't worry, I've had people secretly protecting her all these years. And I can assure you, although she has no shortage of suitors, she hasn't paid attention to any of them. She's been waiting for you."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zilong almost couldn't hold back his tears. What a wonderful girl! Zhang Zilong held back his tears, took a sip of his drink, and said, "Zhushi, don't send anyone to protect her anymore, and don't call her sister-in-law anymore. I don't plan to look for her again."

Zhushi was stunned. He didn't understand why Zhang Zilong had become like this. He immediately mustered his courage and questioned Zhang Zilong, "Brother, what's wrong with you? How did you become like this? Although I'm not a faithful person, that's because I haven't met a girl who truly loves me yet." "Xianjing has been deeply in love with you. You've been gone for eight years. She had so many suitors, but she didn't like any of them. Isn't it because she loves you? She's waiting for you. The people I sent reported that she often stands alone on the balcony crying. Brother, how could you bear to dump such a good girl?"

Zhang Zilong remained silent for a long time. After a while, he looked up at Zhushi. Zhushi was surprised to find that Zhang Zilong's eyes were red. Zhang Zilong seemed to be saying to Zhushi, "Why should I look for her? What am I? I used to be a small-time hoodlum, now I'm a thug, the kind of thug without even a military rank. I have nothing now. I can't do anything except kill. What can I give her? Can I give her happiness? I'm a prodigal son who can't even go home. Tell me, as a man, can I go to her? Brother, tell me, if it were you, would you go to her?" It seemed like he was questioning Zhushi, but he was actually questioning himself.

Pig Shit didn't speak, but picked up his glass and clinked it with Zhang Zilong's, saying, "Brother, let's not talk about the past. Let's start over, you know? You've always been my idol, and I believe you'll never be an ordinary person!"

Zhang Zilong downed his drink and said meaningfully, "Maybe!"

Just then, Pig Shit's phone rang. Pig Shit answered very obsequiously, "Okay, okay, okay, I'll be right back. No, no, I haven't been fooling around outside."

Zhang Zilong smiled and said, "Right?"

Pig Shit nodded a little embarrassedly.

"Then hurry back, don't keep the old folks worried."

"So, brother, you're all alone here?"

"What? Are you afraid of me or ghosts? I've turned at least a thousand, if not eight hundred, into ghosts."

"No, I'm your brother, you've come all this way, it wouldn't be right for me not to keep you company."

"Alright, alright, don't give me that crap. I'd rather you go call a brothel than keep me company. Stop nagging, get lost!"

"Okay, brother, I'll head back then." Pig Shit turned to leave, but suddenly turned back and took out a gleaming gold card from his pocket, handing it to Zhang Zilong. "Brother, there's some money in here. I know you won't take it, but consider it a loan. You can pay me back later, okay?"

Zhang Zilong pushed the card back, saying, "You know giving me money is an insult, right? Take the card back. Even if I'm doing poorly now, I'm not so badly off that I need you to support me. I've saved up some money over the years. Go back now, or I'll pull your ear again."

Pig Shit hesitated for a moment, knowing that no one could change Zhang Zilong's mind, before smiling and leaving.

Chapter Nine: Ecstasy on the Bus

Zhang Zilong drank two glasses of wine alone before going to sleep. The habits he had developed in the army over the years had long since spun his biological clock. Sure enough, he went to bed on time every night and woke up at five o'clock sharp every morning.

Zhang Zilong used to lead his brothers on a long cross-country run every day, followed by intense physical training. This routine, however, was no longer suitable. Now, due to environmental constraints, Zhang Zilong simply ran a few laps around the neighborhood in a tracksuit before buying some steamed buns downstairs and heading back. After showering, he went downstairs again. This was something he had planned to do long ago, and it was something he absolutely had to do today. He went to the post office and wired his entire million yuan, leaving not a single penny, to more than a dozen addresses. These addresses belonged to the families of the brothers who had followed him through thick and thin and ultimately sacrificed their lives. After completing this, Zhang Zilong suddenly felt much lighter. Now he truly realized that he had absolutely no connection with the army anymore.

Zhang Zilong took out his remaining savings and counted them. Damn it, he only had a little over five thousand yuan left. How many more days could that last? His strong sense of pride made it impossible for him to stay in that filthy shack for much longer. Even worse, he couldn't bear the thought of relying on his brothers to support him. Zhang Zilong hardened his heart and said, "I have hands and feet, nothing else, but I'm incredibly strong. I refuse to believe that making a living in this city is harder than killing someone! My immediate priority is to solve the problem of food. Even if I have to do manual labor, it's the only option."

Where was the best place to look for work? The job market, of course! Although he had no qualifications, trying his luck couldn't hurt, right? With that, he boarded a bus and headed towards the job market.

China's massive job-seeking population determines the absolute boom in this talent market. Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Zilong arrived at the talent market, he couldn't help but exclaim – China truly has a huge number of people! The entire market was packed with people. Of course, with so many job seekers, there were also a correspondingly large number of employers. Looking around, Zhang Zilong saw that all the job postings uniformly required a bachelor's degree or higher, some even requiring master's or doctoral degrees. Zhang Zilong immediately felt disheartened, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "I refuse to believe I can't find a company that doesn't want me today." "A company with diplomas,"

Zhang Zilong said, walking from the outside in. Just as he was about to reach the end and began to feel despair, he saw a sign hanging on the last seat. It read "Hiring professional bodyguards," requiring certain martial arts skills and a handsome appearance. Zhang Zilong was overjoyed, thinking, "There's always a way out!" Without hesitation, he went to the seat. He saw the company name on the sign—Qilin Bodyguard Company. Qilin—a resounding name. Sitting at the recruitment seat was a woman, or rather, a beautiful woman, an extremely beautiful woman.

Long hair cascaded over her shoulders, and beneath that beautiful hair was a stunningly pretty face. You couldn't find a single flaw on her face. Her light makeup gave her a charming look. She wore a professional suit, but even that couldn't hide her captivating curves. Zhang Zilong asserted that this woman must have a devilish figure, even though he could only see the upper body of the beauty.

Zhang Zilong slowly walked over and said to the beautiful woman, "Hello, I'm here for the job."

The woman looked up at Zhang Zilong, her first impression of him being, "Is this man a migrant worker?" Zhang Zilong was still wearing his worn-out jeans and t-shirt, his beard covering half his chin, and his face looking extremely haggard. The woman wondered if he was a drug addict.

"Are you sure you're here to apply for the bodyguard job?" the woman asked, confirming.

Zhang Zilong smiled and said, "I'm absolutely sure."

The woman stared incredulously at the man in front of her, who gave off a disheveled and颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a state of being listless, decadent, and dissolute) vibe. If it weren't for the sharp glint in his eyes, she would have truly believed he was a drug addict.

The beautiful woman hesitated, "Do you know that we have strict physical requirements for bodyguards? We're not hiring just anyone, but people with certain skills."

Zhang Zilong smiled and said, "I know, do you want to give it a try?"

The woman was exasperated; now she was sure he was there to apply. Regardless of whether he was joking or not, out of professional habit, she still took out a form and handed it to Zhang Zilong, asking him to fill it out and come to the company for an interview the next day. She also gave him a business card.

On the bus ride home, Zhang Zilong looked at the business card in his hand: Lin Wanqin, General Manager of Qilin Bodyguard Company. Wanqin? That name truly suited her—equally beautiful!

In big cities like T City, buses are always crowded. Like now, Zhang Zilong was sitting on the bus, actually standing, or rather, squeezed. Nowadays, people usually say "squeezed bus" when they say they're taking the bus.

The train was packed with people, so crowded that it was practically shoving each other. Zhang Zilong, holding onto the handrail with one hand, was idly looking out the window when a series of pressures came from behind. He turned around and saw a very sleazy-looking man constantly pushing against him. Zhang Zilong whirled around and glared at him. The man, seeing Zhang Zilong's imposing figure, wisely leaned back, afraid of bumping into him again.

But even if the sleazy man wanted to avoid it, he couldn't. The entire carriage was packed with people; there was barely any room to stand. Just as Zhang Zilong turned his head, another wave of pressure came from behind, pushing him forward. And standing in front of him was a woman with flowing long hair and an extremely slender figure. The woman had her back to Zhang Zilong. Zhang Zilong had actually been observing her for a while. Although he hadn't seen her face, her beautiful long hair had already piqued his interest. For no particular reason, Zhang Zilong had a thing for long hair.

At this moment, Zhang Zilong had no choice but to fall forward, landing squarely on the long-haired woman in front of him. The woman was wearing a short skirt that barely covered her upper body. She already had a very good figure, and she was also wearing high heels. So when Zhang Zilong fell forward, his hips pressed tightly against her firm buttocks. And somehow, the light skirt didn't cover up her beautiful, maddening buttocks. Zhang Zilong's hips were in intimate contact with the woman's buttocks, and waves of ecstasy washed over him. Not yet a virgin, and still full of youthful vigor, Zhang Zilong couldn't resist such a thing. He immediately became erect, pressing against the woman's cleft between her buttocks, and rubbing up and down with the swaying of the car. The intense stimulation almost made Zhang Zilong ejaculate.

The woman suddenly felt something pressed against her buttocks, but quickly dismissed it; what could she do? On such a crowded bus, it was impossible to avoid contact with others. However, she immediately sensed something was wrong. She felt something pressed tightly against her buttocks, inside her skirt, and it seemed to be slowly growing larger and harder. The woman became increasingly anxious. The thing pressed firmly against her buttocks, sliding up and down, even touching her genitals a few times, penetrating slightly through her vagina. The intense, ecstatic sensation made her feel increasingly wet. The stimulation traveled from her buttocks to her central nervous system, and she almost moaned. But reason told her she needed to remain calm. She suppressed the pleasure and turned around to see what was happening.

Zhang Zilong had initially acted unintentionally, but as waves of pleasure washed over him, he disregarded morality and ethics. Ignoring the swaying of the bus, he began rubbing himself up and down, and several times he even forcefully pushed into that hole.

Chapter Ten: The Elf Forest

Woman turned to look at Zhang Zilong. She saw this slovenly-dressed man with a stubble-covered face wriggling behind her. He was clearly a scoundrel. The woman, unable to bear it any longer, slapped Zhang Zilong

across the face and called him "filthy." The slap jolted the dazed Zhang Zilong awake. "Damn it," Zhang Zilong cursed inwardly. He was genuinely annoyed. While he wasn't exactly a gentleman, he wasn't a pervert either. How could he resist such a large backside in front of him? However, from the woman's perspective, he was indeed in the wrong. Looking at the woman's extremely angry gaze and the contemptuous looks from the surrounding crowd, Zhang Zilong felt utterly ashamed. There was no room for excuses, because Zhang Zilong was still tightly... With his erection pressed between a woman's buttocks, the eyes of the crowd were sharp enough to see it all. Zhang Zilong secretly suppressed his lust, wanting to push that erect thing down, but it was so engrossed in pressing between the woman's buttocks that it couldn't bear to soften. Zhang Zilong thought to himself that his reputation as a lecherous man was now firmly established. So he turned around and slapped the sleazy man behind him across the face, cursing, "Damn it, I'll teach you to squeeze! I'll teach you to squeeze!" He then proceeded to punch and kick the sleazy man until bystanders intervened and pulled Zhang Zilong away.

The most frustrated person was undoubtedly the sleazy man. He had been staring intently at Zhang Zilong's erect buttocks when he was suddenly attacked in the face. The blow made him dizzy and disoriented. He wanted to explain that it had nothing to do with him, but he was too beaten to speak. By the time the sleazy man finally came to his senses, clutching his swollen face, Zhang Zilong was already gone.

Zhang Zilong got off the train at the station, cursing his bad luck. He'd been shot countless times in his life, but this was the first time he'd ever been slapped, especially by a woman. He recalled the ecstatic feeling of a woman's buttocks and thought the slap was worth it.

Zhang Zilong went home, took a shower, and had just lain down in bed when Pig Shit called.

"Hey, bro! What are you doing?"

"Just took a shower, about to go to sleep."

"Wait a minute, it's only a little past eight and you're already getting ready for bed? That's way too early! You haven't even enjoyed the best part of nightlife yet."

"Do you think I wanted to? I have to adapt to society. After so many years in the army, it's become a habit. Nightlife is a completely new concept for me."

"Well, you'll have to get used to it. I'll come downstairs and wait for you. I'll show you what nightlife is all about." Pig Shit hung up after saying that.

A little while later, when Zhang Zilong got dressed and went downstairs, Pig Shit was already waiting.

"Where to?" Zhang Zilong asked

. "Blue Elf, how about it?"

"Sure! Whatever you want ." He got into the car.

The name "Blue Elf" is probably intriguing to everyone. Actually, it's just a bar, except all the waitresses are beautiful women, and there are also some good performances—dances, singing, and of course, all the performers are beautiful women. People who go inside have the illusion that all the beauties of T City have come here.

Blue Elf also has requirements for its customers: they must be young people between 18 and 35, gender is not restricted, but most of the customers are men. The women who come are usually very confident. If you're not a particularly pretty woman and you're surrounded by stunning beauties, would you really pay to suffer like this? Therefore, Blue Elf is also known as a man's paradise, because besides men, it's full of beautiful women. Of course, the prices there are not low, and only rich kids like Pig Shit can afford it.

When Zhang Zilong and Pig Shit entered Blue Elf, seeing the beautiful women coming and going, Zhang Zilong was immediately overcome with desire. He couldn't help but sigh that he had seen more beautiful women in his entire life than he had seen tonight.

Pig Shit ordered two dozen beers. Although he had become accustomed to the life of a rich kid in recent years, Pig Shit still insisted on drinking beer. Red wine, although it looked cool, was actually no different from drinking a soft drink; it wasn't very interesting. Of course, this habit of Pig Shit's was cultivated by Zhang Zilong years ago.

“Brother, how about I ask my sister to help you find a job tomorrow?” Pig Shit said.

“Your sister? Zhu Rongrong?” Zhang Zilong asked. Zhang Zilong didn’t really remember Pig Shit’s sister. He had met her a few times, but they weren’t very close. His only impression of her was that she was a beautiful woman.

“Yeah, my dad doesn’t manage the business anymore. Although he says he’ll divide the business equally between my sister and me, the big businesses are all in my sister’s hands. I only have some mediocre businesses, and they’re all controlled by others. I’m just a figurehead. But I don’t have any objections. I know I’m not cut out for business. My sister owns several big companies, so finding you a job shouldn’t be a problem.” Pig Shit didn’t seem to have any complaints about his father’s arrangement. There aren’t many people as open-minded as him these days.

Chapter Eleven: The Singer Fei Fei

"Boss is still the boss! Everyone says there are so many unemployed people these days, and you've only been back for a day and you've already found a job. I have to admire you!"

"Don't bother there. We don't even know if it'll work out. It's just a bodyguard company."

"A bodyguard company? How come I didn't think of that? With your skills, you'd be perfect as a bodyguard. Which company is it?"

"Qilin Bodyguard Company."

"Qilin? Haha, brother, you've hit the jackpot this time!" Pig Shit said excitedly.

"It's just a bodyguard company, why are you making such a fuss?"

"Brother, you don't know this. Qilin Bodyguard Company isn't your average bodyguard company. It's the largest bodyguard company in T City, and it's one of the top companies in the whole country. Besides, Qilin Bodyguard Company is owned by the Lin family. Do you know the Lin family?"

Zhang Zilong shook his head.

"There are four major families in T City: the Zhao family, the Lin family, the Qin family, and our Zhu family. To be honest, our Zhu family is ranked last. With such a powerful backer, the future of Qilin Bodyguard Company is unimaginable. So, brother, your days of rising to prominence are not far off!" Pig Shit excitedly introduced.

Zhang Zilong didn't speak, just smiled. No matter how powerful it was, it was still just a bodyguard company. He was a bodyguard out of necessity, just trying to make a living. Rising to prominence? A bodyguard could rise to prominence?

"Brother, let me tell you a little secret. The general manager of Qilin Bodyguard Company is the eldest daughter of the Lin family, Lin Wanqing. She's incredibly beautiful. There are at least eight or ten thousand men in T City who want her, but she doesn't even give them a second glance. This time, brother, your chance has come!"

Lin Wanqing? Zhang Zilong thought to himself: Is she the one he interviewed today? She was indeed quite beautiful; I never expected her to be a rich heiress. "You're always thinking about this. I'm just a bodyguard; why would she even notice me?"

"So what? Others may not know your abilities, but I, Pig Shit, certainly do! Big brother, you're absolutely a dragon among men!" Pig Shit's flattering voice, as swift as the Yangtze River, started again. Zhang Zilong quickly interrupted; otherwise, who knew how long the kid would keep going.

"Stop, stop, let's drink, let's drink," Zhang Zilong stopped him.

The two sat there chatting idly, everyone waiting for the 9:30 show.

The show wasn't anything special, just a performance by a bar singer. But nearly half the people in the bar had come specifically for this show, including us. Waiting is hard work, especially when you're really looking forward to someone's appearance.

Most people in the bar kept checking their watches or phones, their faces showing anticipation. This woman's charm was truly unmatched!

It was finally 9:30. The bar's speakers announced, "Next up, our Miss Feifei will be performing for you! Shall we welcome her?"

"Welcome!" The entire bar erupted in cheers, with Pig Shit shouting especially enthusiastically! Zhang Zilong shook his head helplessly; this guy always

acted this way around beautiful women. Then, a woman—or rather, a girl—appeared on stage. Her attire was a complete surprise to Zhang Zilong. He had expected her to be dressed in glamorous clothes and heavy makeup, but this girl was simply wearing a plain t-shirt and jeans, with a guitar strapped to her body. Pig Shit had mentioned that this was her usual style; not exactly plain, but Zhang Zilong was certain it was something she preferred—simple and comfortable, just like the impression she gave off.

Her appearance caused the entire bar to erupt in cheers, everyone yelling at the top of their lungs, "Feifei! Feifei!"

The girl named Feifei looked to be only twenty-three or twenty-four years old. She was very beautiful; even in such ordinary clothes, she looked perfect. She had a unique charm, something Zhang Zilong couldn't quite put his finger on, but she was the kind of girl who, once you looked at her intently, would completely captivate you.

"Everyone, please be quiet. Thank you for coming to my performance. Now it's my turn to perform," Feifei said casually. According to Zhu Shi, she was usually quiet, rarely speaking unless the audience was too excited. The audience immediately fell silent, everyone watching Feifei on stage, waiting for her to sing.

Her performance was solo, without accompaniment, so only she and her guitar were on stage.

She strummed the guitar, tested the notes, and said, "This is my own song, called 'Please Don't Look Back.'" The guitar began, its usual slightly melancholic melody.

"The vows we made, the promises

we made ,

all turned into a wisp of smoke ,

slowly dissipating with your words, 'I'm leaving. '

I know

my tears,

my broken heart,

cannot keep you."

" The last time you looked at me, you said, '

If you leave, please don't look back.'"

A simple song, simple lyrics, a clean yet melancholic voice—she sang with such passion, as if the person in the song were herself. That was her singing. Yet, it always brought a deeply moving experience. "

She's a woman with a story," Zhang Zilong remarked after listening to her song.

"Thank you!" she said, putting away her guitar and walking backstage without looking back.

Those still immersed in the melancholic atmosphere she created, not yet fully awake, realized the song was over. Everyone watched her leave with reluctant eyes.

After her performance, people began to leave one after another. I dragged Zhu Si, who was still shouting "Feifei, I love you," out of the bar!

"Aren't you going back? Aren't you afraid your sister will make you kneel on a washboard when you get back?" "

This pig shit isn't afraid of anyone except his sister. According to the pig shit himself, the person he fears most in the world is Zhang Zilong, and the second is his sister.

" Li Qiang's heart trembled at the thought of his sister, and he immediately said, "It's okay, it's okay, she's moved out now."

"Let's go, don't linger. It's not like you can't afford to come here. Why are you so reluctant to leave? You can come again next time. I have to go to work tomorrow."

Chapter Twelve Bodyguard Job Application (Part One)

The next day, Zhang Zilong ran around the neighborhood again, and also met a few old men who ran with him in the morning. Around eight o'clock, Zhang Zilong arrived at the Qilin Bodyguard Company. Zhang Zilong went to Xingfu Road in the city according to the address on the form. Xingfu Road is one of the most prosperous commercial areas in T City, and also the forefront of fashion. The shops on both sides of the street are all specialty stores and agency stores of domestic and international famous brands, from clothing From shoes and hats to alcoholic beverages, from perfumes and jewelry to mobile phones and computers… whether it's trendy brands favored by young people or luxury brands coveted by successful individuals, everything is available here.

Although it's only morning and far from peak hours, the streets are already quite crowded, with many pedestrians appearing to be tourists from out of town.

The Tongyuan Building, located in the middle section of Xingfu Road, is a comprehensive commercial building. Qilin Bodyguard Company is located on the 23rd and 24th floors.

After entering the building, Zhang Zilong took the elevator to the personnel department meeting room on the 23rd floor of the Yinfeng Personal Protection Center.

This was a small… The conference room already contained over twenty people, who sat quietly in their chairs. When Zhang Zilong entered, their expressions became strange, a mixture of surprise and disbelief. This wasn't for any particular reason, but rather because Zhang Zilong appeared rather thin and small, a stark contrast to the burly men beside him; and perhaps because his clothing was so shabby. These men were all

between twenty and forty years old, and without exception, each was strong, muscular, and intimidating, serving as a powerful deterrent. Normally, they would be more suited to the image of bodyguards, unlike the men among them. Compared to the tallest and strongest guys, Zhang Zilong looked as delicate as a bean sprout, so it's no wonder they looked at Fang Zizai with strange expressions. Zhang Zilong knew that those guys who flaunted their muscles were just empty shells; truly powerful muscles are hidden, only revealed when they explode – that's what real muscles are, like Zhang Zilong's own.

Lin Wanqing, sitting at the head of the table, saw Zhang Zilong enter, nodded to him, indicating he should find a seat, and then cleared her throat, saying, "Well, it's still a quarter of an hour until 8:30. Everyone's punctual, very good. Let's start early. Everyone should have seen the forms they have. There's a physical examination section and four tests. I'll lead you to the physical examination first. Let me explain: the physical examination is worth forty points, and each test is worth fifteen points. The final score is the highest combined score, so the competition is fierce. Good luck to everyone."

Led by Lin Wanqing, Zhang Zilong and the others arrived at the physical examination room, where they had their height, weight, vision, hearing, heart rate, lung capacity, blood pressure, and so on measured one by one. After

the tests, everyone lined up according to their height and handed their physical examination reports to a young girl. The girl quickly entered the data into the computer, pressed enter, and a number appeared on the screen—each person's physical examination score. No one knew how the score was calculated, but they assumed it was based on some existing scientific formula.

Zhang Zilong, who was at the end of the line, handed his examination form to the girl. After she pressed enter, Zhang Zilong peeked at it and his face turned pale: 23 points.

What a joke, 23 points? The guy with the lowest score before him had 31 points. Just from the physical examination alone, he was 10 points behind. Zhang Zilong cursed inwardly, "What kind of machine is this? Why doesn't it check the internal structure of the body during the physical examination?

" "What is this score based on?" "Zhang Zilong couldn't help but ask. He thought to himself, 'If my body isn't up to par, how many people in this world are?'

Under Zhang Zilong's gaze, the little girl blushed slightly and whispered, 'I don't know, it's a scientific method anyway.

' 'What bullshit science!' Zhang Zilong muttered viciously, ignoring the gloating looks from the group of burly men, and strode towards the testing ground.

The test consisted of four rounds: the first was a martial arts competition, the second tested absolute strength, the third tested endurance, and the fourth was a driving skills test.

The martial arts competition began. Qilin's current professional bodyguards selected twenty-two equally skilled individuals to fight against the twenty-two applicants." Three people sat on the simple platform. In the middle was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, with a fair complexion, elegant demeanor, and gold-rimmed glasses. He appeared refined and scholarly. To his left was Lin Wanqing, dressed in a dark blue cotton tracksuit that accentuated her alluring curves. She sat upright in her chair, her slightly tanned skin, short hair, and sharp eyes highlighting her dashing and heroic air. To the right of the platform was a man in his thirties dressed in black. He was of average height and plain appearance, with a robust physique and a fierce, imposing presence that commanded respect.

After each fight, Lin Wanqing and the man in black would announce a score, which was then averaged and recorded as the final score. After twenty-one fights, the highest scorer achieved a perfect ten, having withstood the attacks of the Qilin bodyguards for fifteen minutes before being defeated.

Finally, it was Zhang Zilong's turn. His opponent was a burly man a head taller than him, with arms almost as thick as Zhang Zilong's. To the onlookers, the difference in their physiques was too great, and it seemed pointless whether the fight would even take place. However, the man in black on the platform, looking at the smiling Zhang Zilong, revealed a cautious expression and said to the burly man on the field, "Chengzi, don't be careless, watch your lower body."

The guy in front of him, who was as thick as a bear, was actually called 'Chengzi'. Zhang Zilong couldn't help but chuckle. Chengzi seized the opportunity and suddenly attacked, delivering a swift and powerful punch to Zhang Zilong's cheek without any fancy moves. The next moment, a deafening 'bang' was heard, and a burly figure collapsed to the floor.

Zhang Zilong was still smiling. Cheng Zi had fallen about three or four meters behind him, struggling to get up after a long while, grimacing in pain. He barely managed to get into a fighting stance, but the man in black exchanged a glance with the girl and said in a deep voice, "The match is over. Zhang Zilong gets fifteen points. We'll have a ten-minute break."

This announcement shocked the entire audience. Cheng Zi stared wide-eyed at Fang Zizai, and after a long pause, he clasped his hands in a respectful gesture and said, "Young brother, you're truly amazing. I admire you."

"You're too kind," Zhang Zilong returned the gesture.

The refined middle-aged man sitting on the platform asked the man in black with some surprise, "Yun Qing, what happened just now? How did Cheng Zi fall?"

Xie Yunqing looked at the limping Cheng Zi and replied, "President Lin, it's like this. The instant Cheng Zi threw his punch, Zhang Zilong kicked out with incredible speed, seemingly hitting Cheng Zi's knee or ankle. As Cheng Zi lost his balance, Zhang Zilong grabbed Cheng Zi's wrist and, with a quick movement, threw Cheng Zi away." As he spoke, a hint of uncertainty appeared on Xie Yunqing's face.

Chapter Thirteen Bodyguard Job Application (Part Two)

The middle-aged man nodded, looked at Lin Wanqing, and smiled, "Wanqing, what do you think?"

"I didn't see it clearly." Lin Wanqing spoke truthfully without the slightest hesitation, and then chuckled, her laughter hearty. Looking at Zhang Zilong, a hint of interest appeared on her lips.

"Oh?" The middle-aged man chuckled, somewhat surprised. "Even my daughter is unusually modest. This young man must be a true master."

Hearing his teasing, Lin Wanqing was quite displeased and retorted, "What modesty? If I didn't see clearly, I didn't see clearly. I was just stating the facts. But this kid's movements are lightning fast, his timing is impeccable, and he uses minimal force to overcome great strength. This is first-rate skill; of course, he's a true master."

Ten minutes later, the second test of absolute strength began. The test method abandoned the conventional bench press, deadlift, and squat, instead using a specially made sandbag. Each person punched the sandbag with all their might, and a number representing strength appeared on the display behind the sandbag. The higher the number, the greater the tester's absolute strength. Actually, according to this method, it's more accurate to say explosive power rather than absolute strength.

To avoid insufficient preparation or inadequate state adjustment, the test allowed each person to throw three punches, with the highest score being recorded. At the start of the test, the scores of the twenty-one people before Zhang Zilong were all between 300 and 400, with the highest score being eleven. Xie Yunqing and Lin Wanqing couldn't help but shake their heads inwardly; these people, while seemingly strong, were mostly all show and no substance. When it was Zhang Zilong's turn, all eyes were on him.

Zhang Zilong achieved a perfect score in the first round, which raised some suspicions among the applicants. Everything happened too quickly; they hadn't even seen the process clearly before the fight was over. Some believed Zhang Zilong was a member of the Qilin organization, and that everything was arranged. However, this absolute strength test couldn't be faked; a single punch would reveal his true abilities.

Zhang Zilong took a slight breath, threw a punch, and after a beep, the numbers on the display screen jumped rapidly, finally settling on 750. This result stunned not only the applicants but also Xie Yunqing, the bodyguard supervisor. Even at his peak, Xie

Yunqing, a former top-tier underground boxer in China, could only achieve this score with a full-force punch. His achievements stemmed from brutal, hellish training. How could this young man possess such formidable strength? The technicians checked the equipment and confirmed it was working properly. Then, at Xie Yunqing's prompting, Zhang Zilong threw two more punches at the sandbag, scoring 700 and 710 respectively. One applicant, skeptical, also threw a punch, achieving a score almost identical to his previous one. This time, everyone was convinced, and Zhang Zilong once again undisputedly scored fifteen points. Zhang Zilong chuckled inwardly, thinking, "Is this really necessary? I've always said that real muscle grows in the bone."

The next endurance test was a 5,000-meter run carrying a 15-kilogram weight. Zhang Zilong easily won first place, leaving the second-place runner by two or three hundred meters. Finally, there was an electronic driving simulation competition. Navigating obstacles, climbing steep slopes, and reversing, Zhang Zilong's skillful techniques once again impressed everyone. (Just kidding, this training is child's play in special forces.)

"President Lin, congratulations! This young man is definitely a gem," Xie Yunqing said, looking at the middle-aged man beside him.

The middle-aged man nodded, looking at the composed Zhang Zilong not far away, a satisfied smile appearing on his lips.

In the Qilin Bodyguard manager's office

, Xie Yunqing asked kindly, "Brother, your martial arts are quite good. What kind of style do you practice?" He was very curious about Zhang Zilong. Zhang Zilong's attack had been swift and fleeting; he hadn't even seen what style he used. Therefore, he was very curious about Zhang Zilong and even wanted to fight him to see his true strength.

"I've never practiced any kind of boxing, the only thing I've ever practiced is military boxing. I've always used Sanda and MMA techniques."

"Military boxing?" Xie Yunqing immediately thought of the weak punches those kids threw during military training.

"Yeah." Zhang Zilong chuckled, "When speed and power reach a certain level, techniques aren't that important anymore."

"Muay Thai?" A strange smile appeared on Xie Yunqing's lips.

Zhang Zilong shook his head, "No, those Muay Thai idiots are all reckless, only focusing on offense and ignoring defense. Real masters only use seven-tenths of their strength, always reserving three-tenths for unforeseen circumstances."

Xie Yunqing looked at Zhang Zilong in surprise. He had dominated the lower-level boxing world for so many years and hadn't seen through it, yet this young man who looked only in his twenties had seen through it. He couldn't help but admire him. Xie Yunqing didn't press further. There was plenty of time later, and Zhang Zilong was definitely a treasure. Having made up his mind, Xie Yunqing laughed and asked, "Brother, we're family now. Let me introduce our company to you, and then I'll take you to see the training grounds."

The current state and trends of social development have made the wealthy a popular trend in today's society. However, unavoidable social problems have also made these people, to some extent, the "most vulnerable group." The endless kidnapping, extortion, and intimidation targeting them have become a huge burden on their minds, thus the bodyguard industry has quietly boomed. Qilin Bodyguard Company is a company specializing in providing private bodyguards. With 208 active bodyguards, Qilin is one of the top organizations in the national bodyguard industry. Its members are mainly veterans, boxers, free-fighting experts, Muay Thai experts, Jeet Kune Do experts, and so on.

The exorbitant fees for bodyguard services put them out of reach for ordinary people. Therefore, Qilin's clientele primarily targets the wealthy, academics, and popular celebrities. Services are divided into short-term and long-term hires, with fees varying significantly depending on the client and the level of danger involved.

Qilin's bodyguards are under unified management and assigned tasks by the company. When not on duty, they remain at the center, working from 7:00 AM to 6:00 PM, and are not permitted to leave their posts without authorization, allowing them to be deployed at any time.

“Once we accept a mission, the client is our god. Of course, that doesn’t mean we have to do whatever the client wants. We are bodyguards, not followers. Everything must be done according to bodyguard procedures. Protecting the client’s personal safety to the greatest extent is what we need to do…”

Chapter Fourteen Bodyguard Job Application (Part Three)

'Ring ring ring…' The crisp ringing of the telephone interrupted Xie Yunqing’s words. Xie Yunqing apologized and picked up the phone. Before he could say two words, Xie Yunqing’s smiling face suddenly became serious. A minute later, Xie Yunqing put down the phone and silently looked at Zhang Zilong without saying a word.

Zhang Zilong sensed something was wrong and tentatively asked, "Manager Xie, is something amiss?"

Xie Yunqing remained silent for a long while before finally speaking, "The HR department just checked your file. You killed someone before? And the file for all those years after the murder has been blank."

Zhang Zilong's heart skipped a beat, and he silently nodded, his heart sinking. A bodyguard company wouldn't hire a murderer as a bodyguard, would it? Zhang Zilong sighed dejectedly, "I've taken up your time, so… I'll take my leave."

Zhang Zilong stood up to leave, but Xie Yunqing suddenly stopped him, "Wait a minute, can you tell me what happened?" Zhang Zilong didn't seem like a vicious and aggressive person, and Xie Yunqing genuinely didn't believe he would kill someone. Perhaps there was some hidden reason. Xie Yunqing also felt a certain affinity for Zhang Zilong, a young man whose strength was unfathomable yet who was particularly likable, and subconsciously wanted to help him.

Zhang Zilong smiled at Xie Yunqing and said:

“I killed him because that kid stole my brother’s woman. I think it’s all recorded in the police station’s file. As for why the file is blank after all these years, I can’t tell you. Look, brother, I respect you, so I’ll just tell you this. I hope you won’t tell anyone else. Some military units in the country are shady businesses,”

Zhang Zilong didn’t say it explicitly, but Xie Yunqing, a shrewd man, knew exactly what he was talking about. Xie Yunqing thought to himself, “No wonder. Only someone from those military units could make such a strong statement.

” “Okay.” Xie Yunqing nodded and said decisively, “I’ll go to the personnel department now. I’ll ask General Manager Zhao for leniency.”

Zhang Zilong shook his head and said, “Forget it, brother, you don’t need to beg for my sake. If this place doesn’t want me, there’s always another place that will.” Xie Yunqing

smiled and patted his shoulder, saying, “Silly boy, wait for me here.” Then he opened the door and left.

Zhang Zilong sat in the conference room smoking, feeling somewhat disheartened. His father could have easily erased the murder record from his file back then, but for some reason, he insisted on keeping it so Zhang Zilong would learn his lesson.

About half an hour later, Xie Yunqing returned, and Zhang Zilong hurriedly went to greet him.

"Sit, sit," Xie Yunqing said, leading Zhang Zilong to a seat.

Xie Yunqing smiled and said, "Brother Zilong, from now on we're family."

"Huh?" Zhang Zilong was taken aback, then overjoyed. He stood up, grasped Xie Yunqing's hand, and sincerely thanked him, "Brother Xie, thank you so much! I really don't know how to thank you enough." Zhang Zilong

's happiness infected Xie Yunqing, who laughed heartily and said, "Brother Zilong, you're too kind. If it weren't for your abilities, President Lin really wouldn't have agreed. It's all because of your strength."

Xie Yunqing cleared his throat and continued, "Starting tomorrow, you'll be a member of our center. The company will provide each bodyguard with a dedicated mobile phone, which must be kept on 24 hours a day, because there may be some emergencies. The company will also provide you with a motorcycle. Once you receive a notification, you must come as quickly as possible. As for the benefits..."

Upon hearing about the benefits he cared about most, Zhang Zilong quickly perked up his ears to listen carefully.

"...The probationary period is half a month, with a monthly salary of two thousand yuan. After the probationary period, the monthly salary will be six thousand yuan. As for the monthly bonus, it will be determined by the three supervisors based on your performance."

Xie Yunqing smiled and added, "Zilong, President Lin and Miss Lin admire you very much, so you must work hard."

"Thank you, President Lin, Miss Lin, and Supervisor Xie. I will do my best." Zhang Zilong quickly stood up and bowed slightly.

"Alright, alright, no need to be so polite. Just call me Brother Xie." Xie Yunqing was quite pleased with Zhang Zilong's respectful attitude, but he was also quite surprised by Zhang Zilong's demeanor. 'This young man is indeed from a special forces unit. He pretends to be a bit naive on the surface, but his demeanor is mature, and his actions and expressions are very smooth. What's more, he doesn't act pretentious at all. You can tell at a glance that he has been through a lot in society.'

Afterwards, Zhang Zilong went to the personnel department where Shen Zhe was to create a file. After finishing, he returned to the bodyguard team to officially report for duty. Led by Xie Yunqing, Fang Zizai arrived at the bodyguard team's training base.

The training ground was located on the 24th floor of the building. The spacious hall was filled with a dazzling array of equipment, both Chinese and Western, classical and modern. Bodyguards were training all around, some practicing boxing, some practicing leg techniques, some doing bench presses, and many doing 1/6 to 1/2 squats. Most were sparring on various boxing rings. At a glance, there were more than thirty bodyguards, all wearing tight vests and sports pants, and most of them had strong and muscular bodies.

Xie Yunqing introduced to Zhang Zilong, "This is our main training base. The main hall is for martial arts practice, and the surrounding areas are individual classrooms for simulated shooting, driving, and so on. We have frequent, unscheduled training sessions with instructors teaching bodyguard basics, the use of high-tech equipment, public relations etiquette..."

"Public relations etiquette?" Zhang Zilong couldn't help but interject, looking quite surprised. "Why would bodyguards need to learn public relations etiquette?"

Xie Yunqing explained with a smile, "Our Qilin clients are all people of status and influence. They come into contact with wealthy individuals, government officials, celebrities, and so on. They frequently visit high-end hotels and restaurants, and hold parties and receptions in villas. At such times, the bodyguards accompanying them need to understand some etiquette to avoid embarrassing themselves. You know, personal embarrassment is a small matter, but damaging the company's image is a big deal. In serious cases, it could even lead to job loss."

Zhang Zilong nodded repeatedly, surprised that there was so much to learn about bodyguarding. It seems that just being tough isn't enough. This job was hard-won and the pay was so good, he had to be diligent.

"Assemble!" Xie Yunqing shouted, clapping his hands vigorously at the bodyguards in training. Everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and assembled instantly, their movements swift, as if they had practiced countless times before.

Xie Yunqing nodded with satisfaction, then solemnly introduced Zhang Zilong to everyone. Zhang Zilong's name had already spread throughout the bodyguard team through Cheng Zi and others, but seeing him in person was still a bit of a shock.

Xie Yunqing noticed the confusion in their eyes, smiled understandingly, and didn't explain further. He simply introduced some of the more senior members of the bodyguard team to Zhang Zilong. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Xie Yunqing dismissed them. Xie Yunqing's introductions were too fast; Zhang Zilong only remembered two people: Deputy Supervisor Zhang Gang and Deputy Supervisor Liu Jian.

Zhang Gang was thirty years old, 1.75 meters tall, not particularly muscular but very sturdy. A former soldier, he practiced hard qigong and was quite skilled in it.

Liu Jian, 28 years old, was tall and strong, handsome and talented. A graduate of a famous martial arts school in Jiangnan Province, he had won the Jiangnan Province Sanda Championship three times in a row. Three years ago, after joining Yinfeng, he became Xie Yunqing's disciple, and his martial arts skills improved significantly.

Riding his brand-new motorcycle on the highway, Zhang Zilong felt incredibly cool. The motorcycle that Qilin provided for his bodyguards was a Honda Africa Twin 750. This long-distance endurance motorcycle had a large fairing, a tall and imposing appearance, superior quality, powerful engine, high durability, heavy weight, and a large fuel capacity. The downside was that it was too fuel-inefficient, but the company reimbursed 300 yuan for fuel every month, which should be enough.

Chapter Fifteen: The Young Lady Falls in Love with Me (Part 1)

Zhang Zilong is the kind of person who either doesn't do things at all, or he does them very seriously. The next morning, he drove out early on his cool motorcycle, wearing the special bodyguard uniform issued by the company—a suit. This suit wasn't an ordinary suit; it was specially designed by Qilin Company. It looked cool and didn't hinder his dexterity at all. On his first day at work, Zhang Zilong naturally got up early to shave off his stubble. After shaving, he felt completely different. He was only 24 years old, and without the stubble, Zhang Zilong's incredibly handsome face was fully revealed. He looked young, but there was an extraordinary aura between his brows. No woman could resist being captivated by Zhang Zilong's face, as evidenced by the countless women who turned to stare at him along the way.

When Zhang Zilong arrived at the company, there were hardly any other employees. The company was empty, and Zhang Zilong was all alone. Since he had nothing else to do, he figured he might as well exercise. Exercise might be a burden for others, but for Zhang Zilong, it was pure enjoyment. It was a habit he developed in the army; if he didn't exercise for three days, his body would feel incredibly uncomfortable.

Zhang Zilong took off his jacket, revealing his vest. Despite his seemingly frail appearance, once he took off his shirt, his well-defined muscles were fully revealed. These muscles weren't like those of bodybuilders, bulging out as if filled with water; his muscles were taut and hard, like iron, giving no doubt that they contained explosive power. Perhaps this was what Zhang Zilong himself meant by muscles that were ingrained in his bones.

Just as Zhang Zilong was about to go exercise, he heard a thumping sound, clearly the sound of high heels hitting the floor. Zhang Zilong turned around and wondered who could be at the company so early, especially a woman. To

Zhang Zilong's great surprise, the person who walked in was none other than the company's general manager, Lin Wanqing.

Lin Wanqing had a failed marriage before. Back then, she was just a pampered young lady who stayed at home. She met a man she was completely smitten with, and he treated her incredibly well. Lin Wanqing thought he was her life partner. However, one day, she saw him on the street with another woman. Lin Wanqing was devastated and immediately hired a detective agency to plant a listening device on him. Later, she overheard their conversation. It turned out that the Lin family was wealthy and powerful, but Lin Wanqing was their only daughter. The man had pursued her relentlessly because of this. Knowing the truth, Lin Wanqing was so angry she almost jumped off a building. Later, the man also discovered that Lin Wanqing had planted a listening device on him and knew everything about him. He started explaining himself to her every day, saying he was just a womanizer and that his words were just a lie. In truth, he genuinely loved her. Lin Wanqing, who was already head over heels in love with him, softened upon hearing this and immediately said she could forgive him. However, a knot remained in her heart. She refused to discuss marriage again, even refusing to hold hands with him—a simple act. The man immediately realized things were going badly; his plan to seize the family fortune was likely ruined. He devised a scheme to force the issue, secretly slipping an aphrodisiac into Lin Wanqing's drink during a meal. But Lin Wanqing immediately saw through it, and from that moment on, her heart was broken. It's said that the greatest heartbreak is a broken heart. After that, Lin Wanqing took over one of her father's businesses—the Qilin Bodyguard Company—and ran it successfully. She poured her heart and soul into her career. For years, she had never been seen being intimate with any man. It was clear to everyone that she had given up on men and was using her career to escape the shadows in her heart.

Lin Wanqing was always like this; she, the general manager, was always the first one to arrive at the company every day. She was used to the company being empty every time she came in. But today, she was taken aback. She actually saw the disheveled man who had just applied for the job yesterday, a man with a unique charm.

Lin Wanqing was astonished to see Zhang Zilong, who was wearing a tank top that revealed perfectly sculpted muscles. Especially his clean face, which was captivating. This was completely different from the disheveled Zhang Zilong of yesterday, who exuded a decadent and thuggish aura. Looking at his intoxicating muscles, Lin Wanqing couldn't help but blush, something that had never happened to Lin Wanqing, who had always been indifferent to men.

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