After hearing Xiang Xiao's words, Xue Zong could completely stuff an egg in his mouth. He thought this was too fake, it was a completely contrary to the laws of science. A knife could cut a bullet. How could such a thing happen? This is an urban novel, not a fantasy novel. You should know that few people's brain reaction speed can keep up with the speed of bullets. Perhaps some people can really react the moment the bullet comes out of the gun, but even such a physical movement cannot keep up with the speed of bullets. In other words, even if a person knows that the bullets are flying towards him, it is impossible for them to avoid it.

Since you can't even hide, you won't even say you can predict the bullet's route, adjust your posture, and then swing your knife to hit the bullet just right. So Xue Zong thought that Xiang Xiao was completely nonsense. Not to mention anything else, even if you put a bullet on the table and someone to chop it with a knife, it wouldn't be able to cut it. What kind of material is needed to split the bullet? How much arm strength is required?

"I said to Boss, there should be a limit to joking. Although I know that Boss Ye's sword skills are very powerful, no matter how powerful it is, it will not be able to cut the bullets open. Do you really think he is Inuyasha or Sesshomaru? Let's talk about it seriously. Look at how I'll send Boss Ye a M4A1-S?" Xue Zong took out a gun from his bag and fiddled with it.

"Why don't you give him a Gatlin directly, and then we are driving the main battle tank. Can you use your brain? We are protecting the people and pulling out the murderer. Besides, they are holding a birthday party. Do you think we may be walking around with live ammunition? Just prepare two pistols." Xiang Xiao replied with all the wine in his hand.

"What should I do with the remaining weapons? It costs money. Wouldn't it be a pity if I don't use them?" Xue Zong said reluctantly as he looked at the bed of guns and ammunition.

"Why don't you eat it?" Xiang Xiao made a very constructive comment.

Time flies???Okay, it’s actually the next morning.

The bright sunlight shone into the room through the gaps in the curtains. Ye Yifan, who was shining on his face by a ray of sunlight, struggled to open his fishy sleepy eyes. The sequelae of the hangover still had not completely subsided, and his head was now hurting very much!

Ye Yifan, who was rubbing his temples, suddenly found that his stomach was pressing on one leg, a fair and smooth thigh. The legs were round and tight, and there was no trace of fat at all. His fair skin was full of luster. What was even more commendable was that there were almost no leg hair on it.

"This should be a woman's leg." With years of experience, Ye Yifan immediately noticed this. At this moment, a jade arm hit the side without any warning and hit Ye Yifan's chest. Looking at the other party's fair and slender hands, Ye Yifan thought again in his mind: "This should be a woman's hand."

Ye Yifan raised his hand and gently placed it on the other person's thigh. His fingers slid on the other person's legs rhythmically. From time to time, he would gently tap on it with his index finger and middle finger.

"It's good elasticity, it should be a girl's thigh." While thinking about Ye Yifan's hand, he started to fumble upward from the other party's knee. His hand was first placed on the other party's knee. Slowly, Ye Yifan's hand moved from the other party's knee to the other party's bend, and then moved up step by step from the leg bend. While feeling the perfect elastic Ye Yifan's hand was approaching the other party's buttocks step by step.

Finally, Ye Yifan finally got his wish and climbed up to the other party's buttocks as he wished. That's fine. After putting his hand on it, he pinched it twice in a very unhonest way. "Go, this elasticity is so good!" Ye Yifan closed his eyes and said in his heart.

"Bang, hooligan!" Then, a loud slap sounded from the room and an angry voice from a girl.

Ye Yifan sat on the dining table and touched his face depressedly. He could see that there was a five finger mark on his face. The person who made this mark on Ye Yifan was Song Jia, who was sitting opposite Ye Yifan, lowering his head and eating breakfast without making a sound.

"I really didn't mean it. You know that when a person wakes up, his brain is not clear. To a certain extent, he will be in a wonderful state that seems to be awake but not awake. At this time, all the actions he does are in the dream, and it is uncountable!" This is the twelfth time that Ye Yifan has explained what happened this morning.

"Your explanation is really naive. If you follow your statement, what dream are you doing? Do you also need to make grabbing actions in the dream? And I have also grabbed it several times!" Song Jia sneered at Ye Yifan's explanation. She felt that this was completely Ye Yifan's excuse!

"Of course, I dreamed of giving someone a massage in my dream. You know how to do it. So it's completely reasonable for me to do that move!" Since Ye Yifan had thought of the excuse, he would definitely not raise a stone to shoot himself in the foot. After Song Jia finished speaking, he immediately gave a very reasonable explanation.

"Okay, I don't want to mention that anymore. Are you full? If you are full, hurry up and clean up and let's go!" Song Jia wiped his mouth with a napkin.

"Setting out? What are you doing?" Ye Yifan quickly stuffed a few slices of bread into his mouth.

"Of course I went to pick up the guests. Although the dinner will only be held in the evening, because there are many guests invited this time, many people will come in the morning. Grandpa said that some people need me to go out to receive them." Big family is big family, and there are so many things to hold a birthday party.

Since he became someone else's bodyguard, Ye Yifan could not make excuses to go. After washing it for a while, Ye Yifan reluctantly cheered up and accompanied Song Jia to the place where he received the guests. At this time, there were already people from the Song family here to receive distinguished guests. It was not someone else, it was Song Tao and Song Song.

When Song Tao saw Ye Yifan coming in, his face flashed with anger, but soon a hypocritical smile appeared on his face. It seemed that Song Qian's education for them was not in vain yesterday.

"It's so early for cousin Song Jia to come. I thought you would come here at noon. Why did Brother Ye get up so early? Didn't you get along well at night?" Song Tao came up and said to Ye Yifan, while he glanced at Ye Yifan's lower body with the corner of his eyes.

Ye Yifan of course knew that Song Tao meant to mock him, and when he thought of this, Ye Yifan couldn't help but curse in his heart, "Damn your sister!".

As soon as Ye Yifan finished cursing in his heart, Song Jia, who was beside him, sneezed fiercely.

Ye Yifan felt secretly happy.
Chapter completed!