Stay Home Daddy: I Was Reborn After My Daughter Passed Away
Chapter 545: Five hundred forty Past events_1

Chapter 545: Five hundred forty Past events_1

When Boss Gu finished speaking earnestly,

the corners of their mouths twitched twice.

Ruffians? Hoodlums? Is that all?

There was no need for them in such a situation; a few students from a martial arts school would suffice.

"Of course, you mustn’t take this lightly, the other party might also hire some professionals."

Boss Gu was worried that they would relax too much over time and forget the existence of danger.

If that happened, all his preparations would be in vain.

Seeing Boss Gu’s concern, Broken Brow vowed, "We’ve all undergone professional training and will never let our guard down, no matter the situation."

The others echoed promptly.

"You can rest assured in terms of professionalism, Boss Gu, no crisis will escape the watch of my eyes," said a man with a piercing gaze to Boss Gu.

He was full of confidence, and as Boss Gu looked into his eyes, he indeed spotted something special in them.

"Then all six of you should make preparations and come to my place tomorrow," Boss Gu said without wasting a word.

None of them had any objections.

Considering Boss Gu’s sincerity and generosity, no one could find fault.

Afterward, Boss Gu got to know them better and learned their code names.

Bizarrely, the name of the man with the broken brows was actually Broken Brow, and his role in the team was reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance.

There was another called Hawkeye, with duties very similar to Broken Brow, the only difference being that Hawkeye’s main responsibility was observation.

According to their conversation, Hawkeye used to be an observer for a sniper initially.

Code-named Iron Bull, he was the most muscular in the team, and when Boss Gu looked at him, he truly resembled a bull, especially with the nose that seemed larger than the mouth. Within the team, he was the powerhouse. As they said, whether it was tough or tiresome work, it was always right to depend on Iron Bull.

Code-named Landlubber, you might think he shied away from water, but he was actually the best swimmer in the group, capable of holding his breath for up to twenty minutes without any equipment.

With extensive diving experience and tremendous courage, they said he once worked on a sea operation.

When they reached a deep-sea area, Landlubber, with too much time on his hands, dived with a shovel to scrape barnacles off a whale.

Code-named Poison Hand, he was the best in close combat within the team, proficient with all sorts of melee weapons, but his fists were what he was best at.

Iron Bull might not have killed a cow, but Poison Hand genuinely did kill one and even took on a wild boar head-on, which resulted in a month-long hospital stay.

Then there was the last one, the most reticent of the six.

Yet, Boss Gu’s intuition told him this man was also the deepest in schemes.

His code name was simple: Smelly Tinker.

According to them, Smelly Tinker held no specific position in the team but acted like a strategist.

If there had to be a label, he was the commander of the team.

Whether it was during exercises or actual combat, with Smelly Tinker’s strategies, the team had never lost.

The few losses during exercises were only because the opposition carried out heavy fire coverage, resulting in their unavoidable defeat.

After getting to know them thoroughly, Boss Gu realized they indeed were all-round talents.

Entrusting Ji Pianran and her daughter to such a capable team, Boss Gu could truly be at ease.

After their chat concluded and it was nearing afternoon, Boss Gu had other matters to attend to and couldn’t stay any longer.

He gave them his contact information and his home address, requesting them to come over at five o’clock in the morning the next day.

Starting tomorrow, he could completely trust them to protect Ji Pianran and her daughter.

He would then be free to focus entirely on his work, knowing that as long as they weren’t threatened, nothing else would pose a problem to him.

They took Boss Gu’s ten thousand yuan and left, each one of them full of spirit.

Being able to get money and also the prospect of earning more, of course, made them very happy.

In fact, Ji Pianran could tell that their market was not very good.

The reason is simple, don’t the wealthy these days need bodyguards?

The answer is no, nowadays, the richer someone is, the more they need bodyguards.

Because of the current social unrest, there are many riff-raff around the streets.

Rich people, in order to protect their own safety, often spend money to hire a good number of bodyguards.

It’s common to see in the newspapers that some nouveau riche is surrounded by seven or eight burly men in black suits.

Some people don’t hire bodyguards at all, instead they start training their own confidants, forming all sorts of messy small organizations.

With such strong abilities, would their small team not find someone to hire them?

There has to be a story behind it, and while he didn’t know what exactly was the situation with those six, Old Yuan certainly did.

Now, only Ji Pianran and Old Yuan were left at the dining table.

At that time, Old Yuan sat there, drinking.

He seemed to have something to say, but didn’t know where to begin.

"What’s wrong?" Ji Pianran asked proactively.

Old Yuan, hearing Ji Pianran’s question, opened his mouth but didn’t make a sound.

It took a while before Old Yuan finally said, "Actually, there’s something I didn’t mention earlier."

Ji Pianran pricked up his ears, ready to hear what he had to say.

"Actually, we weren’t just discharged, our identities were revoked," Old Yuan said with a sigh.

Ji Pianran knew that once he started talking, there was definitely a story to tell.

"Back then, we went out on a mission together to protect a rich businessman.

This businessman was in Harbor City, and you could say he was the local magnate, possessing a not insignificant power.

An assassination was expected according to intelligence, so all six of us were to guard him closely.

We thought it would be somebody significant, someone coming alone to assassinate him.

But unexpectedly, it turned out to be a sixteen-year-old boy."

Old Yuan got to this point, habitually lighting up a cigarette for himself.

He exhaled a ring of smoke and then continued in a relaxed tone, "After we captured him, we conducted an interrogation as usual, although according to the procedure, this was not part of it.

This boy wasn’t a professionally trained assassin; he was the previous owner of the villa.

After our meticulous questioning, we finally found out that the businessman had colluded with some local unclean organizations back in the day.

He murdered the boy’s father and took over their house and business."

Hearing this, Ji Pianran furrowed his brows; there turned out to be so many twists and turns in this story.

"Afterwards, we couldn’t contain our sense of justice and let the kid go; it was the only thing we could do.

If we didn’t let him go, that businessman would definitely have not spared him."

"Because we let the kid go, all seven of us were directly expelled," he continued.

After listening to Old Yuan, Ji Pianran actually felt quite sympathetic towards him, because they had done a just thing.

But unexpectedly, Old Yuan immediately went on to say.