Hong Kong film: The cop backs down, the ladies beg me to check his license.

Chen Taotao sighed softly, his tone tinged with worry: "I don't mean to pry into your privacy, but I just feel that you're acting a little strange today, like you have something on your mind."

Fang Ting forced a smile and changed the subject, saying, "Perhaps when the time is right, I will tell you about my situation."

"It's getting late, I should head back. We'll meet at the exchange tomorrow morning."

Chen Taotao nodded and politely said "Good night".

Watching Fang Ting's departing figure, he was filled with doubt! What secrets was Fang Ting hiding?

He suddenly remembered a saying: A warm-hearted man can only ever be a backup option.

Perhaps, to her, I was just a trustworthy colleague.

On the other side, Luo Tianhong led two people into Ye Tian's villa and said respectfully, "Boss, these two were introduced by Brother Fu. He said they are temporary bodyguards for you, and adjustments will be made after Brother Fu returns."

Ye Tian glanced at Luo Tianhong, his tone teasing: "Look at Xiao Fu's efficiency, and then look at yours, it's like night and day."

"I asked you to do something, but you dragged your feet and got nowhere. Xiao Fu stepped in and found me two capable assistants."

Luo Tianhong muttered somewhat resentfully, "I've only been working with the boss for a short time, so I lack experience. Once I'm more familiar with things, my efficiency will definitely be no worse than Xiao Fu's!"

Ye Tian stopped teasing him and turned his gaze to the Wang Jianjun and Wang Jianguo brothers.

The two men were tall and straight, with postures as upright as pine trees. Every move they made exuded the competence and composure unique to soldiers. Their eyes were sharp and firm, and they were clearly not ordinary people.

Ye Tian nodded inwardly! As expected, someone who has been on the battlefield and seen blood has a different aura.

Wang Jianjun stepped forward first and said respectfully, "Boss, we were introduced by Brother Fu. My name is Wang Jianjun, and this is my younger brother, Wang Jianguo."

Ye Tian raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised, and asked, "Are you brothers?"

Wang Jianjun smiled and shook his head: "No, it's just a coincidence that we share the same surname, Wang."

"Zhang, Wang, Li, Zhao, Liu were everywhere. In that era, names like Jianjun, Jianguo, Weidong, and Weiguo were so common, full of the imprint of the times."

Ye Tian looked at Wang Jianjun and felt he looked somewhat familiar. Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he asked, "Compared to Xiao Fu, who is more skilled in martial arts between you two?"

Wang Jianguo immediately shook his head and said sincerely, "I can't compare to Brother Fu. Brother Fu's skills are superb; I'm far behind."

"However, my brother Jianjun's skills are probably on par with Brother Fu's, and in some aspects, he might even be better than Brother Fu."

Upon hearing this, Luo Tianhong immediately shouted, "Liar! Brother Fu is the most powerful expert I've ever seen. How could anyone be more powerful than him?"

He had been practicing boxing with Lin Fu since he was a child and greatly admired Lin Fu's skills, so he naturally did not believe that anyone could surpass Lin Fu.

Wang Jianguo's face turned red with anxiety, and he quickly defended himself, saying, "We're not lying, I'm telling the truth. You can ask my brother if you don't believe me!"

Ye Tian revealed a playful smile and said to Wang Jianjun, "Jianjun, since Tianhong doesn't believe you, you should teach him a lesson and let him know that there are always people more capable than you, and that there is always something beyond your understanding."

"This kid is always thinking about becoming the best in the world. He's too arrogant. He needs to be given a setback and tempered."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "Show your true skills, don't hold back. This kid only cares about strength. Only when you beat him into submission will he respect you."

Luo Tianhong's eyes widened in disbelief as she said, "Boss, you really believe he can beat me?"

"I've trained with Brother Fu for so many years. Even if I can't beat Brother Fu, I shouldn't lose to a stranger, right?"

Ye Tian chuckled and said, "Jianjun, you saw that? This kid's still not convinced. We need to teach him a lesson!"

Luo Tianhong was holding back a lot of anger. He really couldn't understand why there were so many masters in the world. Could it be that anyone could be more powerful than him?

He was not convinced!

Luo Tianhong said loudly, "Okay! If he can beat me, I'll call him 'Brother Jun' and listen to him from now on!"

In contrast, Wang Jianjun was much more composed. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Boss, are we really going to make a move? We're here to be bodyguards, not to fight."

Ye Tian's expression turned serious, and he said earnestly, "Xiao Fu should have already told you that when working for me, strength is the most important thing."

"I need to know your true abilities before I can assign you suitable positions."

"If you have the ability, then show it openly and honestly. Don't hide it. This is also a way of taking responsibility for yourselves."

Wang Jianjun nodded and said firmly, "Understood! Don't worry, boss, I'll show you my true abilities."

After saying that, he turned to Luo Tianhong, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said, "Brother Tianhong, be careful!"

Wang Jianjun is a calm and collected person, but his actions are anything but calm; on the contrary, they are as fast as lightning and extremely ruthless.

Luo Tianhong only felt a blur before his eyes, and Wang Jianjun had already rushed in front of him, his iron fists aimed straight for his temples. The moves were simple and clear, but each one was deadly.

This fighting style is practically a life-or-death struggle!

Luo Tianhong felt a chill run down her spine and dared not be careless in the slightest. She quickly focused her mind and countered each move.

The more he fought, the more terrified he became! Wang Jianjun's moves were devoid of any fancy flourishes; every punch and kick was aimed directly at vital points: temples, philtrum, throat, chest, groin, joints...

Not a single move was superfluous, nor was any move held back; it was a fight to the death!

The two exchanged blows, but after only a dozen or so moves, with a muffled thud, Wang Jianjun ultimately showed some mercy, kicking Luo Tianhong in the arm and sending him flying several meters away.

Luo Tianhong scrambled to his feet, a sharp pain shooting through his arm, but his eyes gleamed with even greater excitement as he roared, "I refuse to accept this! I was careless just now. Let's fight with weapons! I'm sure I can beat you with weapons!"

Before Wang Jianjun could speak, Ye Tian interrupted his clamor: "Forget it, there's no need to compete."

"The weapons used by Jianjun are too dangerous; they should not be used lightly unless it is a matter of life and death."

Luo Tianhong, neck stiff with indignation, retorted, "Do you think his weapon is more dangerous than my sword? My sword is a treasure that can cut through iron like mud!"

Seeing his stubborn expression, Ye Tian said to Wang Jianjun, "Jianjun, since he doesn't believe you, show him your weapon."

Wang Jianjun nodded, then reached behind him and pulled a weapon from his waist, holding it in his hand.

Luo Tianhong stared intently, and instantly fell silent, his arrogant demeanor vanishing without a trace.

That's a triangular bayonet!

This thing may seem simple in structure, but it is actually a real weapon of mass destruction. As long as it is stabbed into a person, even if it does not hit a vital spot, just a wound can cause massive bleeding. With the added rotation and destruction, even a god would be unable to save the person.

Those who dare to use such weapons are definitely top-notch masters of close combat, decisive and ruthless in killing.

Luo Tianhong was speechless. Although he was young, he knew the power of the triangular bayonet. Although his own sword was sharp, it was nothing in the face of such a deadly weapon in a life-or-death struggle.

The blue-haired young man, true to his word, took a deep breath and respectfully greeted Wang Jianjun, "Brother Jun!"

Wang Jianjun quickly waved his hand and said humbly, "You flatter me, Brother Tianhong. I just have a few more years of practical experience than you."

Luo Tianhong suddenly became excited, her eyes gleaming with fanaticism: "Brother Jun, can I challenge you once a month from now on? I must surpass you, surpass Brother Fu, and become the number one in the world!"

Wang Jianjun was stunned, his head full of question marks! This kid, he's still so excited even after being defeated? He really is a martial arts fanatic.

Ye Tian explained with a smile, "Tianhong's ambition is to become the best in the world. When Xiao Fu was around, he would challenge Xiao Fu three times a month, determined to surpass Xiao Fu."

Wang Jianjun suddenly realized and said seriously, "Brother Tianhong, you have high aspirations, which is a good thing, but you can't rush things when practicing martial arts."

"You are still young and your body is not fully developed yet. The most important thing is to take good care of your body and lay a solid foundation."

"Once your body is healthy, your strength, technique, and movements will naturally improve. You can't force growth, otherwise you'll easily damage your foundation and end up losing more than you gain."