Strongest Guard

A man who was in love with something, who stood idly by while he encountered difficulties he had never encountered before, who was discouraged and worried that he would wear a green hat in the future — for a long time neither man nor woman spoke, staring at the television.    

    

Only when the TV showed an advertisement that might have invited a lunatic to advertise and Yue Zitong shouted that a certain brand of sanitary towel was a man's favorite did Yue Zitong reach out for the remote control and press the power button to shut down the phone.    

    

"Sleep!"    

    

Throwing the remote onto the sofa, Yue Zitong stood up and quickly walked up the stairs. That annoying voice sounded again behind her back. She turned around and saw Lee Nanfang switched on the TV again. He was watching the commercial with curiosity.    

    

"I already said that I'm going to sleep, why are you still watching?"    

    

Annoyed, Yue Zitong raised her hand and slapped the banister.    

    

Lee Nanfang looked up and said, "I'm not sleepy --"    

    

"Even if you're not tired, you still have to go to sleep."    

    

"Why?"    

    

"Because I want to sleep, so you have to go to bed with me. Is that a good reason?"    

    

Yue Zitong was extremely aggrieved in her heart. If Lee Nanfang dared to disobey her, he would definitely be treated as a punching bag.    

    

Perhaps, she hoped that Lee Nanfang would shake his head and ask for her to mind his own business. That way, she would be able to jump down like a tigress and bash him in the face. That way, her heart would feel much better.    

    

Lee Nanfang immediately turned off the TV and stood up to carefully suggest: "Should we go to the gym and exercise for a bit?"    

    

Yue Zitong's villa had a professional gym with a full set of fitness equipment, treadmills, sandbags, and even a small boxing ring.    

    

When Lee Nanfang first came to live here, he was deeply impressed by Aunt Yue's attention to fitness, but he didn't see her there. He only found out that those things were just for show.    

    

"The gym?"    

    

Yue Zitong seemed to have forgotten that there was still a gym at home. After Lee Nanfang reminded her, she came to her senses, turned around and quickly ran up the stairs. A few minutes later, she came out wearing a tight black gym suit.    

    

Lee Nanfang wasn't in the living room anymore, and Yue Zitong didn't care about him anymore. She just wanted to rush into the gym and beat up the sandbags like a madman.    

    

Just as he reached the door, he heard Xiaolong Li's shout: "Ouch! Ouch!"    

    

Lee Nanfang had already put on his boxing gloves and was crazily kicking towards the sandbag. Every time he punched and kicked, he would scream. After Yue Zitong came in, she would even rub her nose with her hand.    

    

Even though he was shrieking horribly and looked very fierce, his boxing skills were incredibly bad. After smiling at Yue Zitong, he punched the sandbag heavily, but it was all for nothing. He could not control his momentum and fell face first onto the ground.    

    

He actually made a mistake in front of a beautiful lady. This made him angry from embarrassment. He got up and lifted his leg, and with a seemingly powerful and heavy side kick, he kicked the sandbag.    

    

Lee Nanfang actually kicked the sandbag away with full strength, which made him proud. Like the gorilla, he pounded his chest with both hands, raised his head and opened his mouth towards the sky, just as he was about to yell out 'who dares to fight with me to the death', the sandbag that flew away flew back and smashed on his back with a bang, which perfectly explained the dog's instinctive action after seeing the meat and bones.    

    

In the past, Yue Zitong would definitely have laughed out loud. But now, she looked at him with disdain and lightly said, "Scram."    

    

Lee Nanfang was very obedient. He rolled far away before finally getting up from the ground.    

    

After putting on the gloves, Yue Zitong shouted and jumped up, kicking the sandbag. With a dull bang, the sandbag unexpectedly swung out even more than Lee Nanfang's kick.    

    

As the sandbags drifted back, Jack shouted, "Watch out!"    

    

Before he could finish his sentence, Yue Zitong, who had her back facing the sandbag, twisted her body and kicked again. She hit the sandbag directly and flipped backward using the rebound force.    

    

Clap, clap, clap. Taking off his boxing gloves, Lee Nanfang's eyes were filled with stars of worship as he desperately applauded Yue Zitong who was hitting and kicking towards the sandbag.    

    

Lee Nanfang's applause and facial expressions greatly satisfied the girl's vanity and became more and more spirited. He treated that sandbag as Loong Zaikong, putting his life on the line and started to sweat profusely.    

    

"Expert! This is a true expert! Aunt Yue's might!"    

    

While Lee Nanfang was flattering Yue Zitong, his aunt suddenly raised her hand to support the sandbag. She turned around and made a left hook at him. "You, come here."    

    

"What for?"    

    

Lee Nanfang was confused.    

    

"Put on your gloves and fight a few rounds with me."    

    

As she spoke, Yue Zitong walked quickly to the boxing ring, pulled down the rope, and jumped onto it.    

    

"Ah, you want me to fight a few rounds with you?"    

    

Lee Nanfang pointed at his nose and asked, "Do, do you think I know how to fight?"    

    

"Stop nagging, hurry up, I'll teach you!"    

    

Yue Zitong's face was filled with impatience. Her fists collided heavily against each other as she jumped up from the stage. Her steps were light and agile, her posture erratic. One could tell that she was an expert with a single glance.    

    

Under Aunt Yue's urging, Lee Nanfang had no choice but to climb onto the boxing stage and imitate her by shaking his head and jumping around.    

    

"Have you ever done boxing before?"    

    

"Nope."    

    

"Do you know what a straight punch is, and what a straight punch is?"    

    

"I don't know."    

    

"What a pig — well, tonight I'll teach you straight fists and punches. Remember, I never like to repeat myself. If you can't remember, don't leave it to me. "    

    

The basic movements of boxing, such as straight punch, swing punch, hook punch (left hook punch, upper hook punch), sliding steps, were all composed. When big guys watched boxing matches, they would often hear the words "group boxing", which was a combination of these different kinds of boxing moves.    

    

In this sport, it is important to perform all kinds of punches, but the coordination of movements is also indispensable. Yue Zitong only wants to vent her anger by beating people up. After explaining a few punches to Lee Nanfang, she 'forgot' to teach him the basics of sliding steps.    

    

"Have you remembered it?"    

    

"No, can you say one more time, ah, no, say it a few more times?"    

    

"Just once!"    

    

"But I don't remember."    

    

"I can only blame you for your fate."    

    

Yue Zitong smiled sinisterly as she placed her left fist under her chin and her right next to her ear. "Come, since you're a junior, I'll let you hit me first — Kam, cup wall!"    

    

Since they already said it, baby, how could Lee Nanfang be so embarrassed to refuse, he just threw a punch straight at them.    

    

At the same time, her right fist flew out like a viper, landing right on Lee Nanfang's left chin. With a bang, Lee Nanfang fell onto the stage on his back like a broken wooden stake.    

    

After beating Lee Nanfang up with one punch, Yue Zitong became even more energetic. She continuously jumped around Lee Nanfang while pointing with her left fist. She signaled him to get up quickly and experience her punches and kicks once again.    

    

If Lee Nanfang didn't get up, he might as well lie on the ground and don't get up after shouting.    

    

Without holding back, Yue Zitong kicked his ribs one after another.    

    

This damned girl was trained by the regular system when she was in the country security. She knew where to kick hurt the most, so she didn't look like she was barefooted. Instead, she kicked her body like a awl.    

    

Bang! He was once again knocked to the ground. This time the force was obviously stronger than before. The corner of his mouth was broken.    

    

"F * ck, do you take laozi as that idiot Loong Zaikong?    

    

Jack jumped up again, angry, cursing.    

    

"Yes, just like that!"    

    

Yue Zitong screamed and punched him again, knocking him to the ground.    

    

"If you have the ability, go find him. What's the big deal about always beating this daddy up!"    

    

"I don't dare, and I can't either. I can only imagine you as him — get up!"    

    

Yue Zitong shouted and kicked wildly, seemingly in a frenzy. "Kam, Cup Walls, Kam!"    

    

Lee Nanfang had no choice but to get up again. This time, Yue Zitong didn't let him punch first.    

    

Seeing that it wasn't easy for her either, although Lee Nanfang could play the fool with her, he would never be treated as Loong Zaikong that she couldn't afford to offend.    

    

Lee Nanfang tilted his head and dodged the punch. His right fist swung out and accurately hit Yue Zitong's left temple.    

    

Yue Zitong's eyes immediately rolled back as if she was hit by a high voltage wire. Her body fell straight backwards. Lee Nanfang reached out and held her in his arms just in time.    

    

He could knock her out without leaving any concussion or sequelae. If he did not, if he allowed her to go on like this, she might very well go berserk, causing her mind to be damaged.    

    

"No wonder the old man said that a woman's greatest ability is to be cruel to her own people. The more you care about her, the more unscrupulous her injuries become." "Isn't it just Loong Zaikong, a trash-like existence. As for worrying you to the point of going crazy, you still want to knit a green hat for laozi."    

    

Lee Nanfang looked at Yue Zitong who had quieted down in his arms. His left hand slowly slid down from her eyelids. It swept across her nose, mouth, chin and neck and stopped in front of her chest.    

    

It was said that Aunt Yue had taken off her gloves in front of him twice already, and he didn't even have the chance to try it, which was indeed very depressing. However, Lee Nanfang didn't want to offend her when she was unconscious, so he could only sigh regretfully and help her take off her gloves before walking down the boxing stage while carrying her in his arms.    

    

Lee Nanfang carried her to the bed in the bedroom and covered her with a blanket. Then, he walked out, leaned over the railing and took out his phone.    

    

After the black scorpion's failure, her bounty was raised by another hundred thousand dollars. It seemed like her employer would not stop until she was killed. However, so far, no one had accepted the bounty.    

    

For any Professional Killer, it would be a big shock if two groups of assassins came to kill Yue Zitong. Not to mention the couple, even before they came to Qingshan, they were all killed in broad daylight in their home country of the United States.    

    

It was done by Ye Xiaodao, leaving a unique mark on the skull, which created the illusion that Black Ghost was everywhere. He warned the killers who had set their eyes on Yue Zitong that before they wanted to get the flower red, they had better consider whether they could avoid Black Ghost, even if they could get the flower red and not live to spend it in the future.    

    

In just half a month, the deaths of five Professional Killer s made Yue Zitong much more eye-catching in the world of assassins. She began to guess who she was and why Black Ghost was able to protect her.