Strongest Guard

There were a total of four people at the head table. They were either naked or open, afraid that no one would be able to see the tattoos on their bodies.    

    

Unlike the tattooed paper that Lee Nanfang bought from the school supply store, they had real tattoos. They looked very frightening, but they would lose their color as long as they dipped their tattoos in the water for a few times.    

    

"Brat, I, Chicken brother, have been following you for a long time."    

    

Chicken brother looked Lee Nanfang up and down a few times, frowned and said, "He looks quite smooth, but he doesn't wear much. How long has it been since he last wore a new set of clothes? Do you want to buy a new set of clothes after eating your fill? "    

    

Lee Nanfang obviously wouldn't tell Chicken Bro that the clothes he was wearing were given to him by Suya Qier from Italy. Just a blue shirt was worth more than twenty thousand dollars.    

    

However, he was wearing the same clothes along the way and was too lazy to wash. Thus, he looked dirty and like a stall. It was no wonder that this chicken brother would say such words.    

    

Lee Nanfang smiled honestly. While he nodded, he was still staring at the beer on the table.    

    

"Little Wu, bring him a horse."    

    

After instructing his companion to bring a Maza for Lee Nanfang, the chicken brother pointed at the table and said in a heroic tone, "Eat, drink, eat as much as you can and drink as you can. This brother will pay for it for you!"    

    

Before Brother Chicken finished his sentence, Lee Nanfang had already picked up a few kebabs and stuffed them into his mouth. The meat was gone, leaving only the iron rod. After chewing a few times, he grabbed another bottle of beer and started gulping down the meat.    

    

All day long, nutritionists were on TV and in the newspapers. They said that eating kebabs and drinking cold beer hurt the body the most. However, Lee Nanfang liked it and wanted them to mind their own business.    

    

"Holy shit, he can eat that much?"    

    

Seeing Lee Nanfang eat a bunch of kebabs and drink two bottles of cold beer in the blink of an eye, the Chicken Brothers were a bit dumbfounded. However, they still waved their hands and shouted, "Boss, serve me some, give me some wine!"    

    

Within ten minutes, Lee Nanfang ate more than a hundred beers, six bottles of beer, belched, patted his stomach and asked the guy with stars in his eyes: "Have you got a cigarette? Give me one."    

    

Chicken brother immediately pushed the cigarette in front of him and lit it for him.    

    

Lee Nanfang let out a breath of smoke slowly and asked, "Tell me, who do you want me to beat up for?"    

    

"F * ck, how did you know?" Chicken brother was shocked.    

    

Lee Nanfang retorted, "Otherwise, would you care about me eating?"    

    

Xiao Wu could not help but ask, "Then why don't you think that we care about your food and drinks so you can pick up girls?"    

    

Lee Nanfang sneered and said, "Bro, you can say nineteen things about me in three minutes like you did just now, but please don't insult my IQ. Do I need you to treat me to a meal before trying to trick me into doing something as good as picking up girls? "    

    

"Well, you're right. Smart enough."    

    

The chicken brother gave a thumbs up and then pointed to the opposite side of the road. "See that lamppost on the left side of the newsstand? Did you see that lamppost?"    

    

Lee Nanfang turned his head and saw that across the road was Qingshan Hotel's car park. Under the street light pointed out by Brother Chicken, there was a new dark green SUV parked. He nodded and said: "I saw it."    

    

"Two choices. One, take this hammer and smash the front windshield."    

    

With a "dong" sound, Brother Chicken placed a hammer on the table.    

    

"Isn't that a new version of the Cadillac?" "It's too expensive. This hammer strike will cause a lot of trouble."    

    

Lee Nanfang said, "I'm so poor right now that I can't even eat. Why don't you tell me your second choice?"    

    

"You know what's good for you."    

    

Chicken brother praised, and said: "The second one is the one you guessed right, the one who used this thing to smash the owner's head — Brother, this friend of yours, I will make a promise. In the future, in Qingshan City, if anyone dares to bully you, you will take my Chicken brother's name.    

    

Lee Nanfang looked like he was looking forward to it. After hearing what he said, he asked: "What if I don't choose either of these two choices?"    

    

Xiao Wu picked up a bottle and smashed it on the table with a 'kacha' sound. The broken half of the bottle was aimed at his stomach, and he smiled sinisterly: "Simple, cut open your stomach, and take out the ones you ate."    

    

Lee Nanfang laughed. He liked men to use violence against him — that way, he would have a reason to eat for free. Just as he was about to grab Little Wu's wrist, someone hurried over from the other side of the road.    

    

F * ck, what a coincidence, I just ran into Lao Min in a fight.    

    

Lee Nanfang cursed in his heart. Just as he was about to greet him, he heard Uncle Min whisper, "Brother Chicken, Brother Chicken, they're full. They're about to come out. Are you guys ready?"    

    

Lee Nanfang did not expect Lao Min to know Chicken Bro, moreover, it seemed to be in the same group. Lee Nanfang's heart skipped a beat and he lowered his head.    

    

It was already dark now, and the front of the barbeque stall was filled with smoke. Compared to when he first met Lao Min, Lee Nanfang's hair was longer. Besides, he was sitting with Chicken Bro and the others, so Lao Min didn't notice him.    

    

Chicken Bro, who was angry at Lee Nanfang just now, sighed, "Aiya, Lao Min, it's not that Chicken Bro doesn't want to do anything, but it's really difficult to solve this problem. You said that the owner of the car was the new advertising director of your daughter's company, and that because you kept pestering your daughter to try to molest him, you paid your buddies to teach him a lesson in a fit of anger — and that's none of that. "    

    

Lao Min was stunned: "Then, Brother Chicken, what do you mean by that?"    

    

Chicken brother did not answer and asked, "That Meng guy, how many people will he have for dinner tonight?"    

    

"Three."    

    

"Yeah, when you went to look for your bro, you only taught that surnamed Meng a lesson. But you didn't say he had someone by his side."    

    

Chicken brother said awkwardly, "Think about it. Whether we smash cars or those with the surname Meng, will others care?"    

    

After Lao Min's family broke down, he had been to the martial arts world. He immediately knew what Chicken Bro meant by making things difficult for him. He clenched his teeth, took out a stack of bills, and slapped it on the table: "Add another five thousand yuan. If you're willing, then let's do it. If not, I didn't say anything!"    

    

Chicken brother grabbed the bill and stood up abruptly, "Cheers! Brothers, let's go. Lao Min, just hide here and watch. "Say, smashing a car or someone else?"    

    

"Smash him."    

    

Lao Min gritted his teeth again: "The one with broken arms and legs is the best, add another ten thousand."    

    

"Feels good. "F * cking hell, an outsider trying to bully my son and daughter? You must be tired of living."    

    

He grabbed Lee Nanfang's shoulder and dragged him to the other side of the road. He took out a stick from behind his waist and waved it in front of Lee Nanfang while threatening: "Brat, if you don't take action tonight, then don't blame us for bleeding you!"    

    

Actually, there was no need for him to be intimidated. After hearing Lao Min's words, Lee Nanfang would not stand by and do nothing. He pretended to go all out and snatched the stick away: "Fuck, isn't it just a flunky? "Later, tell me which one of them is surnamed Meng. If he dares to bully my children, I will kill him!"    

    

"Good, this is what a man should be like."    

    

Chicken brother was very pleased: "Lao Min said, the one wearing a plaid shirt is just that, you just need to beat him up, break his arm and run."    

    

While they were talking, the five of them arrived at the newsstand. They could see a few men chatting loudly, walking towards the car with frivolous steps. The man wearing a plaid shirt was surrounded in the middle, making him stand out.    

    

Do you see that? He's surnamed Meng, you hide the stick behind your back and walk with your head lowered as if nothing had happened, suddenly make a move, you have to take advantage of the moment when they are in a daze and panic, turn around and run, don't be afraid, go, we'll cover you here, after that you just run, we'll cover your back.    

    

When Brother Chicken pushed Lee Nanfang's back, Little Wu grinned and said: "Of course, you can also take this opportunity to escape, but I guarantee that even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you won't be able to escape from me!"    

    

Brother Chicken and the others took over Lao Min's job, but planned to find someone to do it for them. After all, they escaped faster than anyone else, and Lao Min didn't know that he wasn't in Brother Chicken's group. Even if he couldn't escape, he wouldn't implicate Brother Chicken and the others.    

    

What Brother Chicken paid was only a kebab and a few bottles of beer.    

    

Lee Nanfang sneered and reached out his hand.    

    

Chicken brother asked, "What do you mean?"    

    

"At least three thousand yuan. Fine, fine. Whatever you want to do to me, I won't do it."    

    

"Holy shit, you brat!"    

    

Xiao Wu glared and was about to get angry, but he was stopped by the chicken brother. He took out the stack of bills Lao Min gave him, but he did not order any money and instead took out half of it and slapped it onto Lee Nanfang's palm.    

    

The chicken brother could see that Lee Nanfang dared to ask for money, so he threw caution to the wind and wanted to break Meng's arms and legs.    

    

Although he felt sorry for the several thousand yuan that was given to him, but if it was really done, Lao Min still had ten thousand yuan, right?    

    

Only by being willing could he get it. Chicken brother understood this principle very well, and Lao Min also understood it.    

    

Just when Lao Min was stretching his neck and looking across the road, a red car stopped beside him with a screech. The car door opened and Min Rou jumped out, "Dad, what are you doing?!"    

    

Lao Min did not expect his daughter to come at this critical moment and was shocked: "What am I doing? Xiao Rou, why are you here? "    

    

"My mom heard you call someone and said you're going to hire someone to hit Meng Changxin tonight. I called you, but you wouldn't answer. We've only just had a few days of peace, and yet you — well! "    

    

Min Rou stomped her foot in anger, looked around, and whispered, "Where are those social hooligans you hired? Hurry up and get them to leave, so that they don't cause any trouble. If you were to be caught, you will be exposed. You are here to buy a murder case and you are going to jail! "    

    

After hearing his daughter's words, Lao Min was a little scared: "I, I didn't see that Meng fella playing hooligan with you. He came from a big place, so I wanted to teach him a lesson."    

    

"I will take care of my own matters. Let me ask you, where is he?"    

    

"Over there — ah, the police are here?"    

    

Lao Min raised his hand and pointed to the opposite side of the street. Then, he saw a police car slowly driving towards them.    

    

What made him even more flustered was that Chicken brother's side had already started attacking.    

    

He had seen with his own eyes that one of Brother Chicken's men had swung a stick and viciously hit Meng's arm. The screams had reached them, and Brother Chicken and the rest of the men hiding behind the newsstand had dashed west as soon as the police car appeared.    

    

"It's … it's over. It's … it's over."    

    

Min Rou was also frightened to the point that her face had turned pale. She looked at the police officer who had stopped and muttered.    

    

Lee Nanfang wasn't afraid, it was just a little unexpected that the patrol car came at the right time. The key point was that all three of his companions surnamed Meng were tough. When he suddenly smashed down with his stick, they weren't scared senseless.    

    

F * ck, what kind of great figure was this Meng guy? He even had a bodyguard following him?    

    

Lee Nanfang cursed. He twisted his body and dodged a foot, then jumped onto the car from between the other two. The stick smashed down again and the front windshield of the new car shattered.