Strongest Guard

Lee Nanfang thought that work had no difference between noble and lowly, but the bodyguards of noble people did not think so.    

    

After clarifying that he had left due to his dissatisfaction with his change of clothes, the head bodyguard was both angry and amused. Damn it, since when did he become a duck, and he even dares to act so arrogantly?    

    

Without needing the head bodyguard's order, two bodyguards already caught up and grabbed Lee Nanfang's shoulder.    

    

Just as their fingers touched the shoulder clothes, Lee Nanfang suddenly bent down, bent his elbow and fiercely pushed his way out. With a muffled bang, the two bodyguards simultaneously let out a muffled groan. They held their hands to their chests and staggered backward, squatting on the ground.    

    

"You dare to hit me?"    

    

The third bodyguard screamed as he saw the scene and pounced over.    

    

There was definitely something wrong with this person's IQ. What rule forbade male PR officers to hit people?    

    

His speed was very fast, but the speed of his retreat was even faster. With a loud crash, he crashed into the door of the private room, smashing it open and directly flew into room 919.    

    

"Brother Ye, you —"    

    

The fact that Lee Nanfang was able to defeat three professional bodyguards in the blink of an eye shocked Manager Ma. Just as he opened his mouth to say these words, he saw the head bodyguard throw his right hand and a shiny black pistol appeared in it.    

    

The night arena was not afraid of anyone making trouble, especially when it was Boss Wu of Jindi Club. He had a deep background, and when the competition started, what kind of strong person would he be, Manager Ma, that he had not seen before?    

    

But in all these years, he had never seen anyone bring a gun to the clubhouse.    

    

That was not a toy gun, but a real gun! A real gun! With a single pull of the trigger, the bullet would whizz out of the muzzle. No matter how high your skill was, your head would still explode from a single shot.    

    

He really was a person of great background. Even bodyguards were qualified to carry guns with them.    

    

Lee Nanfang half turned around, coldly looking at the back of the bodyguard leader's right hand. As long as there were some veins bulging on the back of his hand, he would immediately jump up and put his toes on the wall of the corridor, performing the peerless martial arts of 'Swallow Three Splits in the Water' — sometimes, if he didn't act cool, he might really die.    

    

"Zhang Han, stop."    

    

Just as the chief bodyguard pursed his lips, a cold and arrogant yet very pleasant sounding voice of a woman came out from the room.    

    

The head bodyguard called Zhang Han immediately complied and put away his gun.    

    

"A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. My lady, this is definitely a misunderstanding."    

    

Manager Ma, whose forehead was already covered in cold sweat, said with a trembling voice as he walked towards the door of the room. He wanted to explain, but Zhang Han raised his hand to block his path and said with a deep voice, "Stand back."    

    

"Yes, yes."    

    

Manager Ma didn't even dare to fart as he quickly stepped back and explained with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, I don't have any other intentions. I just want to explain. Please don't misunderstand."    

    

"There's no need to explain."    

    

A cold and arrogant woman's voice came out from the private box, "Zhang Han, let that Ye Shen in."    

    

"Yes, ma'am."    

    

Zhang Han nodded in agreement and looked at Lee Nanfang: "You, go in."    

    

"Who the hell are you? "You're yelling at me."    

    

Since the other party even brought out a killing weapon like a handgun, there was no need for Lee Nanfang to follow the creed that God was a customer. He smiled and asked, "I'm not going to do your family business, okay?"    

    

"No."    

    

As Zhang Han said this, he took out his gun again and pointed it at Manager Ma's head.    

    

This time, the woman in the room didn't stop him.    

    

It was fine to say that Lee Nanfang was disobedient, but Zhang Han would shoot Manager Ma in the head.    

    

Lao Ma was completely scared to death. His face was ashen white, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead in a hurry. His whole body was trembling like he was shaking.    

    

During this period of time, Lao Ma still took care of Lee Nanfang. Whether he was treated as a money lender or not, he couldn't afford to ignore Lao Ma's life. He could only sigh to himself, adjust his tie, and slowly walk into the box.    

    

Since he was obedient, Zhang Han didn't make things difficult for Manager Ma and put down his right hand.    

    

Lao Ma did not dare to stay any longer. Just as he turned around to run forward, he heard Zhang Han say coldly: "My master does not want anyone other than you to know about this."    

    

"I, I understand. I will not speak nonsense, I will not tell anyone!"    

    

Lao Ma originally wanted to run back to his office and call Boss Wu to report this matter. However, after hearing what Zhang Han said, he immediately gave up on that idea.    

    

When Lee Nanfang walked into the room, the bodyguard who was kicked into the room finally got up from the ground. He glared at Lee Nanfang viciously and turned around to look at his master.    

    

A woman in a black windbreaker and a roving hat sat lazily on the sofa. She didn't seem to be frightened at all just because her subordinate was sent flying. She waved her hand lazily, signaling the bodyguard to go out.    

    

Only then did the bodyguard walk out and shut the door behind him.    

    

While Lee Nanfang was sizing up the woman, the woman's eyes, which were covered by a black veil, were also sizing him up. Moments later, she nodded slightly: "Nice build, slim waist and a straight face. Most importantly, you seem to be very good at fighting. "    

    

"Let me correct you. It doesn't look like it's very good at fighting, it just looks like it's very good at fighting."    

    

Lee Nanfang walked over with a smile and squatted on the sofa opposite the woman. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the red wine on the table, filled half of the glass for himself and slightly shook it. He took a sniff of the wine and exclaimed, "Eh, it's Kang Di? "Looks like you brought it yourself. There's no such wine in the clubhouse."    

    

Romanee-Conti, known as the world's number one winery, the most expensive Kangti wine was not found in the market. There was no retail sale, and a certain famous wine taster once said, "Conti is a millionaire's wine, but only billionaires can drink it."    

    

"Hur hur, young man, you sure know what's good for you."    

    

The woman's light laughter also contained a trace of surprise.    

    

Although the most common wine in the clubhouse was red wine from all over the world, and the doorman who opened the door for others could tell them that there were at least ten famous brands. The male PR officer should be more familiar with these, but he didn't expect Lee Nanfang to be able to identify the highest quality Conti that the clubhouse didn't have with just a sniff of the wine.    

    

"In this line of work, I've had a few drinks before."    

    

Lee Nanfang said humbly, then asked, "According to the rules of the club, you are not allowed to bring your own wine."    

    

"I paid extra for the wine, the bottles, and so on."    

    

"So that's how it is. Un, the clubhouse definitely welcomes customers like you, just that they are a little too big. Other women come here to have fun and they usually keep a low profile. Yet, you are accompanied by four professional bodyguards. "    

    

Lee Nanfang lightly sipped his wine and asked, "These bodyguards of yours aren't retired commandos, they should be unorthodox people from overseas."    

    

This time, the woman was truly shocked. She straightened her posture and said, "You can actually see through their background? Amazing. Yes, they had all been foreign mercenaries in France. The one who was kicked into the room by you is from the Southern Yue. "    

    

Lee Nanfang shrugged his shoulders and expressed his regret: "So you're an international friend. Please excuse me."    

    

"Ye Shen, what did you do before?"    

    

The woman raised her glass and clinked it with Lee Nanfang. With her bare hand, she lifted the veil, revealing her round, snow-white chin.    

    

Lee Nanfang asked, "Why don't you think I was a duck dryer before?"    

    

"If you had been a duck dryer before, would you have been in this little place?"    

    

The woman chuckled and said, "Even the foreign mercenaries with blood on their hands are treated like socks. If you really want to be a duck, you should be in an international entertainment city like Las Vegas."    

    

Lee Nanfang picked up his wine cup without saying a word.    

    

"You need a lot of money, but you don't want too many people to know."    

    

The woman didn't drink. She stared at Lee Nanfang for a while and then said, "Besides, you won't be working in this place for long. More importantly, you are a very principled person. "    

    

Lee Nanfang raised his right thumb and praised: "Madam, you are looking at the face, right?"    

    

"With your Phosphorous Green Dragon's capital, coming to the clubhouse to cook ducks is the quickest way to earn money. If you don't go to those domestic meeting houses, and stay in a small place like Qingshan, if you aren't afraid of others knowing, then what is it? "    

    

The woman analyzed, "Once you've saved up all the money you want, you will quickly withdraw. You talk about principles because you have an extraordinary ability to do such undignified work as robbing a bank instead of committing such crimes. "    

    

"My work is very dignified. All the guests serve me. I believe that before Madame can come here, you should have made inquiries."    

    

Lee Nanfang replied indifferently, no longer praising her for her sharp eyes. Firstly, it was a mistake on the part of the woman, and secondly, he didn't like dealing with this kind of scheming woman.    

    

"Do it with me. You take Zhang Han's place. I'll give you ten million yuan in annual salary."    

    

The woman threw out an olive branch. "I'll give you ten minutes to think it over. "Please remember, I will only give you one chance."    

    

"There's no need to consider it further. Thank you Madam for your kind intentions."    

    

Lee Nanfang shook his head: "Madam said just now, I won't work here for long, that means I have my own things to do, I will leave after saving up enough money. What I said just now was very clear. Even if I was in this line of work, I would only be served by the customers, not by me. Bodyguards aren't public relations, but they serve people. I don't like it. If you can't accept my rules, then don't say anything. "    

    

The woman didn't expect Lee Nanfang to reject her, so she said it in such a straightforward manner. Her tone also turned cold: "Unfortunately, I also never serve anyone."    

    

"Sorry."    

    

Lee Nanfang put down his wine cup and stood up. Just as he turned around and walked a few steps, the woman said: "As long as you walk out of this room, the clubhouse will be sealed by tomorrow night at the latest."    

    

Lee Nanfang frowned, then turned around and asked, "What does that have to do with me?"    

    

"I'll get someone to tell the clubhouse owner that his clubhouse was sealed off because of you."    

    

The woman lazily explained, "I'm not trying to scare you. A place like this should have been sealed long ago."    

    

"Are you threatening me with violence?"    

    

Lee Nanfang looked at her and became cold.    

    

The woman slowly swirled the wine cup in her hand and said, "You wouldn't dare, because you still need to save up money."    

    

After a moment of silence, Lee Nanfang asked: "Is it because I refused to be your bodyguard?"    

    

"No. Whether you are willing to be my bodyguard or not, that is your freedom. "That way, even if you obey for the time being, I'll be in danger afterwards."    

    

The woman chuckled and continued, "I've spent millions of dollars coming here tonight, so I should enjoy a worthwhile service. Therefore, it's best for you to change your rules and follow mine. "