Strongest Guard

To think that someone would slap Helan Xiaoxin, even forcefully molesting her, Yue Zitong was drunk.    

    

Then, he raised his hands to hold Old Third's head. He was not afraid that he would run out of clothes, and his long legs and knees fiercely kicked upwards. Half of his teeth fell out of his mouth, and he fainted with a roll of his eyes.    

    

At this moment, the third brother and his two experienced assistants also rushed down.    

    

Have you seen a fierce tiger come down the mountain?    

    

Have I ever seen a scene where a beautiful lady twists her body to the side and kicks a man's cheeks with such force that her heels are like nails?    

    

You haven't seen it either?    

    

Alright, one last question. Can you imagine Aunt Yue's short skirt fluttering in the wind, her beautiful legs fluttering in the wind, and the three men screaming miserably as they vanished into thin air?    

    

Regardless of the details of how she did it to the three grown men, you only need to know that in the eyes of Yue Zitong, who had undergone several years of regular special training, the fugitives from Third Brother's group on the streets were nothing more than scum.    

    

It might have been an exaggeration to say that they couldn't withstand a single blow, but within a few seconds, the three men were beaten and kicked by her. They fell onto the stairs and the last one was kicked down to the next floor. It was estimated that the lumbar vertebra would be broken.    

    

Meng Dongguo suddenly remembered something when he saw that the sunglasses girl had turned the three men into ashes in the blink of an eye. Helan Xiaoxin came here to fool around, why wasn't there a bodyguard following her?    

    

With her status, how could the bodyguards who followed her closely be low? They were definitely from the South Sea's Supreme Security Office. It would be easy to deal with Third Brother and the other bumpkins.    

    

"Don't, don't come over here. I'm Meng Dongguo from the Meng family in Beijing. I'm —"    

    

Seeing the sunglasses-wearing woman rush towards him like a tigress after knocking down her third brother, Meng Dongguo panicked. He waved his hands and shouted out his background.    

    

This banner of the capital city, the Meng family, was enough to intimidate many people.    

    

If Yue Zitong was really Helan Xiaoxin's bodyguard, coming from Supreme Security Office, she would definitely have some misgivings after hearing his identity revealed. She had already pounced in front of Meng Dongguo, raising her right hand high, but then stopped and asked sternly, "Beijing's Meng Family?"    

    

"Right, right, the capital city's Meng Clan."    

    

Meng Dongguo was relieved when he saw her stop. He raised his chin and said proudly, "I am Meng Dongguo. You should have heard of my name."    

    

With a punch, Meng Dongguo's chin fell onto the ground while screaming miserably as if it was smashed by an iron hammer.    

    

"Is the Meng Family really that great?" Is the Wealthy Class family that amazing? "Let's not talk about this, I'm not f * cking angry. You trash who only know how to play tricks to assassinate people!"    

    

Yue Zitong held onto the railing with both hands and kicked fiercely with her right foot. "Aunt specially beat up a pretentious criminal like you! And ask me if I've heard your name, ha, do you know who I am? Do you know who I am!? "    

    

"I don't know. I really don't know who you are. Ah!"    

    

Meng Dongguo was kicked senseless. He really didn't understand why this bodyguard was still so f * cking vicious even though he had already revealed the name of the Meng Family in Beijing. He didn't know that high heels were kicked on his body.    

    

Even Little Nephew, who was born into a wealthy family, was oppressed by a wealthy family. Even the close Little Nephew, Lee Nanfang, was threatened by a wealthy family to be wiped out.    

    

If she were to let go of this opportunity to vent her anger, she would lose sleep for a long time in the future.    

    

Of course, the golden signboard of the Meng family was not useless. It could at least remind Yue Zitong that she had to be careful when stepping on the ground. As the saying goes, let's beat him up so we can meet again in the future.    

    

"Ah!    

    

An earth-shattering howl interrupted Yue Zitong's pleasure from getting a beating. She turned around abruptly and saw Helan Xiaoxin raise her right foot and stamp on Third Bro's crotch with one hand while holding onto the wall.    

    

From the bloodstains on Third Bro's pants, it was 100% sure that the little sparrow that had spread its wings and soared was crippled. After all, Sister Xin's high heels were thinner than Yue Zitong's and taller than a nail. If she stomped on the little sparrow, it would have a fatal piercing effect.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin didn't cry or make a ruckus, nor did she laugh. She was expressionless and her eyes were calm, as if she was doing something, but she still stomped her feet on the ground. Each of her stomps was stronger than the last.    

    

Third Brother gradually went silent and completely passed out.    

    

Yue Zitong also stopped and stared blankly at Helan Xiaoxin. After stamping her third brother, she stomped the other person.    

    

Seeing that she didn't seem to care at all, Yue Zitong shivered. "You are more ruthless than me!"    

    

She suddenly regretted kicking her third brother and the others unconscious. Otherwise, they wouldn't have suffered such a heavy blow.    

    

"Who's causing trouble!?"    

    

The Internal Protection in the clubhouse finally noticed that something was wrong here. A few people rushed into the corridor with a furious roar, but when they saw what was happening, their faces filled with anger. They immediately changed to horror and retreated: "Quickly, quickly inform Manager Ma, something big is happening, something big is happening!"    

    

"Hurry up and get lost!"    

    

At this moment, Yue Zitong was also scared by Helan Xiaoxin's "calmness". She was worried that she would deal with Meng Dongguo the same way, so she kicked his leg and shouted in a low voice.    

    

Meng Dongguo acted like he was granted amnesty, he rolled and crawled his way through the Internal Protection and ran out of the stairs.    

    

Yue Zitong, on the other hand, was not only anxious about Meng Dongguo's escape, she would also gather people to take revenge on him. After all, she was from a famous clan.    

    

If he was smart enough to escape from the clubhouse at night after surviving a disaster and return to Beijing, he would be confused no matter who it was. What, how could I not know?    

    

Well, he wasn't too stupid.    

    

Yue Zitong followed him out. When she saw Meng Dongguo directly rush into the elevator, she knew that he had already thought through what would happen tonight. She nodded in a gratified manner.    

    

Just as he was about to turn around, Helan Xiaoxin's indifferent voice sounded from behind him, "Don't worry, even if you didn't warn him to escape, I still wouldn't have hurt him. If I want him, I can make him die any time. But after all these years, he is still alive and well. "    

    

"Is he your ex-husband?"    

    

"Yes." As the saying goes, one day, husband and wife are merciful for a hundred days. I should still give him this bit of face. Zi, Ah Zi, go to the box and wait there. Manager Ma, find a good public relations person for my sister first. "Here, take the wine away."    

    

Helan Xiaoxin smiled and said to Lao Ma, who was rushing over after hearing the news. She bent down to pick up the gift box for the wine and passed it to him, then said to Yue Zitong, "Ah Zi, you should know that to me, this is not a big deal. It's just an interlude.    

    

What had gone wrong with the feng shui recently? Why were there always some fierce people?    

    

Manager Ma was on the verge of tears. Of course, he could hear what Helan Xiaoxin said to Yue Zitong. She was also warning him not to interfere, otherwise there would be trouble.    

    

Looking at Ol 'Three and the others lying on the floor, and then looking at Helan Xiaoxin who took out her cell phone to make a call at a corner window, Manager Ma's smile was even uglier than crying. He bent over and extended his hand, respectfully inviting Aunt Yue to the box.    

    

Manager Ma might think that Sister Xin was bragging after hearing what she said, but Yue Zitong knew that she was speaking the truth. It really wasn't a big deal to cripple a few bumpkins that tried to molest her.    

    

However, this incident had greatly affected Yue Zitongli's natural and unrestrained interest and made her want to leave.    

    

After all, Helan Xiaoxin was not in her normal condition right now. What if something really happened to her when she was about to leave?    

    

She also knew Helan Xiaoxin's personality very well. If she said that she would leave before anything happened, she might just leave. She definitely wouldn't leave, she had to leave. That woman would definitely fall out with her.    

    

Sigh, the few of you better pray that you don't implicate your family.    

    

Looking at the dead dog-like seniors, Yue Zitong secretly sighed. She lifted her hand to help up her sunglasses. Under Manager Ma's guidance, she walked to the VIP box at the female guest's side with a "ka ka" sound.    

    

If it was Chen Dalee, Lao Wang, and the others who came to the Supreme Room of the clubhouse, they would show off their country style. Here and there they would look, and when they saw something they liked, they would want to put it in their own pockets …    

    

Yue Zitong wouldn't. She had been to this place countless times before.    

    

During the special training at the National Security Institute, there would be specialized instructors who would teach them how to move around the clubhouse.    

    

Lao Ma hung up on outside and put the box on the desk. Then, he apologized and left.    

    

Lying on the comfortable sofa, Yue Zitong lifted her feet and placed them on the desk. She lit up a cigarette and casually scanned the room.    

    

Just looking at the decorations in the private rooms, they were quite tasteful. They were even better than those five-star hotels, making it hard to imagine that this was a place for women to find ducks. Who knew how many times she had seen lovers on the sofa.    

    

Yue Zitong felt a bit disgusted when she thought of this.    

    

A soft knock sounded on the door.    

    

Just as she was about to subconsciously retract her foot, Yue Zitong stopped herself and lightly said, "Come in."    

    

This wasn't the office of the company. Director Yue was here to play with Duck, so there was no need to maintain her cold and arrogant CEO image. Even if she did, the ducks would secretly scold her in their hearts.    

    

The door opened and a young man with a head full of oil and powder walked in with a smile. He was emitting a fragrant scent all over his body.    

    

Yue Zitong was still wearing her large sunglasses and holding a cigarette elegantly in her right hand. Her round chin was slightly raised as she looked at him without saying a word. She looked just like the dignified Big Boss Black.    

    

"Hello, Sister Zi. My name is Ming. You can call me Xiaoming."    

    

Xiaoming, who had been training in the clubhouse for three years and had seen countless girls, never thought that the VIP guest of the night would be so young and beautiful. Although she was wearing a loathsome pair of big sunglasses, just from her black beautiful legs which were tightly wrapped in black silk, he could tell that she was a top-notch beauty.    

    

He had long heard that Ye Shen would always encounter top quality beauties, which made him jealous to the point of making him jealous. Now that he finally let me meet one, I will try my best to satisfy her and make her never forget me, making her unable to live without me!    

    

"Yes."    

    

Yue Zitong let out a light snort, and the cigarette casually lit up the sofa in front of him, indicating that he should sit as he pleased.    

    

Xiaoming was here to serve someone, not to sit on the sofa. After nodding in thanks, he asked, "Sister Zi, do you want a drink?"    

    

"Do you want some too?"    

    

Yue Zitong asked coldly.    

    

For guests who came to have fun, they would ask for someone to drink with them after the clock was struck. It was a common practice for a male public relations officer to get a portion of the liquor for themselves.