Strongest Guard

That person was stunned for a full three seconds before regaining his senses. He flew into a rage.    

With a "pa", Lee Nanfang used his actions to tell him that he really did dare to hit him.    

This person might not have been slapped since he was young, but once he was slapped, he felt as if the sky had fallen.    

In order to let him clearly realize that the sky didn't collapse and that he was only slapped, Lee Nanfang had to reluctantly take the hit. He used his small notebook to slap Lee Nanfang a few times, and each slap became fiercer and fiercer. Finally, Lee Nanfang opened his mouth and spat out a few molars before rolling up his eyes and collapsing onto the ground.    

"Holy shit, so it's an elite from the World Security Corporation? Heavens, that is the person who is going to be our bodyguard for America Boss. "    

Only then did Lee Nanfang open the notebook. He was shocked. Holding the notebook, he asked with fear written all over his face, "You, are you really from there?"    

"Yes …"    

That person nodded. The moment he said that word, Lee Nanfang slapped the notebook into his mouth. With just a single move, blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.    

"Damn it, who are you trying to fool? If it's really that security company, then how many people are in cahoots to bully such a woman? "    

Lee Nanfang held up the small, bloody notebook and asked the third person, "Tell me, is this ID fake?"    

"No."    

That person shook his head in a daze. Before he finished his sentence, Lee Nanfang stomped him out: "F * ck you, laozi looks down the most on people who lie with their eyes wide open."    

"What about you? Do you think this certificate is real or fake?"    

Lee Nanfang raised the small notebook in front of Young Master Lin again and stared at the part below his belt with a malicious smile on his face. It was as if using the notebook to beat up that thing was what he liked the most.    

For example, Young Master Lin, who was a wise man who never ate a loss. Now that he said it was true, he was a fool. He shook his head in a hurry: "Fake, fake —"    

Peng, Lee Nanfang raised his leg and kicked his crotch.    

If I were to say that I am going to be beaten up, I would have already said that this is fake. Why are you still hitting me?    

Young Master Lin, who was in so much pain that his mouth only let out a hissing sound, covered his crotch with his hands and slowly kneeled on the ground. He stared into Lee Nanfang's eyes.    

"I'm scared of the guy next door. Since he's fake, he still dares to take it out and use it to bully people. If I don't beat you up, I really won't be able to swallow this resentment."    

Lee Nanfang cursed as he threw the small notebook at Young Master Lin's face.    

Young Master Lin fainted in a fit of anger and anxiety.    

Lee Nanfang didn't care.    

If it wasn't for Sui Yueyue stealing from someone else, based on his act of wanting to piss, even if Lee Nanfang didn't turn him into a eunuch, it wouldn't be enough to quell the anger in his heart.    

As for the background of these people … .f * ck, how could they surpass the God of Heaven?    

When Mr. Lee was being fierce, even the gods wouldn't fear him. Why would he be afraid of a few arrogant local silkpants?    

With a flick of his toes, he threw the sofa cover over Sui Yueyue. Lee Nanfang said coldly, "Put it on, don't make me feel disgusted with such an ugly appearance."    

Lee Nanfang suddenly appeared out of nowhere and made Wu Tie and the others look up to him. Sui Yueyue suspected that he was dreaming and forgot that no one was holding her. He just sat on the table and stared at him blankly.    

Lee Nanfang suddenly sobered up after saying those harsh words to her as he covered himself with the sofa cover. He screamed and pulled the sofa cover tightly, followed by a cry of grievance.    

Lee Nanfang frowned and scolded, "Don't cry!"    

Sui Yueyue immediately shut her mouth and bit her lips. She lowered her head and trembled all over.    

Other than Lee Nanfang not having a good impression of her, it was mainly because she was a cheap thief. If it wasn't for the fact that Young Master Lin and the others had gone too far, he wouldn't have meddled with them.    

You're dead.    

Young Master Lin's companions stared at Lee Nanfang with this intention in their eyes.    

Actually, they wanted to shout out loud, "You're dead for sure, do you know who Young Master Lin is!?"    

However, they did not dare to do so. When they looked at Lee Nanfang, the latter was also staring at their mouths. If they dared to say a single word, their mouths would be ripped off.    

Everyone treasured their teeth, so when Lee Nanfang looked over, everyone lowered their heads.    

"All of you, scram."    

Lee Nanfang said plainly as he sat on the sofa and drank half a bottle of beer.    

No one said a word. A few sober people immediately carried Young Master Lin and ran out of the room dejectedly.    

Sui Yueyue also stood up, but didn't leave. She just stood there with her head lowered.    

"Why aren't you scram?"    

Lee Nanfang asked in a slightly displeased tone, "Do you need me to send you off?"    

"I, I don't dare to leave."    

Sui Yueyue's body trembled as she answered with difficulty.    

Lee Nanfang understood that Sui Yueyue didn't dare to leave because she was afraid that she would mysteriously disappear tonight if she left the clubhouse. After all, that special guard pass wasn't fake, which proved that Young Master Lin had a powerful background.    

For now, Sui Yueyue could only stay by Lee Nanfang's side and escape this calamity.    

"Hehe, you're quite smart. You want me to be your shield."    

Lee Nanfang raised his feet and placed them on the table. Then, he took another sip of wine and looked at her sideways, "Come over and beat my legs."    

Sui Yueyue immediately walked over, and after hesitating for a moment, she slowly kneeled on the ground and lightly tapped on his leg.    

Lee Nanfang didn't want her to kneel on the ground and beat his leg like a maid serving the landlord, so he said, "Get up and sit on the sofa."    

Sui Yueyue didn't say anything. She didn't get up either, as if she hadn't heard him.    

Since she insisted on doing so, he ignored her and leaned back against the sofa, closing his eyes.    

After sending Young Master Lin and the others away, Lee Nanfang did not leave in a hurry. He was waiting for Director Wu, Manager Ma, and the others.    

These two people had treated him pretty well. He couldn't run away after causing so much trouble at the clubhouse. It would be too unreasonable that way.    

He had to think of a way to avoid implicating the clubhouse.    

If he used the same method to deal with Manager Wan, he definitely wouldn't be able to deal with Young Master Lin and the others.    

But Young Master Lin was different. A young man who could make Supreme Security his lackey was also a proficient in Beijing films. Even a fool could tell that he was a popinjay from Beijing.    

He was still at the top, and at the bottom, Yue Zitong's level.    

Unfortunately, Yue Zitong had already been expelled from the Yue Clan's household. The popinjay halo on her head had already disappeared. Her current voice was no louder than a fart. Otherwise, Lee Nanfang would not have come looking for her.    

She hated Lee Nanfang to the bone now and wished that he would be unlucky. She was just watching on the side, so how could she help him solve the problem?    

Looking for Lao Xie?    

Lee Nanfang was sure that as long as Lao Xie showed up, he would be able to settle this issue, but he would have to pay a huge debt of gratitude.    

It was not worth it to trouble Lao Xie over such a small matter.    

Liang Yunqing?    

Forget it, since the last time he met him in the Western Restaurant, he did not contact him again. Who knows if he still knows Lee Nanfang, this nephew, and furthermore, he might not have the ability to resolve this issue.    

Chen Dalee -- think as far as you can.    

Sigh, there is actually no one who can help me deal with the billions of people in front of me. Looks like I have to force myself to use some martial arts methods to solve this problem.    

Lee Nanfang sighed and opened his eyes.    

Brother Yuu, who had hit a hole in the opposite door with his head, was carried away. It was quiet outside and there was no sound at all. No one knew why Manager Ma and the others hadn't come over yet.    

"Alright, stand aside."    

Lee Nanfang waved at Sui Yueyue.    

Sui Yueyue was still kneeling on the floor, patting his legs repeatedly.    

However, Lee Nanfang was annoyed. He asked with a displeased tone, "Are you deaf?"    

Sui Yueyue's movements froze for a moment, but she didn't stop.    

"Scram."    

Lee Nanfang lifted his leg and pushed her down to the ground.    

Sui Yueyue bit her lips and silently got up. She wrapped herself in the sofa cover and crawled over on her knees to continue beating his legs.    

"Can we stop hammering?"    

Lee Nanfang didn't expect her to be so stubborn. He didn't expect her to continue scolding him. He slowly said, "Don't worry, even if you don't beat my leg, I'll still care about you."    

Sui Yueyue was probably really dumb, but she still remained silent as she calmly kicked his legs.    

Lee Nanfang felt a headache coming on. He wanted to curse again, but he held it back.    

Of course he knew why Sui Yueyue was so stubborn. It was just to let those who were about to arrive see that she was his. If others touched her again, they would have to consider Lee Nanfang.    

Lee Nanfang really didn't like this kind of scheming.    

However, from her perspective, it seemed that this was the only way for her to save herself.    

On the surface, it looked quite pure — a girl, how could she have such a deep scheming mind?    

Lee Nanfang shook his head and decided not to bother with her anymore. After all, he didn't attack so brazenly to save her, but to protect his life's dignity from being trampled upon.    

He started to think about the proper matters, how he could take out the Jindi Club.    

It was also because Lee Nanfang didn't want to use the methods of the martial arts world unless it was absolutely necessary. There was really no need to make so many people lose their jobs just for Sui Yueyue.    

How powerful could Young Master Lin's background be?    

Only then did Lee Nanfang remember that he should have politely asked them where they were at and what their name was.    

He had to find someone to ask about this Young Master Lin.    

Who was he looking for?    

Lee Nanfang suddenly thought of someone, Hua Yeshen.    

Hua Yeshen was from Beijing. Last time, when they were dating, she was surprised that Lee Nanfang had never heard her name before. From this, it could be inferred that she could also be famous in Beijing.    

Yes, I'll look for her.    

When Lee Nanfang was on the phone with Hua Yeshen, he didn't notice that Sui Yueyue had swept a quick glance at him. Her cold gaze was filled with venomous snakes and scorpions.    

After the phone rang for a while, Hua Yeshen's voice rang out. "Why did you call me?"    

This woman's voice was gentle and dignified. It was obvious that she was a good wife and mother.    

"I need to ask you about someone."    

Lee Nanfang did not beat around the bush and directly stated his purpose for coming here: "Have you heard about Young Master Lin since you were in Beijing?"    

"Young Master Lin?"    

"Yes, twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, very creamy looking, about five feet tall, pale, like a drug addict — yes, he had a small red mole at the end of his left eyebrow."    

"Are you talking about Lin Yeyue?"    

"Lin Yeyue?"    

Lee Nanfang praised, "Tsk tsk, this name is pretty elegant."