Strongest Guard

If Lao Kang knew that not long ago, during this time period, Comrade Lao Jin from the City Center District was smashed to pieces while trying to lay his hands on Yue Zitong in this room, he would definitely not reserve this hotel, this guest room.    

Sigh, at times, the actions of important figures were surprisingly consistent.    

Kang Mao sat on the sofa. His former dignified and upright face instantly looked much younger. He would occasionally lift his hand to check the time, anticipating the sound of a light knock on the door.    

He had coveted Chiang Morann for a long time.    

However, Lao Kang, who had a lot of experience in handling matters, would not be like some brainless bosses, who would go all out to get their female subordinate just because they were greedy.    

He liked to let nature take its course and patiently wait for the right opportunity to arrive. As long as he used a little bit of power, he could make his female subordinate come over and curry favor with him.    

Lao Kang felt that he was a genius in planning and planning. As long as he lightly waved his fan, all of the difficulties he faced would disappear in the blink of an eye.    

Looking at the red wine on the table, Lao Kang seemed to see Chiang Morann's sexy and delicate body. It was right under his crotch and he was like a Mongolian warrior holding a curved blade and riding his horse.    

Lao Kang was in his sixties, yet he still had a strong reaction to his imagination. This made Lao Kang, who usually paid special attention to exercise, feel proud.    

Help, help. A light knock sounded on the door.    

Lao Kang looked at his watch again, it was 10: 35. Chiang Morann's reservation time was 5 minutes late.    

However, Lao Kang, who was magnanimous, would not mind at all. There was still a whole night left, not to mention, if he wanted to, Chiang Morann would be here anytime he wanted.    

Lao Kang raised his hand to tidy up the few strands of hair, then changed back to his dignified boss look. He coughed lightly and slowly walked to the door and reached to open it.    

As soon as the door opened, the person who knocked on the door entered like a mudfish and entered his arms.    

Lao Kang smiled slightly and was about to put his arm around Chiang Morann's small waist when he felt a chill on his neck. A military knife was glinting with a cold light as it was pressed against his throat.    

The blood that was boiling in Lao Kang's body froze. He raised his hands and nodded his head as his teeth chattered.    

Lao Kang was an expert at playing power, and he disdained savages as well. However, he had never experienced such a situation before, so it was inevitable that he would be frightened immediately.    

Lao Kang obediently sat on the sofa under the order of that person in a low voice.    

The man stood at the back with the knife on his neck. "Kang Maohe from the Central Hospital?" he asked grimly.    

Lao Kang nodded. From the red wine bottle, he saw the reflection of the person behind him. He was wearing black clothes and a pair of black socks, revealing only a pair of chilling eyes.    

"Do you know who I am?"    

"I know, I know, you are an assassin."    

"Heh heh, old boy, you're quite knowledgeable."    

The assassin laughed coldly as the blade of his sword slid back and forth on his neck. "Then guess again, why did I want to find you?"    

"Yes, it's Lv Mingliang and his wife. They asked you to come."    

As expected of the boss, his IQ was high. He was able to guess that the killer's appearance had something to do with Chiang Morann and his wife.    

"Old thing, why aren't you looking in the mirror? Just by looking at your appearance, you dare to have any thoughts on Dr. Chiang?"    

The hitman cursed as he raised his hand to give Lao Kang a big hole in his neck. It was painful, but Lao Kang didn't dare to make a sound.    

Lao Kang's lack of resistance made the killer feel that there was no challenge. He scolded him, "Do you want to die or do you want to live?"    

"Live, live!"    

Lao Kang didn't hesitate at all. He took out his wallet from his pocket and handed it over to the killer. He said in a sincere tone, "There's eight hundred thousand in the bank card. Don't hurt me. These are all yours."    

"Heh heh, isn't laozi a person who goes against the rules when money is open to the eyes?"    

The assassin sneered. He took the wallet and pocketed all the cash inside. Without moving the rest, he threw the wallet onto the floor. "The heck, when you want me to go to the bank to withdraw money, you will report me to the police, right?"    

Lao Kang immediately shook his head and denied it.    

The killer was also not interested in talking to him, so he straightforwardly offered his conditions: "Let Chiang Morann go, promote Lv Mingliang. Other than that, it's fine."    

"Alright, alright, I'll do it. I'll definitely do it!"    

At this time, not only would the killer not tell Lao Kang to let Chiang Morann go and promote Lv Mingliang, he would not hesitate even if he had to offer up his daughter.    

"Call Lv Mingliang now, give him some comfort pill."    

The assassin slightly tightened his grip on the blade, warning, "Don't play any tricks, otherwise, I'll cut you apart."    

Lao Kang did not dare to play any tricks. He quickly took out his phone and dialed Lv Mingliang's number.    

Lv Mingliang's respectful voice came with a beep: "Hello, President Kang."    

"Xiao Lu, after a detailed study by the department head, we unanimously decided to list you as the only candidate to replace Old Gao."    

Unknowingly, Lao Kang began to speak in an official tone again: "Work hard, I think you can do it."    

"Thank you, thank you, Principal Kang, thank you!"    

A moment later, Lv Mingliang thanked him excitedly.    

"Alright, let's do it this way. I still have something to busy myself with."    

Lao Kang was quick to do things. After expressing his thoughts, he immediately hung up the phone and tilted his head as he asked: "Do you have any other instructions?"    

"I don't have any orders, but I do have something to tell you." I didn't come to find you because of Dr. Chiang and his wife. There were people who didn't like your despicable behavior, so they specifically hired me to teach you a lesson. "    

When he walked around the sofa to the door, he put the bottle of red wine in his pocket. After walking a few steps, he came back — he couldn't bear to take away the roasted duck that was brown and crispy, so he had to take it with him.    

"This mission is really not challenging at all, but I like it."    

He took off Chen Dalee, who had black socks on his head, and walked out of the hotel lobby. When he looked back, he mumbled to himself.    

Just as he walked down the stairs, a young woman wearing a flowery dress walked over with a 'ka ka' sound on top of a pair of thin, high heels and tying leather shoes. When she passed by Chen Dalee, she didn't even glance at him.    

"This little girl is really strong, I wonder which pig she got off easy, sigh."    

After watching the young woman leisurely walk into the hotel lobby, Chen Dalee let out a sigh and quickly left.    

Chiang Morann came to the front desk and asked if the room number 1101 was indeed reserved by Lao Kang. She then walked into the elevator.    

The effect of what Lee Nanfang said before he left was to make Chiang Morann realize that she might be a worthless woman.    

Since she was a cheap woman, why would she care about which man she was with?    

But why, when she thought of Lao Kang's appearance, did she feel nauseous?    

"Once I've adapted, I'll be fine."    

Chiang Morann whispered to herself as the elevator stopped on the eleventh floor and the door slowly opened.    

Once the Elevator Door was opened, a man walked in quickly without waiting for her to go out.    

Chiang Morann did not mind. After walking out of the elevator, she suddenly realised that the man looked very familiar. She quickly turned her head and extended her hand to support the Elevator Door that was about to close.    

Lao Kang looked up and was stunned when he saw it was Chiang Morann. Then he smiled, "Little Jiang, I've already called your Xiao Lu. He was listed as the only candidate for senior high, hehe, congratulations. "    

Chiang Morann suspected that she had misheard. Just as she was about to ask something, Lao Kang pushed her hand away.    

"Chiang Morann, I won't let you off!" This time, someone will help you. What about next time? "Ha, ha, ha!"    

After the Elevator Door slowly closed its mouth, Lao Kang's old face looked scary.    

To Jack, Aunt Yue had to have a face like a refrigerator, and that was the real Lilly, so he felt comfortable, pleasing to the eye, and not like this. As soon as he stepped into the living room, his aunt came up to him with a sweet smile, and she said softly, "Nanfang, come on, put on your shoes."    

Something was wrong!    

This was Lee Nanfang's first reaction. Just as he was about to retreat in case a knife stabbed towards him, he saw the middle-aged beauty sitting on the sofa.    

It was his mother-in-law, Yue Zitong's mother, and Lee Nanfang's mother-in-law.    

Compared to the usually cold and proud Yue Zitong, her mother-in-law was definitely an existence of the Guanyin Bodhisattva. She was dignified and beautiful, and her entire body exuded the graceful aura that a noble woman should have.    

When Yue Zitong reached her age, as long as she didn't enter menopause in advance and change her stinking habit of pretending to be cold and proud, she would be like this. People would have a good impression of her and a sense of respect rose from the bottom of their hearts.    

It was the same with his wife, who was dressed in coarse clothes.    

"Lift your foot, Nanfang."    

Just as Lee Nanfang was staring at his mother-in-law and thinking of her, his aunt said this softly. However, she pinched his thigh secretly, waking him up and quickly lifted her right foot.    

"Left foot."    

Yue Zitong squatted on the ground, looked up at him, and pinched him again.    

"I-I'll do it myself. It's my sin to let you change my slippers."    

Lee Nanfang immediately reached for his shoes, and his thighs began to hurt again. His aunt yelled in a low voice: "Don't be so long-winded, I'm acting the role of a gentle and loving wife, I'll smash you to death."    

This is the aunt I know so well.    

Wu Tie's heart was finally relieved. He put on a Man's face and let Yue Zitong put on his shoes for him.    

"What's that smell on your pants?"    

When Yue Zitong stood up, she whispered with a frown.    

What else could it be?    

Of course. However, this matter could not be said. Otherwise, he really would be killed.    

Luckily, Lee Nanfang was quick to think: "Didn't that crazy woman vomit all over me?"    

Yue Zitong then realized what was going on. She turned around and took his hand, walking towards the sofa with a smile. "Mom, look carefully. Can you still recognize him?"    

Even without his daughter's reminder, his mother-in-law had been staring at him ever since Lee Nanfang appeared.    

In her heart, her weak mother-in-law was still very dissatisfied with Lao Yue's arrangement, but she didn't dare to resist. All these years, she had only prayed in her heart: If that child doesn't die, then let him become as normal as possible.    

Before seeing Lee Nanfang, his mother-in-law was very uneasy. She felt that she had implicated her daughter, and her daughter was afraid that she would feel bad and praise Lee Nanfang as a handsome man.    

Now it would seem that his daughter wasn't lying to him. A son-in-law was indeed a handsome man.