Strongest Guard

The clay figure had left just like that. When Yue Zitong was in danger, it was as if a demon had emerged from a wasteland, and was trying to save her by snapping the life of a woman that she was determined to kill.    

    

But why did he continue to stare at her like that?    

    

Yue Zitong could clearly feel that if Holan Fusu hadn't arrived in time, he would have kidnapped her and made her suffer a fate worse than death. In fact, even if Holan Fusu had arrived in time, the demon could still successfully kidnap her.    

    

Holan Fusu was definitely not his match. Yue Zitong was sure of this, but there was no other reason.    

    

The clay figure did not do so. Could it be that it was scared away by the fearless attitude of these two?    

    

Yue Zi looked down at the Yellow River, not far from her feet. After a long time, she lowered her head and saw a puddle of dirty water. It was a grave, and a few days ago, when it rained, it had accumulated half a puddle of rainwater.    

    

The clay figure must have rolled over in the grave, covered in a thick layer of mud that covered his face.    

    

He didn't want others to see who he was. Maybe he saved me to kill the female killer just to kidnap me, and didn't really want to save me.    

    

"I don't know."    

    

Yue Zitong shook her head, lowered her eyes and explained softly, "I just find his back familiar. He looks like, like, a company employee. Now that I think back on it, how could the employees I know be so scary and powerful? "    

    

"Let's go."    

    

Holan Fusu didn't pursue the matter any further. He grabbed her arm and wanted to help her walk up the embankment.    

    

Yue Zitong avoided his hand and took two steps back.    

    

Holan Fusu was stunned: "What's wrong, Zitong?"    

    

"No, nothing, I can walk by myself."    

    

Yue Zitong lowered her head and pursed her lips. Turning her head to look at the surging Yellow River, she softly said, "You're injured. You don't have to take care of me."    

    

Holan Fusu was indeed injured, and there were more than a dozen wounds all over his body, especially after he was cut on his right shoulder during the fight with the hitman army. When he reached out to support Yue Zitong, the wounds started to bleed again.    

    

"I'm fine."    

    

Holan Fusu also glanced at the river. His eyes were complicated, but he didn't say anything. He stopped supporting her and walked towards the top of the river bank with his left leg slightly bent.    

    

He had a clear feeling that Yue Zitong knew that frightening clay figure and was very concerned about it. Otherwise, she wouldn't have instinctively looked towards the river surface after rejecting his support. It was obvious that she was worried about being seen by the mud figure.    

    

Who was that person?    

    

Could he be the reason for Zitong to reject me again and again?    

    

Is it -- Black Ghost?    

    

It had to be said that Holan Fusu's thinking was quite quick. From Yue Zitong's abnormal reaction, he deduced the relationship between the clay figurine and Black Ghost.    

    

More than a month ago, when Black Ghost appeared in Qingshan City and killed three people in a row trying to assassinate Yue Zitong, Holan Fusu already knew about it.    

    

He was extremely concerned about Yue Zitong. Anyone who tried to hurt her or get close to her was within his reach. Then, of course, they would notice Black Ghost and begin to guess their relationship.    

    

Unfortunately, even though Holan Fusu had sent many of his elite subordinates to investigate the Qingshan City for nearly a month, they still could not find any traces of Black Ghost. In the end, they could only bitterly withdraw their men and personally come here to begin their honorable pursuit.    

    

"Fu Su, don't misunderstand. I said that one day, I would tell you everything. "    

    

Yue Zitong whispered as Holan Fusu walked up the dike with a heavy heart.    

    

"I hope that day will come soon."    

    

Holan Fusu turned around and said with a smile, "Let's get in the car first. I think the police will be here soon."    

    

In broad daylight, two groups of assassins appeared to assassinate Yue Zitong, two of the most powerful were killed on the spot, if placed in any city, it would be a big crime. Of course, they couldn't just leave like this, they had to report this to the police, investigate the scene, and look for the identities and origins of the two dead.    

    

Yue Zitong nodded and got into her car.    

    

"Dong Jun, come with me. Let's go over to take a look."    

    

Holan Fusu took the bandages from Dong Jun and said with a smile, "You prepared well."    

    

Dong Jun's heart tightened. His mouth curved into a smile, but he didn't say anything. He quickly followed him to the tricycle that was overturned on the slope.    

    

Just as Holan Fusu thought, when he arrived in front of the tricycle again, the two assassins that were seriously injured by him were already gone and the scene was a mess.    

    

Looking at the grass that was cleared away, Holan Fusu was silent for a moment and then lightly said: "Tell my sister not to do this again. "It's very dangerous. If something really happens to Zitong, I won't forgive her."    

    

Dong Jun was stunned, then forced a smile: "Gongzi, I don't understand what you're saying."    

    

Holan Fusu turned his head and looked at him with a calm expression. He didn't say anything, but his eyes were like two sharp knives.    

    

Dong Jun immediately lowered his head and muttered: "Gongzi, I, I —"    

    

"I know, you were acting on my sister's orders, so I won't blame you."    

    

Holan Fusu's voice slightly softened, "I am also very grateful that you have come to help Zitong. However, I definitely won't allow anyone to have any thoughts towards her. Whether it's using a killer or a beauty trap. "    

    

Dong Jun's body trembled and his heart turned cold when he spoke of a beautiful man's trick.    

    

To be honest, when Dong Jun first received the mission, he was still a bit dissatisfied. He felt that he was used by Sister Xin as a 'leader', humiliating his dignity. However, after meeting Yue Zitong herself, his thoughts disappeared.    

    

Yue Zitong being a top quality beauty was secondary. The key was that aloof and cold temperament. Dong Jun was completely impressed. If he could have this woman, then his life would not have been lived in vain.    

    

But now, Holan Fusu's bland warning made him realize a reality. He was trying to fight with Young Master Fusu for a woman. He must be tired of living, or else his brain got short and he would have that thought.    

    

Cold sweat started to appear on his forehead. Dong Jun's voice started to tremble, "Young … Young master, I …"    

    

Holan Fusu interrupted him, "I have known Zitong for six years and have pursued her relentlessly without obtaining absolute recognition. Do you think that the charm of your man is stronger than mine? "    

    

When he said that, he looked down on Dong Jun.    

    

However, Dong Jun didn't think that he was wrong. He clearly knew how wide the gap between the two of them was. When he silently nodded his head, he saw something flying over from the corner of his eyes and instinctively raised his hand to catch it.    

    

It was a small Iron Plate, with a few lines of indented words on it, with its name, rank, and blood type written on it.    

    

Dong Jun sighed in his heart, turned around and looked at Holan Fusu's back as he walked quickly away. He put the little Iron Plate into his pocket and swore to never let Sister Xin know about it.    

    

Before receiving the quest, Helan Xiaoxin had warned the fake killers severely that they were not allowed to carry anything that could be found out. Why was this brother so confident that the five of them could deal with Young Master Fusu?    

    

Without a doubt, if Helan Xiaoxin knew that Holan Fusu obtained this little Iron Plate from the 'killer,' then that brother would definitely suffer a great fate if he didn't die.    

    

As Sister Xin's trusted aide, Dong Jun was clearer than many about how ruthless and merciless that seemingly beautiful woman was. She might even implicate him.    

    

Since Holan Fusu was able to hand it over to Dong Jun, it meant that he didn't want his brother to be severely punished by Helan Xiaoxin after getting seriously injured.    

    

When the police finally arrived, the Qingshan City Board Bureau personally led the way. Seven or eight police cars whistled past, setting off a long yellow dragon on the cement road.    

    

Holan Fusu didn't reveal his identity, and Yue Zitong also vaguely mentioned that he was a friend from Beijing when she introduced him.    

    

The police also bore some responsibility for the assassination attempt on the Qingshan City. Of course, they wouldn't be so stupid as to ask about the whole story. They spoke a few words of courtesy on behalf of the seven million people of the Green Mountain and personally went to inspect the scene.    

    

At eight in the evening, the Qing Shan police finally confirmed the identity of the pair of male Female Killer, their origin Japan. The two were actually father and daughter, the male was called Sato Li Tree, the daughter was called Sato Scholartree Seed.    

    

This father and daughter pair had been active in the Golden Triangle region all year round, smuggling drugs, killing people and setting fires, and had committed all sorts of crimes. They had a close relationship with the boss of a certain drug lord and had been blacklisted by the International Criminal Police Organization since four years ago.    

    

The local tyrant of the Golden Triangle had an astonishing annual income, his work was biased towards mercenaries, and he had his back against the Great Poisonous Owl's leisurely locust tree. Why would he turn into a hitman and run over to the Qingshan City to assassinate Yue Zitong?    

    

Let go of problems you don't understand — the police are people, not gods, but they don't have the ability to find out the truth in a short time.    

    

While Yue Zitong and the others were working with the police to investigate the case, a young woman walked out from a five-star hotel in a city.    

    

The two men sitting on the chairs in the corridor immediately stood up and bowed, "Sister Wang."    

    

The young woman waved her hand and lightly knocked on the door.    

    

There were no lights in the guest room, but Sister Wang could see a slim figure standing by the window, gazing out into the night by the light of the building's skyline.    

    

Sister Wang didn't turn on the lights after she came in. She stood silently behind the door with a faint fragrance floating in the air.    

    

The gentle and graceful figure raised her hand and closed the curtains. The light in the room completely dimmed and her voice sounded, "Sato and her daughter, haven't you received any news?"    

    

"Nope."    

    

"Mm, this proves that their mission has completely failed."    

    

She slowly walked back and forth. "I am very surprised, she is only a small merchant, why would she have an expert who can deal with the unfairness of Sato and his daughter?"    

    

"I will inform Beijing about this matter and let her thoroughly investigate."    

    

"No need, there's no need to increase the risk of her being exposed because of such a small matter."    

    

The slim figure shook her head and changed the topic: "What about that Lee Nanfang, did you find out his background?"    

    

"A person who has completed his sentence was arrested for rape outside the country and sent back to Huaxia. He was sent back to China to be sent back to China. He just went to work in Kaihuang Group at the beginning of July and is said to be a distant relative of Min Rou."    

    

"Let's leave it at that for now. The most important thing right now is to restore my reputation as soon as possible."    

    

"From the end of this month until the middle of next month, you will contribute to the construction of seven Hope Elementary Schools in Southern Frontier. I've already contacted the local media, and they're going to advertise it. "    

    

"Ai, I'm going to have to spend money again."    

    

The slim figure sighed and stopped talking.