Strongest Guard

One thing, no matter how much fun it was, always doing it and always feeling annoyed.    

    

But sometimes, it was impossible not to do it.    

    

Lee Nanfang was faced with such a situation. When he was in the rising stage of his career and gathered around more and more people that were counting on him to eat, the responsibility would become bigger on his shoulders. When he did illegal things again, he could no longer act as recklessly as before.    

    

Therefore, no matter how much he wanted to bury Zhan Hsingshen alive, Hua Yeshen knew that he had to endure it.    

    

He wasn't afraid of Hua Yeshen.    

    

What he feared was law.    

    

The law couldn't do anything to him, but it could force him to embark on the journey to escape, destroying the hopes of a better life for Dung Shixiong and the others that were attached to him.    

    

Lee Nanfang was alive not only for himself, but also for those who were loyal to him.    

    

It is also a responsibility.    

    

Responsibility was also a form of responsibility.    

    

He had to assume the responsibility that he had to shoulder. That was what a man should do.    

    

If Lee Nanfang buried Zhan Hsingshen alive according to his liking and then started his journey to escape, then he would be sorry to follow him.    

    

All in all, Lee Nanfang's only choice was to break this stupid woman apart from burying her alive.    

    

If you do anything, if you don't care what the consequences are and if you can get some fun out of it, then it will be boring.    

    

When you do something, you will also be in a state of irritable rudeness.    

    

It was deeper and more forceful, yet it did not resonate with the Black Dragon. In fact, it did not even have the pleasant feeling of the previous two times, but was instead doing meaningless piston movements.    

    

As for how Zhan Hsingshen felt, Lee Nanfang didn't care.    

    

No matter how she felt, it was her fault. No one could blame her.    

    

This kind of posture had been abused, not only her body, but also her mind.    

    

Zhan Hsingshen collapsed. Finally …    

    

"Don't, don't come, I —"    

    

She wanted to say I was wrong, but before she could, she was stopped.    

    

"I beg of you, please spare me …"    

    

"Please …"    

    

"I …"    

    

Zhan Hsingshen begged for half an hour.    

    

But it didn't work.    

    

Only when the man with the ice-cold gaze grabbed her head and let out another low roar of unwillingness, did everything stop.    

    

"Take a rest and come back later." I can persevere, and I hope you can persevere as well. "    

    

Lee Nanfang said coldly. He turned around and picked up the phone that was recording. Then, he walked towards the stream and sat on a rock. Then, he lit up a cigarette.    

    

Regardless of mood, the good habit of having a bag of cigarettes afterwards must not be discarded.    

    

He didn't rest for long. At most, he only rested for a little more than 20 minutes before he walked in front of Zhan Hsingshen.    

    

"I beg you, let me go, I was wrong, I changed it, I won't dare to offend you again, wuwu."    

    

Zhan Hsingshen, who was being tortured consecutively, collapsed completely. Tears flowed down his face and he cried pitifully.    

    

Lee Nanfang's heart was as hard as steel, and his face was expressionless.    

    

Three times.    

    

Unknowingly, the sun had already risen.    

    

Every time Lee Nanfang rested, it would also be longer.    

    

He finally understood that the rumors circulating on the internet about seven times a night was pure bullshit.    

    

It had only been six times since noon yesterday that a man with an abnormally powerful body like his would feel his legs go soft. If it was any other man, he would have been too tired to stand up.    

    

Those so-called people who did it seven times a night were probably drugged.    

    

He despised those who consumed medicine. Only those who truly possessed true ability were heroes.    

    

"Let me go, Lee Nanfang. I-I was wrong, I was wrong."    

    

Seeing him walk over again, the light in Zhan Hsingshen's eyes started to dim. His face was covered in white stains as he muttered to himself, begging for mercy.    

    

She no longer shed tears. What needed to flow was flowing light.    

    

Zhan Hsingshen's pride and confidence had been crushed under Lee Nanfang's repeated trampling. His entire body was covered with fear. When he saw Zhan Hsingshen walking over, his body trembled as if it was shaking, begging nonstop.    

    

If a person was too arrogant, he would become arrogant if he was too confident. He would look down on anyone with his high standards.    

    

However, once such a person was dealt a heavy blow and his self-confidence completely shattered, his performance in the face of difficulties could not even be compared to that of an ordinary person.    

    

Therefore, when Lee Nanfang walked over, before he could reach out to pinch her chin, she automatically opened her mouth and let out a crying moan.    

    

Lee Nanfang did not move again.    

    

He could already see that this woman had been completely destroyed by him, both physically and mentally. She would be obedient in front of him all her life, doing whatever he wanted.    

    

Simply put, she had already been trained and would never have any thoughts of rebelling.    

    

Zhan Hsingshen was afraid of Lee Nanfang, just like how a mouse was afraid of a cat. It had already become an instinct, no matter how powerful she would become in the future.    

    

Lee Nanfang had seen what he wanted to see the most, so why bother torturing her?    

    

Did he really think that it wouldn't be tiring for a man to do such a thing?    

    

"In the future, be obedient."    

    

Lee Nanfang looked down at her and lightly said.    

    

Zhan Hsingshen did not react. He continued to open his mouth and waved his tongue like a little snake.    

    

"Didn't you hear what I said?"    

    

"Yes, yes!"    

    

Zhan Hsingshen seemed to have awoken from a dream as he nodded his head: "I, I will listen to you obediently from now on."    

    

"Do whatever I tell you to do."    

    

"Whatever you want me to do, I will do it."    

    

"Please let me put you down."    

    

"Please, put me down."    

    

Zhan Hsingshen forcefully pursed his lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Ma-master, please let me down."    

    

Lee Nanfang was very satisfied that she didn't have to call her master. He even felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment. He reached out and hugged her waist, then untied the rope around her ankle.    

    

After Zhan Hsingshen regained his freedom, he instinctively struggled to get down to the ground. Lee Nanfang slightly frowned.    

    

Zhan Hsingshen trembled and did not dare to move. He curled up into his arms like a kitten and shivered with his eyes closed, not daring to look at him.    

    

Lee Nanfang was very caring towards a well-behaved girl. He carried her to the stream and squatted down, just like a father washing the face of a three year old child. He made her sit horizontally on her knees, bent over, picked up a handful of water with her right hand and began to wash her face.    

    

After wiping her face clean with a torn rag, Lee Nanfang placed her on his knees and picked up some herbs. He then put them in his mouth and chewed them until they turned into a mess, then put them on her purple skin: "Does it still hurt?"    

    

"It hurts — ah, no, it doesn't hurt anymore."    

    

Zhan Hsingshen shook his head when he just said it was painful. He looked at Ye Zichen timidly from the corner of his eyes and moved away.    

    

"Stand up and follow the stream. This will have a very good effect on dispersing the blood stasis as soon as possible."    

    

Lee Nanfang stood up and put her on the ground.    

    

Her body immediately swayed and fell like a stream. Lee Nanfang reached out and held her arm just in time.    

    

After being hung on the tree for more than half a day, her legs had long since become numb, and she still hadn't regained the ability to walk properly.    

    

"I … I can walk by myself."    

    

After being stopped by Lee Nanfang, Zhan Hsingshen shook his head in panic. Just as he was about to struggle free, he suddenly thought of something and didn't dare to move.    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't say anything, his left arm wrapped around her waist and supported her as she slowly walked forward.    

    

He had only taken a few steps when he stopped, took off his shirt, and draped it over her.    

    

Although Lee Nanfang didn't think much of her and tried to trample on her as much as possible, she had already been trained here. If she was to be almost naked, it would be disrespectful towards human nature.    

    

Lee Nanfang was much bigger than Jack, and when he put on his shirt, the hem was almost to the knee.    

    

When he carefully helped her button her shirt, tears that seemed to have dried once again rolled down Zhan Hsingshen's face, but he didn't dare to make a sound.    

    

Lee Nanfang suddenly felt guilty.    

    

This was one of his greatest weaknesses, and he wasn't ruthless enough.    

    

"Sigh, actually, I don't want to do this to you. You should know very well."    

    

"Yes, it was my fault. I was the one who forced you to provoke your dignity time and time again."    

    

Zhan Hsingshen hurriedly said, "Please, please forgive me. I will never -- "    

    

Lee Nanfang waved his hand and interrupted her: "Don't call me master, just call me by my name."    

    

Not long ago, when Zhan Hsingshen took the initiative to call him master, he was very satisfied and felt a sense of accomplishment.    

    

But now, he felt awkward listening to it.    

    

He didn't want to be anyone's master, just like how when he saw Zhan Hsingshen being taught to be a normal girl who knew how to be scared, he would help her put on clothes and not want to trample on her dignity.    

    

A woman could call a man her master, but that was only in bed. Not only would it not make him uncomfortable, it would make him even more excited.    

    

"I-okay, Lee Nanfang."    

    

Zhan Hsingshen didn't dare to disobey Lee Nanfang's every order. He agreed in a low voice and lowered his head.    

    

Her two small and delicate feet were wrapped in black silk. As she stepped on the rocks and grass by the stream, she would definitely sway at a distance. Subconsciously, she would stand on tiptoe like a cat with light footsteps.    

    

Lee Nanfang said, "Your feet are very beautiful."    

    

"Yes, yes, my feet are beautiful."    

    

Zhan Hsingshen stopped walking and asked softly: "You want it?"    

    

Soaring Foot was known as the second face of a girl, so most of the men were more or less addicted to foot.    

    

Especially a beauty like Zhan Hsingshen. Who knew how many people were madly infatuated with her, hoping that he could hug her foot in his arms and play around with it.    

    

Thus, when Lee Nanfang praised her beautiful feet, her first reaction was to think that he wanted to play with her feet.    

    

"I don't have the habit of playing with women's feet, that's all."    

    

Lee Nanfang shook his head and changed the topic, "Are you called Zhan Fei or Star God?"    

    

Zhan Hsingshen carefully settled down and softly explained: "My name is Zhan Hsingshen. Zhan Fei, just the singing company got me the stage name. With an imperial concubine in her name, it would definitely mislead the fans. "    

    

"I knew it."    

    

Lee Nanfang laughed, "Zhan Fei's name is not as nice as Zhan Hsingshen's. Oh, by the way, what's your relationship with Hua Yeshen? "    

    

"Yue Sister Shen and I grew up together. We are all — "    

    

After saying that, Zhan Hsingshen suddenly realized something. He raised his head and looked at Lee Nanfang with pleading eyes: "Lee Nanfang, can I not tell you our origins? "If you really want me to say it, I … I will die."    

    

Originally, Lee Nanfang wanted to ask her why she had such a high level of martial arts as a popular singer. However, after seeing her appearance, he lost all interest. "Forget it, don't talk about it anymore. Actually, as long as you don't provoke me, I won't be in the mood to care about your matters. "    

    

Zhan Hsingshen heaved a sigh of relief. His expression relaxed a lot.    

    

Neither of them spoke next.    

    

Just like an old couple who had been together for a lifetime, they held each other as they slowly moved forward.