Strongest Guard

It was a very long dream. In the dream, he saw many people: men and women, young and old, towering shrines under the blue sky and white clouds, and tall mountains covered in ten thousand years of snow.    

So many scenes, so many people. Lee Nanfang only remembered one woman when he was about to wake up from his dream.    

What did that woman look like?    

Lee Nanfang didn't know, because she had her back to him and was wearing a long black robe. When the wind blew, it lifted her hair and exposed her skin behind her ears, which was whiter than a ten thousand years' worth of snow.    

Looking at her back, he could tell that she looked familiar. She looked alike — quite similar to Yue Zitong.    

However, how could Yue Zitong's skin be so white?    

Most importantly, no matter how imposing Aunt Yue was, she did not possess the domineering aura that the woman in black did.    

At most, she was just a small rich woman who managed thousands of subordinates, and she was as proud as a rooster.    

Who could that woman be?    

When this question appeared in Lee Nanfang's mind again, he heard someone singing.    

It was a beautiful woman's voice, singing Huang Jiajia's "I like you". Her voice was sweet and melodious, "I like you, your eyes are moving, and your laughter is even more charming. "May I caress you again. That lovely face, that arm in arm, like yesterday when you were together with me …"    

A pair of hands slowly caressed his body, bringing with it a slight coolness. It was very comfortable.    

Someone should be wiping his body with a wet towel.    

Who's wiping my ass?    

Did you get my permission to just randomly eat my tofu?    

Lee Nanfang, who had slept soundly, slowly opened his eyes and saw a full moon.    

Alright, Lee Nanfang admitted that he was quite suspicious of posturing when he described a woman's most beautiful appearance. However, if he didn't let a cultured person do the posturing, he would feel very uncomfortable in his heart.    

The woman had her back to him, holding a wet towel and wiping his legs.    

Her current appearance was too unconventional.    

Lee Nanfang was a man of honor – he had a reaction, so it was normal.    

Perhaps because she was tired, the woman stopped wiping her forehead and turned around.    

Sister Xin's coquettish and charming face immediately appeared in Lee Nanfang's line of sight.    

Lee Nanfang blinked his eyes and smiled as he greeted, "Morning."    

Everyone was clearly greeting each other, so why did this woman want to hit him again?    

Is it just because Boss Lee isn't wearing any clothes right now?    

Seeing him frown, Helan Xiaoxin silently giggled and asked, "How do you know this is in the morning?"    

"Two o'clock."    

Lee Nanfang raised two fingers on his right hand: "First, when I opened my eyes, I spent most of my time in the morning. Secondly, only in the morning will my brother salute when he meets an old acquaintance. "    

"Number one, this is at night. Around 10: 30 PM."    

Helan Xiaoxin also stretched out two slender fingers and said, "Second, your brother has only interacted with me a few times. He is still far from being an old acquaintance of mine."    

"Is that so? "Looks like I'm acting a little abnormal."    

Lee Nanfang rolled his eyes. After seeing the stars twinkle outside the window, he knew he said something wrong: "Shouldn't you let go of my hand and leave my room quickly? In case my aunt suddenly comes in and gets jealous. "    

Helan Xiaoxin didn't let go. Instead, she increased her strength by a little bit as she smiled, "Don't worry, little girl. Your aunt will not come in. And even if she did come in, she wouldn't interfere with us doing anything. "    

"Let go."    

Lee Nanfang frowned and said lightly: "Get out."    

He didn't mind spending time alone with a sister like Helan Xiaoxin, doing what all men loved to do, if he was interested, or if he felt that Sister Xin had committed a grave mistake and needed to be punished.    

Right now, he wasn't interested.    

He had become stiff, but it was his natural reaction after waking up from his beautiful sleep. It was commonly known as choking on urine.    

Helan Xiaoxin was wiping his body. This was not a mistake, as she did not need to be punished by him.    

Since they didn't take up any of the space between the two, why did Lee Nanfang have to get along with her in such an ambiguous manner?    

A man had to maintain his bottom line no matter what he did. He couldn't just ignore Yue Zitong's feelings just because he was envious of Helan Xiaoxin, right?    

Although Scumbag Lee rarely thought of his aunt when he was doing something.    

Helan Xiaoxin seemed to be slightly afraid of him. She released him with a grunt, turned around, and walked out of the room with a twist of her butt, slamming the door loudly.    

"Women are used to this."    

Lee Nanfang pursed his lips in disdain and sat down cross-legged to do some chest stretching. When he was about to get out of bed to go get some water, he realized that this room was not his bedroom in the Yue Clan.    

It was a hotel.    

It wasn't like the hotel he stayed in, where some handicrafts were hung on the walls of Guain, and the flower pots on the bedside table and the windowsill were planted — after seeing these flowers, Lee Nanfang thought of the poppy plant.    

"What kind of hotel is this? Even the opium poppy is raised here in broad daylight. Aren't you afraid of being caught by the police?"    

Lee Nanfang was a bit confused. He took a blanket from the bed, put it around his waist, walked to the window and opened it.    

Outside, the moon was bright like a plate, and the silvery light was sprinkling down. It was as bright as day, and the gentle night breeze carried along with it an intoxicating fragrance.    

Flower Sea.    

Lee Nanfang saw the sea of flowers.    

In the middle of the night, he opened the window and looked out at the sea of flowers under the bright moon. How romantic was this moment?    

However, when Lee Nanfang smelled the intoxicating fragrance, his pupils suddenly shrunk.    

Lee Nanfang didn't need to carefully distinguish which flowers were planted in the sea of flowers under the window. Just from the intoxicating fragrance, Lee Nanfang knew what it was.    

Poppy.    

Outside the window, there were countless flowers blooming. They were all poppies!    

According to Article 351 of the Criminal Law of our country, anyone who illegally cultivates plants such as opium poppy or cannabis shall be forced to eradicate them.    

At the same time, it is stipulated that those who plant more than 500 opium poppy plants, or those who resist eradication, or those who plant again after treatment, constitute the crime of illegal cultivation of narcotic plants, and are liable to criminal punishment. If the quantity of planting is not enough to constitute a crime, the administrative penalty for public security shall be imposed.    

By planting 500 poppies, one could touch the criminal law and be punished by the law. However, what Lee Nanfang saw was not just 500 of them.    

Five thousand, fifty thousand, not just five hundred thousand.    

There are three places on this planet where we live that grow poppies on a large scale.    

They were the Golden Triangle of Southeast Asia, the Silver Triangle of Southeast Colombia, and Jin Xinyue who was at the border of Afghanistan and the other three countries, also known as the Golden Half Moon Bay.    

Golden Triangle was the main supply base for drugs in Asia. The Silver Triangle Wind was responsible for supplying drugs in America, and the drugs produced by Jin Xinyue accounted for 80% of the drugs in Western Europe.    

Other than these three opium poppy cultivation bases, there were also other regions that produced this kind of demon that would cause people to go mad. There were even some poor countries that even specially established their Opium Poppy Field to produce drugs, treating it as their main product to earn extra money.    

However, those places were all out of hiding. They were not like the world's three famous drug cultivation bases. They did it openly, and it was even more impossible to let foreigners in and out.    

Lee Nanfang raised his hand, and gently rubbed his thumb and forefinger together. Based on the humidity in the air, he quickly determined that the land under his feet should be located in the Southeast Asian region, so it could only be Golden Triangle.    

He was still sleeping in the Qingshan City that was thousands of kilometers away from him last night, why did his Golden Triangle suddenly arrive after he woke up?    

Despite his high level of vigilance, he actually did not notice how he was brought here.    

Lifting his right hand, Lee Nanfang looked at the back of his hand and sighed.    

On the back of his hand, there were a few obvious needle marks. This was a medicine that someone had given him to let him sleep obediently.    

Closing his eyes, Lee Nanfang tried to remember. Thinking about last night, he felt dizzy and tired. He just wanted to sleep.    

He knew very well in his heart how he could feel such fatigue. It was nothing more than punishing Zhan Hsingshen for his excessive lust and catching a cold from the night wind when he went to the Good Friend Manor to get his clothes.    

No matter how good Lee Nanfang's physical fitness was, he was still not a god.    

During this period of time, his private life could be said to have been quite eroded. On the day he punished Zhan Hsingshen, he even had a free time with Helan Xiaoxin in the hotel. The result of his excessive indulgence was that he was invaded by evil qi in the wilderness and fell ill.    

When he opened his eyes again, Helan Xiaoxin had already brought him to Golden Triangle.    

Lee Nanfang had already promised to accompany her here to mess with Zha Cai, so he didn't refuse to stand here and look out the window at the sea of poppies. But when she took advantage of his illness to get him here, even if he agreed or not, she should at least ask Yue Zitong for her opinion, right?    

With Aunt Yue's protective personality, it would be weird if she agreed to let Helan Xiaoxin bring him over.    

The question was, how did Yue Zitong agree to her request?    

Unless Yue Zitong followed along.    

However, this possibility wasn't high. Since she was busy with company affairs and had become a thief, how could she have the time to come here and play?    

Furthermore, Helan Xiaoxin would never let Yue Zitong know that she was a Great Poisonous Owl of the Golden Triangle.    

Under the moonlight, someone was waving at Lee Nanfang from a long way away.    

It was Helan Xiaoxin, who had been chased away by him. This woman was wearing a white windbreaker as she stood amidst the myriad flowers and flowers under the moonlight. Her hair was fluttering in the wind as if she was a fairy who was about to fly away.    

Seeing her relaxed expression, Lee Nanfang knew that the self-assuming Zha Cai was doomed. Even if he was alive now, his biggest hope was to die quickly.    

If he wanted to know why Yue Zitong had agreed to let Helan Xiaoxin bring him here while he was ill, he would have to ask her.    

Lee Nanfang wants to get dressed — damn it, just a white linen nightgown and plastic slippers.    

Other than that, there was not even a pair of shorts.    

Forget it, all the gunmen around him were Helan Xiaoxin's men. Lee Nanfang didn't have to worry about anything. He put on his pajamas, put on his slippers and walked out of the room.