Strongest Guard

After he called Lee Nanfang last night, Aunt Yue sat calmly on the sofa with a glass of red wine in her hand as she watched movies, waiting for him to come home to cook.    

    

Waiting left, waiting right, Lee Nanfang just won't go home.    

    

Yue Zitong lost her patience and began to call him, asking where he was.    

    

Unexpectedly, this little bastard had a temper. Not only did he dare to say that he was flirting with girls outside, he even dared to scold her for always calling.    

    

How could Yue Zitong not be angry?    

    

She still wanted to summon Lee Nanfang home, discuss how to collude with her, and stabilize Helan Xiaoxin first. After that, he actually dared to yell at her like a man who wasn't afraid of his wife.    

    

Do you really think that you have the ability to go to the Japan and cut off Tosio's big brother's tongue?    

    

Of course, it wasn't because he was strong, but because his skin was itchy!    

    

What was this?    

    

If he wasn't taught a lesson, he wouldn't know why the flowers were so red!    

    

Yue Zitong had worked at Guoan for six years, but she hadn't always made eye contact with Brother Fusu. She had also learned a lot of true arts, like taking local materials, setting up a mechanism at the door of the living room, and waiting for the defenseless Lee Nanfang to enter the door — she was sure to be hung up from the top of her head with a "sou" sound.    

    

At that time, wouldn't he let Aunt Yue hang the dog while holding the whip?    

    

After settling the trap in her heart, Yue Zitong continued to wait. Even though the flowers were all gone, Little Rascal still hadn't come.    

    

He wouldn't have gone to the hotel with that woman, would he?    

    

The more she thought about it, the angrier Yue Zitong became, and she couldn't wait any longer. She put on her sports clothes and was about to go to a bar to find Lee Nanfang — when they were on the phone, she had clearly heard from her cell phone that a waiter was there to greet customers, and had said that she would welcome you to the Blue Sky Bar.    

    

Yue Zitong also had a deep memory of Blue Sky Bar. That was the first time she displayed her power in front of Scumbag Lee. She would never forget it.    

    

After dressing, Yue Zitong put a knife at her waist to be safe.    

    

Fortunately, she had the knife with her. Otherwise, how would she go down to the ground when she was suddenly hung upside down?    

    

In her rage, Yue Zitong had forgotten about the mechanism she had set up at the entrance of the living room in order to take care of Lee Nanfang. She was hung upside down by the mechanism she had designed.    

    

As for the matter of cutting the rope, falling heavily on the ground, tears were flowing out of his eyes. Yue Zitong disdained to tell anyone about shouting 'Mother', she would only force everything on Lee Nanfang to settle the score!    

    

After driving out of the mansion, Yue Zitong cursed at Scumbag Lee. Soon, she saw a car parked in the middle of the road. The lights were bright, causing people to be unable to open their eyes.    

    

Who the hell was this? He was so wicked as to stop the car in the middle of the road in the distant light.    

    

The road that led to the villa was not wide to begin with, so when the car in front stopped in the middle of the road, Yue Zitong could only temporarily park her car. Just as she was about to honk her horn to warn her opponent, she saw two people fighting on the side of the road.    

    

One person was beating up the other person, like he was cleaning up a Stinky Sock.    

    

When you went out in the middle of the night, you could also see people fighting, so you had to watch. Otherwise, the two people who were fighting wouldn't be in high spirits when there was no audience to support them, and the show wouldn't be too exciting.    

    

If it was any other girl, she would definitely hide as far away from him as she could in the middle of the night.    

    

But who was Yue Zitong? She was no ordinary girl. She immediately opened the door and got off the car. With a pious heart, she walked along the road.    

    

The two of them had been too engrossed in the drama. Whether it was the torturers or the torturers, neither of them noticed that a car was parked not far away. Someone had walked over to give their support.    

    

When Yue Zitong walked closer, the ghost girl coincidentally kicked Lee Nanfang flying, flying a kite.    

    

Mr. Lee's beautiful posture caused him to fly horizontally towards Yue Zitong.    

    

F * ck, who would be so brutal? Isn't this my obedient Little Nephew?    

    

Seeing that the one being abused was Lee Nanfang, Yue Zitong got angry. Without thinking, she shouted and pounced over.    

    

As she flew, she saw that the man in white was a woman.    

    

"Alright, I admit it. Even though it was just a quick glance, that stinky woman is still not bad looking." Fine, I admit it, even though it's just a quick glance, but that stinky woman is still not bad looking.    

    

Simply explaining how she performed the Heaven Flying Immortal at midnight, after kicking away that stinky woman who dared to bully Little Nephew, Yue Zitong frowned slightly and looked at Lee Nanfang in confusion, "I am surprised. Although your fighting skills are far inferior to mine. "But you shouldn't be beaten to a pulp by a woman. You don't even have the power to resist at all."    

    

Without waiting for Lee Nanfang to finish speaking, she suddenly came to a realization: "Oh, I know! If you don't retaliate, are you ashamed of yourself? Or rather, if she is pregnant with your child and wants to settle the score with you, you will feel guilty! Speak, who is she? "    

    

"Humph, stop rolling your eyes."    

    

Yue Zitong looked at the speechless Lee Nanfang and couldn't help but sneer. "You should know our Party's policy of dealing with scum. Be honest and lenient, and be strict in your resistance."    

    

Lee Nanfang was speechless as he looked at the chattering Yue Zitong.    

    

He didn't know what to say either!    

    

She was clearly a scary looking ghost girl, but why did she turn into a pretty girl with thin eyes and thin lips? She had a lot of money on her chest, but she could still be considered pretty?    

    

He also suspected that she had ruined his child. He wanted to 'treat human life as grass', so the woman fought him to the death out of anger. He was so afraid that he didn't dare to retaliate.    

    

Where is it, and where is it?    

    

Illusion!    

    

Just when Lee Nanfang was about to retort, he suddenly thought of something.    

    

That damned woman last night, not only was she terrifying, she could even create illusions in an instant.    

    

This was the only explanation that could explain why Lee Nanfang and Yue Zitong were both so weak when facing the same woman.    

    

This proved that the ghost girl was strange. Lee Nanfang had never seen or heard of her before.    

    

However, he believed that the damned woman he was facing was her true appearance.    

    

What Yue Zitong saw was just a false impression that she was vulnerable and didn't want to reveal her true strength.    

    

This way, even if Lee Nanfang said he had broken the rules, Yue Zitong wouldn't believe that woman would be so terrifying. She would only mock him as a way to cover up the fact that he gave up after getting her pregnant.    

    

Was there any need for him to explain?    

    

Was it necessary to say that the ghost girl suddenly appeared because she suspected that he came from the Dark Samsara, that there was a black dragon hidden inside his body, and that she wanted to take him to a place where he should go?    

    

No need.    

    

There was no need for that. Lee Nanfang could only take a deep breath, burying all his palpitations deep in his heart. He forced a smile and said: "Hehe, what nonsense are you talking about? What does it mean to be honest and lenient, and to be strict in resisting? I don't know that woman at all. "    

    

"Bullshit! You don't know her, why is she looking for you? Why don't you retaliate? You'll only be beaten like a dead dog and lose all your face to me?"    

    

"I'll say it one last time, I really don't know her!"    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't want to be entangled with her on this matter anymore, so he immediately changed the topic: "What time is it now?"    

    

"Lee Nanfang, don't try to change the topic. If you don't explain it to me, don't even think about walking out of this room! "    

    

Yue Zitong stood up and took a few steps back with a complacent expression as she looked at the bedside.    

    

Following her line of sight, Lee Nanfang's eyes darkened and he almost vomited blood!    

    

This little slut had actually drilled holes into her head with electric drills, used expansion bolts to insert two fine steel rings into the wall, and then used two handcuffs to handcuffed his hands and hands, hanging them from the wall.    

    

His feet were also adorned with iron chains that even the mastiff could not break free of. They were fastened to the two iron hoops on the floor.    

    

These props were hard for girls to obtain, but for Yue Zitong, who had a six-year history as a secret service agent, they were nothing.    

    

Was it hard to do this for a crazy woman who could design a trap to hang herself?    

    

F * ck, she's planning to murder her husband.    

    

I just got cleaned up by that damned woman last night, okay?    

    

It's fine if you don't send me to the hospital, but why are you treating me like this?    

    

Lee Nanfang cursed in his heart. He opened his eyes and looked at Yue Zitong as he said lightly: "You still lack the most important tool to kill your husband?"    

    

"You mean icicles?"    

    

Yue Zitong smiled confidently as she twisted her enchanting waist and walked to the refrigerator. She took out a frozen icicle from inside and slowly waved it in her hand while giggling, "Haha, I didn't expect a person like you who didn't know anything had seen Salanson's' Instinct 'before. Otherwise, it would be impossible for us to know that the icicle is the best weapon. "    

    

With that, she jumped in front of the bed, put her left elbow on his neck, and stabbed him on the throat with the sharp icicle in her right hand. What is your relationship with her? "    

    

"Damn it!"    

    

Lee Nanfang was really angry. He suddenly raised his head to hit her forehead, but Yue Zitong was already prepared and dodged in time. She laughed crazily with her charming voice: "You want to assassinate my aunt? Little bastard, you're still too inexperienced! Ha, haha, to tell you the truth, I'm not going to work today, so I'll have to depend on you! If you don't speak the truth, you can just wait to die. "    

    

Lee Nanfang had nothing to say to this brain-dead woman. He could only groan: "Sister —"    

    

"Who are you calling sis?"    

    

"Big Sis."    

    

"The devil is your elder sister!"    

    

"Aunt."    

    

"Don't try to get close."    

    

"Aunt."    

    

"Sigh, this is not bad."    

    

Yue Zitong smilingly drew circles on Lee Nanfang's mouth with an icicle in her hand. "Good nephew, what do you have to say to me?"    

    

"Please take a look at what time it is."    

    

"Seven thirty-five."    

    

Yue Zitong finally gave him the time, then sneered. "Hmph, why are you so concerned about time, you must have made an appointment with some damn woman to fool around, right?"    

    

"Yeah."    

    

Lee Nanfang nodded and replied plainly, "I want to see her by eight o'clock at the latest. A minute late will leave you with deep regrets. "    

    

The icicle pierced his throat again. Yue Zitong, who was in the midst of playing with it, coldly asked, "Who is she? What are you going to do on your date? "    

    

"Her surname is Long and her name is Loong Chengcheng."    

    

"What?"    

    

While Yue Zitong was still stunned, Lee Nanfang suddenly raised his head again. Ignoring the ice pick that had pierced the skin on his neck, he shouted loudly, "Yue Zitong, you idiot! Do you know that before eight o'clock, I have to give her a hundred million in order to acquire the Lin City factory? You play, and I will play with you forever, no longer caring about that bullshit factory! "    

    

Yue Zitong's expression changed drastically as she hurriedly threw away the ice pick. She grabbed onto Lee Nanfang's collar and asked anxiously, "What 100 million? Where did you borrow a hundred million! "    

    

"In my pocket."    

    

Lee Nanfang looked down at his body and asked, "Where are my clothes?"