Strongest Guard

The biggest difference between being unconscious and being awake was sensation.    

    

When Zhan Hsingshen passed out, Lee Nanfang also hit her with a rattan stick. It was very painful.    

    

However, at that time, she was unconscious. Even if she had the ability to dodge or resist due to the pain, that was only due to her body's instinctive reaction. She didn't have any clear thoughts.    

    

Now that she was conscious, when Lee Nanfang fiercely waved his hand and whipped her, the burning pain disappeared. Instead, it was a humiliation that she had never felt before, causing her to scream out in pain: "Lee Nanfang, you animal, you — ah!"    

    

When teaching women a lesson, keep your mouth shut when you can.    

    

This sentence was personally summed up by Xie Qingshang, who was famous for being afraid of his wife.    

    

Lee Nanfang agreed.    

    

Therefore, when Zhan Hsingshen screamed and cursed at him, the power on the whip increased.    

    

He didn't believe it at all. This woman, who he thought was too arrogant, really had the character of a martyr. She was able to not yield even after being whipped.    

    

"Lee Nanfang, I'm going to kill your entire family!"    

    

"I'm going to kill your entire family!"    

    

"I'm going to kill you all!"    

    

Zhan Hsingshen's angry swearing, along with the sound of the crack of the whip, sounded quite pleasing to the ears. He once again awakened the Black Dragon in Lee Nanfang's body, rolling up and down as it howled to urge the host to use force, force, and force.    

    

Hearing the shrill and furious curses coming from the phone, and the sound of the whip, Hua Yeshen, who had stopped the car by the side, lowered her right hand, which was holding the phone, powerlessly.    

    

She clearly understood why Lee Nanfang did this.    

    

He was using actual actions to reply to her threats, expressing his disdain for them.    

    

Suddenly, Hua Yeshen felt that she was probably wrong.    

    

She underestimated Lee Nanfang.    

    

Even if she knew that she was that damned woman who had brutally tortured him twice, she wouldn't be afraid of anything just because of that. She would only use a more despicable and despicable method to trample on Zhan Hsingshen and tell him that she wasn't afraid of him.    

    

Not only was Lee Nanfang not afraid of anyone's threats, he was also more skilled than Hua Yeshen had thought.    

    

Zhan Hsingshen, who was in no way inferior to her, had ambushed him in advance. The fact that he was once again whipped and humiliated proved this point.    

    

But why, when Hua Yeshen had been probed twice by the ghost girl, had he been beaten to the same state as the Stinky Sock?    

    

Lee Nanfang definitely wasn't faking it.    

    

How could someone as arrogant as him, who had been threatened by others, possibly hide his true strength when he was being abused like a Stinky Sock?    

    

"I keep having the feeling that he's a bit stronger than I thought. But for some reason, it seems like his hands and feet were bound by something, making him unable to show it. "    

    

Hua Yeshen recalled the words that she had warned Zhan Hsingshen about.    

    

At that time, she could not be sure that her guess was correct.    

    

Now she was sure she wasn't wrong.    

    

"What is going on?"    

    

He lowered his head to look at the phone on his knee and listened to the girls' hissing and whipping sounds. Hua Yeshen's eyebrows were constantly twitching as she repeated this question in a low voice.    

    

When she asked herself for the fourth time, Hua Yeshen's eyes suddenly lit up and she whispered, "Could it be … like this?"    

    

She had brutally tortured Lee Nanfang twice, and both times, she appeared as a terrifying ghost.    

    

The appearance of these evil spirits could indeed cause a person to be shocked visually, but that was only for ordinary people. The timid ones would probably faint after seeing Hua Yeshen's appearance in the middle of the night.    

    

Is Lee Nanfang timid?    

    

Yes, no!    

    

If he was timid, he wouldn't do what he was doing right now.    

    

Not only was this scumbag not timid, he was also quite bold. Otherwise, he wouldn't have trampled on Zhan Hsingshen in such a wretched way to retaliate against Hua Yeshen's threat.    

    

Therefore, it could be proved that the bold and talented Lee Nanfang was oppressed by Hua Yeshen twice, not because he was scared by her devilish look, but because of her appearance.    

    

Or it could be said that his soul was afraid of Hua Yeshen!    

    

"Lee Nanfang, why, why are you afraid of me alone? "Could it be, just because I am a Night Tiger and you are —"    

    

Slowly coming to her senses, Hua Yeshen's eyes brightened as a relaxed smile surfaced on her face. "But, the Black Dragon that I have been bitterly searching for for for over a dozen years in this thirty feet soft and red world?"    

    

"Are you really rejuvenating?"    

    

"If it's true, then Qu's death is simply too valuable."    

    

"Hu!"    

    

Hua Yeshen let out a heavy breath and started the car.    

    

She wanted to rush back to the Mountain Resort using the fastest speed possible and send her most capable subordinates to investigate Lee Nanfang's background.    

    

As for the fact that Zhan Hsingshen was being trampled by Scumbag Lee, it was nothing compared to the organization's special events.    

    

Besides, Hua Yeshen was also sure that Lee Nanfang could torture Zhan Hsingshen in broad daylight. Of course, he was hiding in a place that no one else could see.    

    

Hua Yeshen wasn't mistaken. Two hills separated the place where Lee Nanfang tortured Zhan Hsingshen from last night's ambush.    

    

They were in a valley between two mountains, filled with wild jujube trees, weeds and shrubbery. Not far away, there was a small stream that was only two to three meters wide.    

    

The special terrain and dense forest all had the best sound suppressing effect. No matter how loud Zhan Hsingshen's hissing sound was, anyone who passed by on the coiled mountain road two mountains away would not be able to hear it.    

    

Scream, scream, even if you scream your head off, no one will hear you.    

    

This line that had been circulating on the internet for a long time was the most appropriate one to use here.    

    

Lee Nanfang was very proud of himself for finding such an excellent location, but he was also a bit angry.    

    

He clearly whipped Zhan Hsingshen into a pulp of flesh. Oh, wrong, tears should be flowing down his cheeks.    

    

When teaching beautiful women, do not ruin the beauty given by heaven, or you will be struck by lightning.    

    

Therefore, Lee Nanfang was whipping really hard, and Zhan Hsingshen was also in extreme pain. His full and perky butt was already whipped into an evil green and purple color, but it didn't even manage to rub against Zhan Hsingshen's oily skin at all.    

    

This was also a job that ordinary people could not do.    

    

Zhan Hsingshen was trembling as if he was trembling because of the sobs, as if he would collapse at the next moment and beg for mercy.    

    

But why didn't she beg for mercy?    

    

The curses never stopped!    

    

Scolding is fine, but you have to change your style and let Scumbag Lee have a taste of it, alright?    

    

Those are the animals that keep turning over and over again, thugs, scum, I'm going to kill your whole family!    

    

Don't you know that all men have the habit of hating the old?    

    

It was the same for being scolded by others.    

    

Why don't you curse, if you dare hit me again, I will f * cking fuck your whole family's man!    

    

That way, Lee Nanfang might be in high spirits and listen attentively, but not like he was now. The more he listened, the more annoyed he would become.    

    

When a man is agitated, he will strike harder.    

    

Zhan Hsingshen's tears became even more urgent, and his cursing became lower and lower, like a bloody cuckoo.    

    

She still hadn't begged for mercy.    

    

When a woman couldn't stand being cruelly abused by a man, would begging for mercy be shameful?    

    

Why, like a martyr, would you rather be beaten to death than yield?    

    

Do you really think that you are those martyrs that can face death for the sake of their faith?    

    

You're putting on an act.    

    

Zhan Hsingshen's strength made Lee Nanfang, who was initially controlled by the demonic nature, very embarrassed and annoyed. He whipped the branch again and threw away the rattan that was obviously missing a segment.    

    

His chest heaved and his face was livid, as if he were the one being abused.    

    

The corner of Zhan Hsingshen's mouth was already stained with blood. When she was whipped, the pain in her eyes started to dissipate, but when Lee Nanfang threw away the vines and leaned against the tree as he panted heavily, her eyes quickly regained their clarity.    

    

Lee Nanfang was too lazy to listen. He knew what she was saying without listening.    

    

It's just a damn hooligan like you, why did you stop?    

    

"Come on, come on, if you have the ability to continue beating your grandma, you won't be a hero if your grandma frowns a bit …"    

    

Zhan Hsingshen didn't know that her self-righteous attitude not only didn't make Lee Nanfang worship her, but it instead brought him even more humiliation.    

    

Lee Nanfang pursed his lips and looked at her with an evil smile. Then, he took off his phone and ended his call with Hua Yeshen. He opened the recording, rearranged the angle, and put it on the tree branch.    

    

"Scolding a bit more while you still can. You won't have a chance in a while."    

    

Lee Nanfang shook his shoulders, which were numb from the whipping, and walked in front of her with a chuckle. He grabbed the tree branch and jumped onto the tree like a monkey, untying the rope around her wrist.    

    

"Bastard, let go of me!"    

    

Zhan Hsingshen's feet completely landed on the ground and he had a chance to exert his strength. He roared as he struggled with all his might.    

    

Before she could finish her cursing, a sharp pain came from her left rib cage. Her vision turned black, and she suddenly opened her mouth and let out a suppressed scream.    

    

When the pain that was so deep it made Zhan Hsingshen want to vomit subsided, he found that she had already knelt on the ground with her hands still tied by two cloth belts to two trees. Wu Tie's left hand was picking up her hair, forcing her to raise her chin.    

    

Lee Nanfang looked down at her and smiled.    

    

After seeing this smile, Zhan Hsingshen realized something and wanted to scream at him in anger, "What are you doing!?"    

    

What does Lee Nanfang want to do?    

    

The answer came quickly.    

    

With her right hand she plucked at her hair, forcing her to lie on the outside of his right leg, and with her left hand she gripped her chin and made a violent mistake.    

    

Zhan Hsingshen's chin had been dislocated. Saliva with some blood flowed out uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth.    

    

Lee Nanfang smiled and unbuckled his belt.    

    

Ye Zichen turned around and pointed at the phone on the tree. There was a video recording of what happened.    

    

Taking pictures of a woman when she was threatened was definitely a despicable and useful method.    

    

Especially celebrities like Zhan Hsingshen, who walked the pure path, view their reputation above their life.    

    

When talking to a man, she had to pay attention time and time again, fearing that there would be some scandal that would affect her cold image in his fans. What's more, she was going to be molested by a man in an extremely vulgar manner?    

    

"Originally, I didn't want to use such an immoral method to deal with you. "But your foolish, forceful attitude makes me very unhappy."    

    

Lee Nanfang took out his iron rod like thing and slowly put it into Zhan Hsingshen's dislocated mouth. He then said with a weird smile, "Whoever makes me unhappy, I will make them unhappy to make me happy."    

    

When Zhan Hsingshen woke up from his coma, he was so ashamed that he was about to die from the strange pleasure slowly floating up again. Zhan Hsingshen painfully closed his eyes.    

    

She finally admitted that Lee Nanfang was right.    

    

Her forceful attitude was rather foolish. Other than bringing her greater humiliation, she had not only gained nothing, but had also obtained a fatal weakness. She had fallen into the hands of this scum who was even scarier than demons.    

    

She had brought all of this upon herself.