Strongest Guard

After Lee Nanfang walked seven to eight meters away, Helan Xiaoxin suddenly stood up and asked loudly, "You, are you looking at me like this?"    

Lee Nanfang turned his head and looked at her: "Then, what do you want me to think about you?"    

"I …"    

Helan Xiaoxin's mouth twitched, not knowing how to reply.    

She suddenly realized that Lee Nanfang's IQ was not inferior to hers at all. He could actually see through some of the things that she had thought of this morning.    

She didn't want to spend the next sixteen years in a place she hated.    

To be free and unfettered, to fly under the blue sky, that was her world.    

She believed that since Lee Nanfang was the Boss of South Region's exposure, the information in Jinghong Ming's hands that posed an absolute threat to Helan Family had all become scrap paper.    

As long as Helan Xiaoxin severed the connection she had with Golden Triangle, even if she were to spread it all over the world, no one would believe her even if she were the boss who had controlled the Southern Region of Golden Triangle for four years.    

Moreover, ever since the news of Lee Nanfang taking the initiative to resist lightning had been found out by Helan Family, they had already arranged for Helan Xiaoxin to retreat safely.    

Therefore, the sooner Helan Xiaoxin left, the better.    

She's not gone yet.    

She had said that she would stay here with Lee Nanfang for sixteen years because her conscience was playing tricks on her.    

If a crafty, capricious woman had a conscience, she would be tormented to the point of being miserable, and she would age exceptionally quickly.    

Lee Nanfang didn't want to see her age so quickly. That way, he would feel guilty.    

Since he was already a hero, it was too late for him to go back on his words. Why didn't he let this woman leave?    

"I hope that you can repay my gratitude towards Yue Zitong. Don't let her be implicated by me, because she will hate me so much. In the future, don't let her smoke that kind of cigarette, and don't let her smoke number one. "    

Lee Nanfang looked at her quietly. After a moment of silence, he asked: "This request of mine, is it too much?"    

"No--outrageous."    

Helan Xiaoxin, who had a bitter taste in her mouth, was clearly wearing a tight black leather suit, but she felt like she was standing in the night breeze and was being slashed by Lee Nanfang's knife-like gaze. She couldn't lie.    

"Before you leave, arrange all the delivery procedures and fill in my name. As for your dog, who has no sense of patience and is ambitious, you'd better take him with you. Otherwise, I'm afraid that as soon as you walk away, the back of my foot will turn her into fertilizer. You know, I hate women who are too manly. "    

Lee Nanfang threw down these words and quickly left.    

He wanted to make a tour of his drug kingdom before the sun set and test out his forces.    

Since he was determined to become a Great Poisonous Owl, he should have the awareness to become a drug lord.    

Seeing him walk over, a pair of patrolling soldiers raised their hands from afar and greeted him, shouting 'Hello, Boss'.    

When Zha Cai was still alive, he liked to have his subordinates call him commander.    

If you don't know, you might think that he is the commanding officer of some group of soldiers, but in reality, he is just a drug dealing leader. Helan Xiaoxin doesn't care to do the job of pasting gold on his face, Lee Nanfang is too lazy to do it.    

Being called 'Boss' was actually quite good.    

He called Gala and got into the jeep. The owner said he was going to take a look around the town to enjoy the local customs and practices.    

If the big boss of the southern district didn't have three pickup trucks with machine guns and more than a dozen heavily armed soldiers to accompany him, how could he display his unparalleled elegance?    

When the car passed the long street, there were white girls with long legs in front of the door. They lifted up their little fur skirts to show Lee Nanfang their charming appearance, they would immediately throw over a US dollar bill to persuade her to go to a hospital in developed countries in Europe and the United States.    

As for those who wanted to beg for food, as long as they weren't natives, Gala wouldn't stop the car. He would just increase the throttle and crash into them, scaring them out of their wits.    

Gala introduced them as the people who asked for food had either gambled all their money or were lazy junkies. Relying on their identity card with Golden Triangle, they just pretended to be pitiful asking for food, eating and waiting for their deaths.    

For someone like him, who had no yearning for a beautiful tomorrow, living another day was a waste of resources.    

Lee Nanfang agreed with Gala's words. Therefore, he didn't even blink when Gala raised his gun and knocked out two takers in a row.    

If the big boss was not ruthless, people would think he was easy to bully. The big boss of the three southern districts had long wanted to divide up the southern districts. It would be strange if he didn't make a move.    

Lee Nanfang actually came this time to establish his reputation.    

I'll tell everyone in action, no one is to provoke me or else someone will die.    

However, killing only seemed to be a little too monotonous. Should he snatch this pretty girl back and make her his concubine?    

Just as Lee Nanfang was staring at a Caucasian woman with this thought in his mind, someone greeted him.    

That tone was as intimate as if he had seen his father: "Boss Lee, where are you going?"    

After seeing David, Boss Lee realized that the long-legged girl that he had his eyes on was actually the woman of a good friend.    

When Boss Lee saw the long-legged girl, Gala tactfully stopped the car.    

Un, this guy is clever and has a bright future, I hope he can become the right hand man for me in Japan.    

In Helan Xiaoxin's plan book, Gala and the other three would follow Shangdao Yinghua to the Japan.    

These four people were all trained by Helan Xiaoxin with great effort. They were loyal, capable, and one of the best out of the hundreds of armed men in the southern region. After being selected to go to the Japan, they were extremely happy.    

No matter how good the environment was at Golden Triangle, it still wouldn't be as fun as it would be in a large city.    

Whether it was Gala or David, they were both smart people.    

Before Gala realized that the big boss had the intention to get off the car and open the door, David stood three meters away from the car. He slightly bent his body and stretched out his hands.    

Firstly, it showed his respect for Boss Lee, and secondly, it indicated that he didn't have any weapon that could kill.    

Lee Nanfang, who was chewing on a big cigar, got off the car, stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Wu Tie: "Mr. David, are you done with your work? If there's anything I can help you with, just let me know. "    

All the drug dealers who came to pick up the goods would come the next day to arrange a proper route for the goods to be shipped away.    

But they will not go with the goods, but they will put off the day.    

Thus, even if something happened to the goods and the Interpol knew that they were drug dealers, they would not be able to do anything without evidence.    

"It has been arranged. "Thank you for Mr. Lee's concern."    

David glanced at the woman beside him and asked with a smile, "Mr. Lee, can you please go in and have a cup of tea?"    

The Golden Triangle realm had a teahouse here, and the tea culture was not inferior to Hua Xia at all. The tea ceremony was very popular, and the coffee shops that were loved by the Western people, had almost no markets here.    

Lee Nanfang was a easy-going person, especially when invited by the generous David.    

Gala and the rest were holding guns and guarding the outside of the hotel. Inside a box, which had some original decorations, Lee Nanfang and David were sitting across from each other on the floor.    

Eighty percent of people with Golden Triangle were courageous and resolute.    

The ancestors of the brave were the soldiers who had fled here during the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. They had lived in a foreign land for hundreds of years, but they had always maintained the uniqueness of Han culture.    

Sitting on the floor, drinking fragrant tea, it comes from the tea ceremony of Han culture.    

What made Lee Nanfang surprised was that the long-legged girl that he had taken a fancy to was actually a tea expert.    

As for how high her tea ceremony was, Boss Lee said that she was much better than him.    

Seeing what Lee Nanfang was thinking in his heart, Liu Tie smiled complacently and explained, "Alice had specially learned the tea ceremony for two years in the Japan. That's why I brought her here. "I believe that Boss Lee can taste the charm of ancient China from the tea she brewed."    

"Is that so?"    

Lee Nanfang said plainly, "Although I don't know much about the tea ceremony, but from the way Miss Alice seems to be mixing cocktails, it should only be the skin of my Chinese tea ceremony fur. It's not worth it. "    

It was one thing for Zhang Xuan to not praise him for treating him to tea, but it was quite impolite for him to treat him so as to not take any liberties with him.    

David was slightly stunned, and then came to his senses: "Sorry, Boss Lee, I forgot that you are a descendant of the Yan Huang race, that's why I respect Japan in front of you. It's my fault. "    

"Ai, you're not wrong. It's my nationalistic nature."    

Lee Nanfang sighed, and said without much interest, "Actually, the tea ceremony, flower arrangement and other cultures in Japan are even more refined than the mainland. This is because the culture they learned from the Central Plains was not trampled upon by the barbarians, so it can be preserved perfectly. "    

In Han culture, which has a resplendent history spanning five thousand years, there have been countless times in history when an alien cavalry army trampled over it. However, the one that dealt such a fatal blow to Han culture was the two hundred and sixty years of absolute clarity.    

This was also the main reason why some historians concluded that Tang culture was in the Japan, Song culture was in the Southern Yue, and Ming culture was in the South Korea.    

Lee Nanfang had seen the wild history of this area before, so he knew that the tea ceremony in Japan was more orthodox than China.    

Seeing Lee Nanfang's sad expression, David obviously wouldn't be stupid enough to talk about Chinese culture and give Alice a wink.    

Alice understood immediately. She picked up her teacup and leaned it on Lee Nanfang's body, "Mr. Lee, please have some tea."    

David laughed at the timing, "Hur Hur, there are cultural boundaries, but I believe that Boss Lee's appreciation of women's beauty conforms to the universal standards of the world."    

"That's only natural — it's just not good."    

Boss Lee said in a fake manner. As he supported Alice's hands that were holding the teacup, his left hand did what he should do.    

When you are depressed because you are worried about our race's culture, you will feel much better if you ruthlessly twist the body of a beautiful woman from a different race.    

Seeing that David also had the intention to stand up and leave, Lee Nanfang decisively pushed her away and sternly said, "Mr. David, you should have heard our country say something like this before. Call me a friend and wife, not playful. "    

"I've been taught, it's my fault."    

David's acting skills were not any weaker than Lee Nanfang's. He immediately criticized himself and said to Alice, "You should leave first, so as to avoid the spread of rumors that will adversely affect Boss Lee."    

"Ha, you know me, Mr. David as well."    

Lee Nanfang laughed and raised his cup with both hands. "Here, tea for wine. Cheers!"    

With a clink, the two of them drank a cup together before their friendship deepened once again.    

After personally serving Boss Lee tea, David said with a regretful expression, "Boss Lee, yesterday afternoon, I was planning to play with you at Gray Valley. It seems like you can't go."    

"Hai, there's nothing I can do. I'm just busy with official business too."    

Lee Nanfang sighed and changed the subject, "Mr. David, do you know any friends from the fashion industry over in Paris? "Well, I mean, that kind of influence."    

David raised his eyebrows and laughed: "What a coincidence, I am friends with the CEO of Van Sloane."