Strongest Guard

All sorts of handicrafts and afternoon tea were sold together, causing the devil's homeland to awaken from its slumber.    

However, those disorderly sounds would never spread into the valley.    

There were only a few hundred acres of poppies. They swayed gently in the wind. From time to time, soldiers wearing camouflage clothes with guns would walk through the fields in the distant forest.    

The two-story bamboo building that was specially set aside for Helan Xiaoxin was a forbidden area within a radius of two hundred meters. Without her permission, even Secretary Huang, who had just risen to become Mrs. Hudieh, did not dare to set foot in it.    

As usual, when a soldier used his binoculars to scan the surroundings, he noticed that there seemed to be a woman shaking her head full of black hair in the bedroom on the second floor of the little bamboo building.    

There are some things that you'd better not look at.    

If he took one more look, he might turn into fertilizer tonight and be buried in the Opium Poppy Field beneath his feet.    

The wind blew and mixed with the faint sounds of singing made the soldiers' breathing turn heavier. They looked at each other and decided to go to a bar together after work.    

In this bar, if you're willing to pay for it, whether it's day or night, whether it's in front of a person or in a room, you can love the woman you like very much.    

Thinking of those Caucasian women, the soldiers breathed more heavily and became more excited. However, without exception, all of them were regretful. No matter how beautiful those women were, how could they compare with the Lady Boss' 'case?    

And the woman who walked so strangely.    

The soldiers didn't dare to blaspheme the boss until she became the Lady Boss's Lady Boss, but they could do it secretly. After all, that woman looked so weak that she could drive a man crazy. She wanted to tear her to pieces so that no other man could snatch her away.    

The woman who walked very strangely had actually long since woken up.    

She had slept for so long that even if she were to die of exhaustion now, she would still be woken up by Helan Xiaoxin's cries.    

Furthermore, the whole small building seemed to be trembling as the woman crazily twisted her waist.    

But she didn't dare open her eyes.    

Despite her extreme desire, the woman riding Lee Nanfang's body screamed. It was her — no, she would only silently cry, tears streaming down her face like pearls.    

She was afraid that if she moved even the slightest bit, she would interrupt them.    

His heart was filled with an incomparable desire, but he could only pretend to be sleeping, and didn't want to be too uncomfortable.    

With a crisp smack, Shangdao Yinghua gritted her teeth and forced herself to sit up, screaming in pain.    

Helan Xiaoxin's palm landed heavily on her body. The whip marks on her body had not completely disappeared. This slap hurt so much that tears flowed out.    

Helan Xiaoxin, who was still wearing her black robe, didn't care if it hurt or not. She suddenly went crazy and grabbed her hair.    

Come on, the two of us.    

Her meaning was obvious.    

No.    

Shangdao Yinghua shook her head and was grabbed by Helan Xiaoxin in the hair. When she violently pressed her hand on Lee Nanfang, another heavy slap completely dispelled her struggle.    

"Someone's crying."    

A soldier leaning on a tree whispered to his companion.    

His companion did not dare to look back at the house. He pricked up his ears and said, "Yes, but there is not the slightest hint of pain in that cry." "Seems like it's quite enjoyable."    

"It's that woman who walked very strangely."    

The third soldier whispered, "I heard her voice last night. It sounded like a cat."    

"Why did she cry?"    

Another person participated in the conversation.    

"Because she's comfortable."    

"But the Lady Boss is here too."    

"The Lady Boss is calling." She's crying. "    

"Where's the boss?"    

One of the soldiers gulped down a mouthful of saliva and asked, "Guess how he feels right now?"    

Lee Nanfang would never tell them what kind of feelings he had.    

In the future, he would never tell anyone about how the barbaric and violent Helan Xiaoxin combined with the submissive and obedient Shangdao Yinghua could bring indescribable pleasure to a man.    

The sun was setting.    

Another day passed.    

Lee Nanfang changed into a navy blue Chinese tunic and stepped on his black leather shoes. He walked out of the bamboo house with his hands behind his back and strode across the farmlands.    

Helan Xiaoxin had specially ordered someone to buy this set of clothes from the mainland last night.    

Women are born with the hobby of dressing up for their men. Helan Xiaoxin's hobby is surprisingly similar to Loong Chengcheng's. They both like Lee Nanfang in his collar with every button tied.    

Actually, Lee Nanfang himself also liked this outfit. He had liked it since a long time ago, but he was still influenced by Xie Qingshang.    

When Lao Xie was showing off, he once said that when his group of birdmen had dominated the world, as long as they participated in official occasions that required posturing, they all had a one-water collar.    

A Chinese tunic could make a man look more spirited and serious, but it could also kill Young Woman in an instant with its cool appearance.    

Lao Xie was right.    

Otherwise, Loong Chengcheng, who came from a Wealthy Class family, and Helan Xiaoxin wouldn't have bought these kinds of clothes for Lee Nanfang at the same time.    

Shangdao Yinghua was sleeping while Helan Xiaoxin was taking a bath.    

Nearly an afternoon of absurdity, a weeping woman, turned to mud and went to sleep without washing up.    

When Lee Nanfang walked to the center of the Opium Poppy Field, Helan Xiaoxin walked out of the bamboo building.    

For some reason, this woman was a fan of the dark.    

Could it be because her mind was very dark?    

She wore tight black leather pants, high waist black riding boots, and a black hat. Her lips were painted as if she had drunk blood.    

"If this place is developed and used as a tourist resort, the benefits may not be any less than the benefits of growing poppies."    

When she walked to his side, Lee Nanfang said with a sigh.    

Helan Xiaoxin plucked another flower, curled her lips and said, "I'm afraid that I would ask you for your pleasure, stop me with those boring words earlier."    

"Bored?" Lee Nanfang asked.    

Helan Xiaoxin retorted, "Is it good?"    

Lee Nanfang asked again, "Can we still have some face?"    

Helan Xiaoxin retorted slowly, "Will someone who truly wants face join hands with me to torture that woman who loves to cry?"    

"You infected me!"    

Lee Nanfang became angry out of embarrassment: "You clearly know that she is covered in injuries and yet you still used such a heavy hand. Do you not have any humanity at all?"    

"This kind of woman, that's all. Otherwise, not only did she not hate you after you killed her husband, she even floated across the ocean to find you. "    

Helan Xiaoxin took the whip and lightly whipped Lee Nanfang's leg. She snorted and said, "Hmph, I am a woman. Of course I know what kind of woman I am and what I need the most. What do you know?"    

Lee Nanfang raised his hand and snatched the whip away, "Are you implying that I'd better use it against you next time?"    

"I don't like to be whipped. I just like to be whipped."    

Helan Xiaoxin raised her hand to cover her mouth and yawned as she said lazily, "Make a bet. A woman who likes to cry likes it when you whip her. To put it bluntly, that kind of person was a masochist. However, she did not realize that this had something to do with the extremely depressing environment in which she lived as a child. "    

"As if you were a psychologist."    

Lee Nanfang threw the whip to her, then turned and walked towards the Sunshade.    

Beneath the Sunshade, there was a rattan chair and a table.    

On the table were red wine and a fruit bowl. A few small bees were flying back and forth above the fruits.    

Helan Xiaoxin sat on the chair opposite him. She kicked him lightly with the toe of her high heels and asked mysteriously, "Do you want Sister Xin and Tongtong to serve you together?"    

Lee Nanfang shuddered: "She will kill me."    

Helan Xiaoxin giggled, "That will depend on your ability to train."    

"No matter how strong I am, she won't leave Qingshan."    

Lee Nanfang held up a glass of red wine and shook it slowly. "I don't know if I will ever see her again."    

The smile on Helan Xiaoxin's face vanished.    

This morning, she had sent someone to the outside world to find out more information.    

Just as she had expected, in the closest city to Golden Triangle, there was a telephone pole on the side of the road with Lee Nanfang's banner stating that this was the Great Poisonous Owl and that whoever reported his whereabouts would be heavily rewarded.    

The undercover agent who was hiding in the county city's anti-drug department also reported that a large number of anti-drug elites had been dispatched from above and were scattered across all the towns and villages bordering the Golden Triangle. Anyone who found Lee Nanfang would immediately be shot dead without even needing to report it.    

The anti-drug police of Myanmar, Thailand and Laos had also been operating in secret at this time.    

Lee Nanfang might not be able to travel around the world in a relaxed manner like before.    

His activities will only be limited to the Golden Triangle area.    

Therefore, Lee Nanfang's chances of returning to Qingshan were slim.    

Moreover, with Aunt Yue's hateful and vengeful nature, even if she saw Lee Nanfang breaking through the encirclement, she would exterminate her relatives and send him to the public security.    

Lee Nanfang did not have much hope right now, even if it would not implicate Yue Zitong and Dung Shixiong.    

However, his request, Jinghong Ming who was now extremely angry, would he agree?    

"Then, let me accompany you for a lifetime. In any case, it's only sixteen years, and it's passed in the blink of an eye. "    

Helan Xiaoxin leaned forward and took his hand.    

Lee Nanfang retracted his hand and smiled at her: "You're not Yue Zitong."    

Helan Xiaoxin's expression changed. "What do you mean by that?"    

In fact, she knew very well what Lee Nanfang meant by that.    

If Yue Zitong, who valued loyalty, could forgive him, she would be able to live here with him for the rest of her life, but Helan Xiaoxin would not.    

Sister Xin was a fickle kind of woman, and her thoughts were exceptionally lively. While she was grateful to Lee Nanfang for taking the blame for Helan Family, she would still wholeheartedly accompany him, but it was hard to say in the future.    

Lee Nanfang said, "You're not the woman who likes to cry."    

Forget about Golden Triangle, even in hell, as long as Shangdao Yinghua, who loved to cry, could get along with him from day to night, she would also treat hell as a paradise.    

Helan Xiaoxin's face slowly turned pale.    

"But I don't blame you."    

Lee Nanfang stood up and patted her on the face. "You've climbed out of the whirlpool, and I believe your family is in urgent need of you to go back. Then let's go, don't waste time here. Otherwise, you will become ugly because of your soul's reluctance. "