Strongest Guard

Lee Nanfang didn't need to turn around to feel that there were people behind him.    

    

The person behind him appeared without a sound, sealing off his path of retreat. The killing intent exuded by the person was in no way inferior to the Smiling Gu God that he had locked onto.    

    

Thus, he clearly felt despair.    

    

Just a Smiling Gu God was enough for him to deal with him with all his might. If that person behind him were to make another move, Lee Nanfang would have to wait for death.    

    

He did not need to turn his head because he did not dare to.    

    

If he made the slightest movement, he would expose a fatal flaw.    

    

A distance of ten meters seemed like a safe distance to be covered, as if one could escape in time. However, to a peak master, this distance could be covered in the blink of an eye.    

    

Who are they?    

    

Lee Nanfang's pupils suddenly shrank as his thoughts raced. Golden Triangle, how did he suddenly have two such peak experts?    

    

They were -- they, came from China!    

    

They were here to clean up the mess!    

    

Lee Nanfang suddenly thought it through and sighed helplessly.    

    

He already knew who was standing in front of him.    

    

Other than Chief Chief Jinghong Ming, who else could make Lee Nanfang not dare to make a move the moment they saw him? Who else but to go all out against the overwhelming murderous intent?    

    

There were many types of killing intent as well.    

    

There was a strange killing intent, like a ghost girl who had pushed him away.    

    

There was a ridiculous killing intent, like a poplar trying to poke a hole in his head with its thin heels.    

    

However, Jinghong Ming's killing intent was filled with a sense of righteousness, like the towering Mt. Tai. Once you arrive at the foot of the mountain, you have to look up at him from the bottom of your heart and worship him.    

    

This was also the reason why Lee Nanfang wanted to clean up the mess.    

    

He was Xie Qingshang's disciple, and could also be considered to be a student of the old Longteng December. Now that he had done such a stupid thing to humiliate his sect, of course Lao Xie had to give the country an explanation.    

    

As for the person behind him, Lee Nanfang didn't want to guess who it was anymore.    

    

Jinghong Ming, who had experienced hundreds of battles and yet had never been defeated, was enough to get beaten by Lee Nanfang. Was there still a need to know who was behind him?    

    

Other than the bunch of birdmen in the Old Dragon Teng, who else was qualified enough to emit the powerful aura that stood side by side with Jinghong Ming?    

    

But it definitely wasn't Lao Xie.    

    

No matter how much Lao Xie hated his disciple for doing such a stupid thing and wanted to tear him into pieces, he wouldn't do it himself. After all, master and disciple had feelings for each other and were no different from real fathers.    

    

When Lee Nanfang opened his eyes again, the Smiling Face Gu God spoke, "Do you know who I am?"    

    

"You are Uncle Jinghong."    

    

Lee Nanfang's mouth was bitter, and he said softly: "I really didn't think that you would come to Golden Triangle yourself."    

    

"If you didn't do such a damned thing, why would I be here? Do you think I'm that free? "    

    

Jinghong Ming seemed to sneer silently and asked, "Lee Nanfang, do you think you can escape tonight?"    

    

"We can't escape anymore. "Hu!"    

    

Lee Nanfang let out a long breath, relaxed his tensed nerves and shook his sore neck.    

    

Since he could no longer run away, there was no need to be nervous anymore.    

    

Jinghong Ming was silent for a moment and then said slowly, "Since you are a student of Lao Xie, I can give you one more chance."    

    

Lee Nanfang's eyes lit up and he quickly asked: "Tenth Uncle, tell me!"    

    

No one wants to die, especially someone as loyal and loyal as Lee Nanfang, who cared deeply about his aunt's man-- Since Jinghong Ming said that he would give him a chance to live, then he would be dumb.    

    

To give in in in front of Jinghong Ming was like a child who had done something wrong. It was the same as admitting his mistakes to an adult. There was nothing shameful about it.    

    

Jinghong Ming raised his head and looked at Haoyue in the sky, "I have never done anything that uses my power for personal gain. This is the first time tonight. As long as you say that you became the boss of the Southern District, you will be bewitched by Helan Xiaoxin. Then, you will tell me all the evidence of her crime and come back with me for a detailed investigation. I can guarantee that I won't make your mistress sad. "    

    

"I …"    

    

Lee Nanfang only said that word and then closed his mouth.    

    

Jinghong Ming did not rush him and kept silent with him.    

    

The wind was blowing.    

    

November was about to arrive. During this season, the temperature in northern China had already dropped to a few degrees. When one arrived in the wilderness at night, they would feel cold without wearing a windbreaker.    

    

However, in the Golden Triangle, which was spring all year round, there was really no market for windbreaker.    

    

The night wind caressed her cheeks, gently, just like the loving hands of a mistress.    

    

Lee Nanfang shook his head and said softly, "The southern region of the Golden Triangle has nothing to do with Helan Xiaoxin."    

    

Strictly speaking, Lee Nanfang's mental state had nothing to do with nobility. Seeing sexy beauties on the streets would still make him feel bad, but he wouldn't take advantage of them when he could, so he was worried that the heavens would strike him down.    

    

However, he was still a straightforward man.    

    

Regardless of whether she was mesmerized or impulsive, since she had agreed to be the scapegoat for Helan Xiaoxin, she would bathe until she died without turning back.    

    

In such a life and death situation, if a man went back on his word, he would only grow up eating shit.    

    

Jinghong Ming looked at his eyes and suddenly became stern: "You are courting death."    

    

Lee Nanfang really wanted to say that he was courting death, which was also a real attitude towards life. He thought about it and decided not to. Jinghong Ming never seemed to like to joke around. It would be better to pretend to be mute.    

    

Jinghong Ming walked over slowly, "In your heart, is the He Lan witch more important than the mistress and your wife who brought you up, the husband and wife of Lao Xie, Yue Zitong, and the people who follow you, and your career added up together?"    

    

Lee Nanfang shook his head and still didn't say anything.    

    

Jinghong Ming walked to within four meters and stopped in his tracks. "Are you enchanted by her charm?"    

    

Lee Nanfang continued to shake his head.    

    

Jinghong Ming spoke even slower, "You are willing to defend her with your life, just because you promised her before?"    

    

Lee Nanfang said: "I-I regret it very much now. I have let down my mistress, and have let down all those who truly treat me well. "    

    

"Just because of a promise, you are unrepentant. Even though you know that it will anger those who truly treat you well, you still want to continue on the wrong path, so you won't cry even if you don't see the coffin?"    

    

Jinghong Ming's voice became sharp.    

    

"Hai."    

    

Lee Nanfang sighed, "I rarely make promises to others."    

    

"I also don't appreciate men's promises and look down on people who go back on their word."    

    

Jinghong Ming, who usually didn't talk much, made an exception tonight in order to get Lee Nanfang back on the right track: "But you know that this promise will make those who truly treat you sad, and yet you still have to keep it. That would be stupid."    

    

Wu admitted that Jinghong Ming was absolutely right.    

    

Especially when he thought about how Helan Xiaoxin was currently using him to discredit him and bleach for him, Lee Nanfang felt that he finally made a promise to her, that he would be a complete fool.    

    

Under Jinghong Ming's cold gaze, he opened his mouth a few times, wanting to eat his promise, but he couldn't say a word.    

    

Even he himself was curious, why did he not want Helan Xiaoxin to die so easily?    

    

Could it be that he was so captivated by this fox spirit that he was willing to die to protect her?    

    

Seeing Lee Nanfang open his mouth to speak several times but not saying anything, a disappointed expression appeared in Jinghong Ming's eyes under the Smiling Face Gu and he asked softly, "You, do you still have any unfulfilled desires?"    

    

By saying this, he was no longer giving Lee Nanfang a chance to live.    

    

When he said his unfulfilled wish, Jinghong Ming was going to kill him.    

    

"Yes."    

    

Lee Nanfang's reaction was very quick this time, "One year later, I'll have to trouble Uncle Wu Tie to go to the Ming Zhu Loong Family and carry Loong Chengcheng's child to the eight hundred place where he can be raised by his mistress. I ask for her forgiveness."    

    

Jinghong Ming was stunned and asked subconsciously, "Loong Chengcheng, pregnant with your child?"    

    

Lee Nanfang was proud that the Yue Clan Young Mistress and the Loong Family Great Mistress were carrying his own child. But it was best not to show it, after all, it was not a glorious thing.    

    

"Hehe, you're really something."    

    

Jinghong Ming smiled and praised him.    

    

Lee Nanfang had heard that Jinghong Ming almost never smiled in front of others. Wasn't he cold-blooded?    

    

Cold-blooded people should have the appearance of Cold-blooded people. With a smile like Maitreya's, how could he be considered Cold-blooded?    

    

He had also heard that Jinghong Ming was exceptionally good-looking when he smiled.    

    

How beautiful could a man's smile be?    

    

He wanted to see.    

    

However, Jinghong Ming did not give him the chance. Before he finished laughing, he made his move.    

    

He showed no mercy and started killing right away!    

    

The moment he made his move, the fierce aura he unleashed was like a dark cloud being split open by lightning. The torrential storm came from all directions without a blind spot, causing Lee Nanfang to have nowhere to hide. He could only shout and fight back.    

    

It was one thing to know that he was wrong and that he should die if he went down a wrong path, but it was another to not want to be killed.    

    

An ant hiding life, what more want, can have what Lee Nanfang?    

    

Bang!    

    

Lee Nanfang's full strength punch collided with Jinghong Ming's right fist as if it was made of sparks hitting the earth. There was no sound of bone cracking, but it actually produced the same kind of sound as a golden spear, which only came out when an iron weapon collided with it.    

    

The moment the two fists collided, Lee Nanfang felt like he was hit by a high-speed train. His body flew backwards and brushed against the shoulder of the person behind him.    

    

If the person standing behind him were to punch him at this moment, Lee Nanfang would definitely not even have a chance to resist and his brain would be smashed into pulp by him.    

    

The man did not do anything. He half twisted his body to look at him and let out a weird laugh.    

    

This person was also wearing a mask, but he wasn't from the Smiling Gu Shen — Damn it, he was actually one of Japan's greatest girlfriends, Big Sister Cang Jing.    

    

It seemed that this person had an extraordinary amount of worship for Cang Jing, which also proved that he was a rather unconventional person.    

    

Who was the most powerful out of the old Dragon Rising?    

    

Other than July's Jade-Faced Yama Qin Yuguan, who else could it be?    

    

It was said that he had taken seven or eight wives in one go. After he had retired to Hong Kong, he had treated picking up girls on the streets as his greatest pleasure.    

    

This fellow was a stallion.    

    

He was also the most terrifying stallion in the history of stallions.    

    

After determining who this person was, Lee Nanfang became even more desperate.    

    

Even if he had the help of the Black Dragon and could compete with Jinghong Ming, but what about adding Qin Yuguan?    

    

Other than the rhythm of his death, he had no other choice.    

    

He didn't want to die --    

    

With a bang, Lee Nanfang's swiftly flying body crashed heavily into a tree and then bounced onto the ground. He didn't even dare to look for anyone to chase him before he rolled into the bushes on the side of the road.    

    

With a leap, he dashed into the forest without looking back.