Strongest Guard

After Yue Zitong blurted out those words, she instinctively looked down.    

Then he was stunned.    

F * ck you, so I have already landed on the ground.    

Ah, ah, I am dead.    

How could I be so stupid?    

He had clearly already landed on the ground, yet he was still holding onto that freakish dog leg and not letting go. He was truly in the limelight.    

No, he had made a fool of himself.    

No wonder that pervert called me a coward.    

F * ck.    

You're the coward.    

Your whole family is cowards.    

All eighteen generations of your ancestors were cowards. Yue Zitongxin cursed and finally let go of her doggy leg. She sat down on the rock and patted her chest with her right hand. "Good, good, I'm not dead."    

Yang Xiao asked in a weird tone: "Did you pee your pants?"    

"Tsk, I … I'm as bad as you say?"    

Yue Zitong scoffed at him. While she retorted sharply, a tinge of red that would be the best way to die appeared on her pale face.    

But then he felt relieved.    

Yue Zitong felt that even though she was the most elite agent in China's national security, she was still a weak woman who loved peace.    

Which weak girl would still be able to maintain her composure when she fell off a cliff that was hundreds of meters high?    

He was scared to the point of peeing — just a normal physical reaction.    

He wasn't scared to death. He was scared to death. That was something to be proud of.    

Damn pervert Yang Xiao, why did he ignore the part that she should be most proud of, but instead paid attention to her normal physiological reaction?    

After admiring Yue Zitong's sorry state, Yang Xiao was secretly elated and in a good mood.    

When he was in a good mood, Yang Xiao couldn't be bothered to tease her anymore. He reached inside his clothes for a small porcelain bottle and said, "Stand up."    

"I … I won't stand up."    

Yue Zitong was very stubborn and unyielding.    

His heroic spirit of not caring about death was truly admirable.    

Of course, if she had had the strength to stand up on her legs, she might not have said that.    

Aunt Yue really wasn't used to talking to others like her when they were standing together and she was sitting with them.    

No matter what you say, shouldn't you feel that your confidence is lacking?    

Looking at her long legs that were still trembling slightly, Yang Xiao disdainfully smiled and walked off the rock.    

This way, their heights would be about the same.    

"You, what did you take?"    

Yue Zitong finally realized that Yang Xiao had a small porcelain bottle in his hand after she had a fair view of him.    

"It's the kind of medicine that makes you feel very, very comfortable."    

Yang Xiao smiled and threw away the small porcelain bottle in his hand.    

Her smile, in the moonlight, was so evil.    

That medicine was very, very comfortable.    

It was a very comfortable feeling to be able to make a woman feel comfortable. Other than that, what else could it be? It could be called very comfortable, very comfortable?    

Looking at Yang Xiao's grinning face, Yue Zitong was stunned for a moment. She immediately thought of a reality that she shouldn't have missed.    

Yang Xiao was a man.    

As for her, she was a beautiful woman who was bubbling with unhappiness due to her lack of sex.    

At this very moment, at this place, they were all alone. If they didn't do something that Yue Zitong felt comfortable about, wouldn't that be letting down the beautiful scenery under the bright moon?    

Most importantly, in front of Yang Xiao, Yue Zitong was not only comfortable and passive, she had no way to fight back.    

Flee!    

The word rose up in Yue Zitong's mind.    

Seeing that things were not going well, she ran away. This was the general direction that Yue Zitong had set for her when she was in the country's security department. Holan Fusu had gone to great lengths to think about it.    

Although the eight words of the mantra, to damage Yue Zitong's lofty image, and rather than the unyielding character -- very different.    

However, in order to protect Little Nephew's innocence, Yue Zitong decided!    

She had to throw away all her face and face Lee Nanfang.    

Do as you say.    

No, it should be because he wanted to do it.    

He didn't know where she got the strength from, but Yue Zitong got up and turned around to run.    

Her reaction speed was obviously very fast, so fast that even she was shocked and proud of herself.    

But why, Yang Xiao's Ghost Claw was even faster!    

Yue Zitong had just turned over and crawled away when her right shoulder dress was caught.    

"Let go of me, you bastard!"    

Yue Zitong was shocked. She screamed as her right foot flew backwards.    

He pointed at the space between Yang Xiao's legs.    

This move had a unique meaning; it was called Scorpion Tail Flick.    

It was Holan Fusu who racked his brains – that was why he made it for Yue Zitong.    

In her six years as a secret service agent, there had been at least eighteen men who had fallen to her ultimate move.    

Of course, they were all in the training grounds.    

Moreover, when the bastards she kicked cried out as they held their crotch and fell to the ground, they acted out a lot of points.    

But what was there?    

This scorpion tail attack was Yue Zitong's trump card.    

The ultimate life-saving technique.    

Once the finishing blow came out, who could avoid it? Except Yang Xiao.    

Yang Xiao, this bastard, actually used his legs to catch Yue Zitong's right foot that was raised backward.    

No matter how hard she struggled, it was to no avail.    

Their current postures were simply too dubious.    

Yue Zitong screamed in embarrassment as she turned around and punched Qin Lie.    

She wanted to turn this evil face into a rotten watermelon!    

This was her best wish right now, and she was also trying hard to do it.    

However, there were always things in the world that couldn't be realized no matter how hard you tried.    

Yue Zitong's delusions of punching Yang Xiao's face into a rotten watermelon was one of them.    

Yang Xiao just casually tilted his head and dodged her sharp fist.    

This was within Yue Zitong's expectations …    

She still had tricks up her sleeve.    

After his right fist was launched into the air, it immediately turned into a claw.    

Five sharp claws!    

A long fingernail fiercely slashed towards the left side of Yang Xiao's face.    

Since she couldn't hit him, she might as well cut that damnable handsome face and let Yue Zitong vent some of her anger.    

However, Yue Zitong's plan was bound to fail.    

The moment she opened her right hand, Yang Xiao shook his head.    

The silver hair was like a whip that fiercely whipped the back of Yue Zitong's hand.    

He actually drew out a few thin wounds.    

Under the intense pain on the back of her hand, Yue Zitong had no time to dig for her face. All she could do was scream, "Ah!"    

Before the shout could fade away, a cracking sound could be heard.    

It was Yang Xiao who tore open Yue Zitong's clothes on her left shoulder.    

Her snow-white, tender left shoulder and half of her plump left breast were exposed under the moonlight with red fruits on them. In the air, Yang Xiao's line of sight could be seen.    

Without waiting for Yue Zitong to react, Yang Xiao's right hand, with his middle finger and finger as sharp as a cone, struck her left side.    

Immediately, as if she had been electrocuted by an extremely strong electric current, Yue Zitong's entire body felt numb, and she could no longer exert even the slightest bit of strength.    

He couldn't even move his tongue.    

He could only watch as the Demon Yang Xiao grabbed her slender waist and placed her on top of a rock.    

He's going to make the girl do me.    

Yue Zitong thought to herself, "What should I do?"    

She had no other choice but to helplessly watch as the demon lowered its head and took a deep breath before closing its eyes and saying, "Ok! Stinky!"    

You stink.    

Your whole family — Yue Zitong wanted to curse her wonderful "trilogy" in her heart.    

However, he had already lost interest in scolding others halfway.    

Cursing people, could it change the cruel reality that was about to happen?    

No.    

Since scolding was useless, why did Yue Zitong want to scold him?    

Did he really think that he wouldn't waste his brain cells just by scolding others without using strength?    

"What should I do?    

All right.    

Since he had no way of resisting, he might as well enjoy it with his eyes closed.    

Strange.    

This scene seemed very familiar.    

Yes.    

I remember.    

Back then, when I was married to Scumbag Lee, I had the same thought when that bastard disguised me as a zombie to a powerful female.    

However, that time was completely different from this time.    

That time, I was lucky enough not to have lost it to anyone else.    

Tonight, I will let Little Nephew down. "    

When Yue Zitong realized that her resistance was futile, she simply closed her eyes and let her thoughts run wild, ignoring the impending doom. She felt a sharp pain in her shoulder.    

She couldn't help but scream again, "Ah!"    

Then, she opened her eyes.    

She wanted to see how Yang Xiao's demons would torture her.    

Demon, shouldn't you pull out her pants and carry her long legs like Scumbag Lee?    

What, interested in that cute little bullet hole in her left shoulder?    

Fiends were Fiends.    

This was completely inconsistent with a normal person's line of thinking.    

Especially when Yue Zitong opened her eyes and saw Yang Xiao casually wipe off the blood on her wound with the corner of his shirt and then pour the white powder from the small porcelain bottle onto the wound, the feeling became even stronger.    

Immediately afterwards, she enjoyed what the demon had just said. It was a very comfortable feeling, a very comfortable one.    

An indescribable feeling of coolness came from the wound that was like a burning fire.    

All the pain and pain caused by his wounds were resolved by the coolness.    

It was as if a spring breeze had suddenly come, causing thousands of trees and pear blossoms to bloom.    

"So, the devil is healing me.    

He made a show of forcing the woman to do me, just to scare me.    

Hmph, do you think that just because you flatter me, I will have a good impression of you?    

In his dreams.    

Unless you put your head in your hands and let me give you a good beating with the stick, then I'll feel better.    

But- But what did the bastard use?    

So comfortable, so in charge.    

I can hear the wound saying, I'm almost done, I'm almost done.    

So magical.    

Looks like I have to think of a way in the future to swindle this medicine into my hands and develop it in large quantities.    

At that time, it won't do if you don't get some money and get a cramp in your hand. "    

Yue Zitong was indeed worthy of being an elite in the shopping mall. The moment she changed her mindset, she started to think about how to get Yang Xiao's healing panacea secret recipe.    

"How do you feel?"    

Yang Xiao stretched out his hand and pulled up the clothes for Yue Zitong. After covering half of her body, he hit her under her ribs.    

As if Yue Zitong had grown taller, she shuddered.    

His body could move.    

Yang Xiao looked at her eyes, which were full of yearning for some kind of drug.    

"Tsk, not much. At most, it's just a general report."    

Completely out of instinct, Yue Zitong curled her lips and said that as soon as she could speak.    

Yang Xiao's expression immediately changed.    

His eyes were incomparably cold.    

Yue Zitong's heart trembled with regret. "Damn, I could clearly see that he wanted me to kiss ass big. Why did he say that? "What a cheap mouth, you're asking for a beating!"    

"However, compared to the pills sold in all the pharmacies, they are more than ten times, no, a hundred times, a million times stronger. The only thing is, it's not as good as the medicine I know of. "    

"Oh? What kind of medicine is it? "    

Yang Xiao was stunned and immediately asked.    

Those who love wine as much as their lives are addicted to it.    

People who love flowers and can't extricate themselves are infatuated with flowers.    

Yang Xiao, who loved to concoct these drugs, might be a drug addict.    

Just like hearing that there was a good wine somewhere, even if you sold your wife, you would still get a taste of it. Yang Xiao was a drug addict, after hearing Yue Zitong say that there was another drug that was stronger than the one she concocted, how could he not be interested?    

Poor Yue Zitong, how could she know of any other medicine that could compare to Yang Xiao's?    

She's just talking nonsense, okay?