Strongest Guard

After watching the black car slowly move forward, the taxi driver saw another car.    

    

The cab stopped in lane two, and it was normal for him to see the cars in the other lanes as they moved on.    

    

In addition, it was normal for the drivers to look in their direction as they passed by.    

    

Just like when you're driving out and you see a traffic accident on the road, even if you can't stop and stop, you will definitely look out of the car, right?    

    

Therefore, when Female Driver, who was sitting in the white sedan, looked over, the taxi driver didn't feel anything was wrong.    

    

Yet, he felt that something was wrong!    

    

This was because this black leather clothes lady with short hair and a valiant appearance was like the young master in the car in front, only looking at Duan Xiangning who was standing in front of the taxi.    

    

Her pair of long and narrow eyes were not as cold as those of a cobra's. Instead, they were filled with hatred and unspeakable ridicule and ruthlessness.    

    

"Strange, why is this couple looking at Beautiful Young Woman in such a manner?"    

    

The taxi driver felt weird. As this thought flashed through his mind, the white car also drove forward, followed by another dark blue bullet business car.    

    

This guy suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes.    

    

If there was no problem, how could he see Beautiful Young Woman standing in front of the car with a hostile look in her eyes for the third time and not notice him at all?    

    

There should be four or five men in this dark blue bullet van, right?    

    

They were all around 30 years old and wore a black short-sleeved vest, revealing arms that were painted with dragons and tigers. They also had gold chains around their necks that could tie up dogs and cigarettes in their mouths.    

    

These people also swept their eyes across Duan Xiangning as the taxi passed by.    

    

The man sitting in the middle of the back row jabbed her with the middle finger of his right hand, his face filled with a lewd and wicked smile.    

    

"Oh no, what happened to my eyes?"    

    

Seeing the three cars, the people in the three cars all looked at him as if he was thin air, and they only looked at Beautiful Young Woman's reality with unfriendly eyes, which made the taxi mates panic. They quickly wiped their eyes and prepared to look at the next car, but their line of sight was blocked.    

    

The guy thought that if he was still looking at Beautiful Young Woman in that way when he was looking at the fourth car, he'd run to the hospital as fast as he could and see the ophthalmology department — no, the neuroscience department.    

    

Something must be wrong with the nerves.    

    

If nothing went wrong, he would never see so many passersby looking at Beautiful Young Woman with this kind of expression.    

    

However, as soon as he put his hand down, Beautiful Young Woman, who was wearing a beige suit and skirt, immediately blocked his line of sight.    

    

It made him smell an enchanting body fragrance.    

    

Before he could react, Beautiful Young Woman had already opened the back door and got into the car.    

    

"Aunt, why did you get in my car? It can't be because I scolded you in anger that you're going to blame me, right? "    

    

This brother was a little flustered, not daring to observe how the others thought of Beautiful Young Woman. After inwardly complaining, he turned around.    

    

He saw a hand.    

    

So white, so tender. I really want to make people bite my hand like spring onions.    

    

However, in the eyes of the taxi mates, no matter how beautiful the hand was, it was not as beautiful as the stack of bills they were holding.    

    

The thick stack of bills seemed to be around five or six thousand.    

    

Beautiful Young Woman stuffed the money out of the net and spilled it onto the taxi mates' legs.    

    

The banknotes dispersed and clattered to the ground.    

    

This bro was instantly stupefied.    

    

He really couldn't understand why Beautiful Young Woman would suddenly smash him with money.    

    

"Drive."    

    

Duan Xiangning spoke up.    

    

In the eyes of the taxi driver, it was such a sexy and noble Duan Xiangning with short hair. When she spoke, her voice was like a mechanical woman's voice on the information station: "This money is for your fare. Your car is mine today. "    

    

The driver pinched his thigh and finally regained his composure.    

    

After he scolded Beautiful Young Woman, who obviously couldn't afford to be offended, not only did she not get angry, like those brainless ladies on the internet, she also slapped him a few times, then called a group of people to smash his car. Instead, she took out a stack of notes, saying that she wanted to wrap up his car.    

    

Mother, aiya, there are thousands of them!    

    

Although a few thousand isn't a big deal in the eyes of a cabbie, he earns that much money every month.    

    

Who else would not be excited about earning money that could last for a month in a single day?    

    

"Go, where to?"    

    

The driver's heart began to thank the heavens for their kindness. He sincerely prayed that every month, no, every three to five days, he would meet Beautiful Young Woman who viewed money like dirt.    

    

Duan Xiangning leaned her head back against the seat and closed her beautiful eyes, but said indifferently, "Whatever."    

    

"I-I've never been anywhere before. "It's on the navigation --"    

    

As the driver said this, he suddenly realized what a "random" place this was.    

    

He quickly smiled and carefully suggested, "Why don't we go to the Great Wall?"    

    

The driver could finally tell that Duan Xiangning was in trouble.    

    

Beautiful Young Woman's mood wasn't right. There were two reasons why she viewed money as dung.    

    

One was that she had cheated.    

    

One was that her husband had cheated.    

    

"Whatever."    

    

Duan Xiangning replied to the driver with this word again without even opening her eyes.    

    

The driver didn't dare to ask anymore.    

    

If he talked too much, it might cause the money on the floor to fly away.    

    

Beautiful Young Woman, who was in a bad mood and was in a bad mood, was the most likely to get angry.    

    

Whatever.    

    

After seeing that Duan Xiangning was in a bad mood, he felt that if he sent her to a place where she could open her eyes and feel the open space in the cement forest, where she could not feel the wind blowing, her mood might be better.    

    

The Great Wall that was thousands of years old was undoubtedly the most worrisome place.    

    

Standing at the crater of mottled and fallen, looking outside the pass, it would be best to put on the classic pose of Jack and Ruth in Titanic, shut your eyes and let the wind outside blow your hair up, at the same time, you can also clearly feel the troubles you are currently encountering, in short, it's just like that.    

    

Since ancient times, inside and outside the Great Wall, how many heroes and brave warriors of all races have died here?    

    

From the time Meng Jiangnu cried at the Great Wall to the thousands of years that Wu Sangui, who was angry at her beauty, switched on and put her on the Qing invaders, the Great Wall witnessed countless bloody battles.    

    

It was also the best witness for the Chinese nation that had been destroyed several times and then rose to prominence again.    

    

With the start of the Industrial Revolution, the era of weapons evolved from the era of cold weapons to the era of hot weapons, thus making the Great Wall completely useless to the original emperor when he was building her.    

    

However, anyone who ascended the Great Wall could always "hear, see" something when they stood at the mouth of the sparsely populated Great Wall with their arms outstretched and their eyes closed.    

    

Duan Xiangning was just like that.    

    

She heard the hiss of war horses, the shouts of soldiers, the trumpets of drums, the clashing of weapons, and the screams of loss of life.    

    

Also, the strong sound of the squall hitting the flag.    

    

She saw numerous nomadic soldiers riding on huge horses, holding curved sabers with ferocious expressions. Their eyes were like that of wild beasts, and with the activation of the horn, they were like moths flying into the fire. They came one after another, covered in rain of arrows.    

    

By the time the high ladders were set up, the plainspeople had already dismounted. Under the cover of their own archers, they climbed up the ladders with their machetes in their mouths and the strange sounds that only beasts made when they were on the verge of death.    

    

Teams after teams, one after another, like ants.    

    

Under the rain of arrows, rolling logs, and rocks shot from the garrison forces, these ants continuously fell from the ladders.    

    

Soon, a thick layer of corpses covered the ground.    

    

However, from time to time, the soldiers would also tumble down from the crenellations, letting out wails of despair.    

    

At this moment, whether it was the defending army or the invaders, their lives had already become a symbol.    

    

It didn't matter if one came from a noble clan or was poor or cheap. There was no difference anymore.    

    

Life was so cheap.    

    

Yours, mine, his, are all lies.    

    

Which of the soldiers of various races who had died inside and outside the Wall for thousands of years did not have ideals?    

    

Who would want to die?    

    

But they were dead.    

    

Thousands, hundreds of years after his death, the Great Wall was still there!    

    

They had long since turned into dried up bones, but their souls were still there.    

    

Their souls, like when they were alive, fought desperately for the sake of attacking and defending, right?    

    

Otherwise, Duan Xiangning wouldn't have such a distinct feeling.    

    

Furthermore, he wouldn't feel that what she was currently suffering from was not unfair.    

    

If her fate was unfair, then would it be fair to say that countless people had died inside and outside the Great Wall for thousands of years?    

    

Do the nomads who used corpses to build roads to break through the Great Wall want to die?    

    

They didn't want to.    

    

They had only done that for the sake of dominating the entire Central Plains.    

    

They deeply felt that fate was unfair. Why would the Han people have the chance to have the autumn moon in spring, cool summer, winter, listen to the snow, and yet, we would be plagued by natural disasters?    

    

So they're going to invade the Wall.    

    

So they will die.    

    

Just like the Han people who sacrificed themselves in large numbers to protect their homeland.    

    

No one wanted to die. No one felt that the world was fair.    

    

This was because the world had never been fair.    

    

"What do you feel?"    

    

Just as Duan Xiangning closed her eyes and felt that the resentment she had towards Duan Family and Lee Nanfang had lightened by a lot, a man's voice came from behind her.    

    

Duan Xiangning's delicate body trembled slightly as she opened her eyes. However, she didn't turn around.    

    

She didn't need to turn around to know who it was.    

    

Lu Hang.    

    

Her legal husband.    

    

The weakling who had been under his feet for many years after their marriage.    

    

Compared to Yue Qingke, who was called a "good-for-nothing" in Beijing, Lu Hang was clearly much stronger.    

    

He was not afraid of Duan Xiangning, but of the Dali behind her back.    

    

However, when Dali gave up on Duan Xiangning, Lu Hang hoped — that he would be able to proudly stand up and become a true man.    

    

What is a real man?    

    

A real man was a man who could cruelly punish a woman who was as beautiful as a flower after hearing that he was in cahoots with other men.    

    

Personally letting the woman who betrayed him perish was also a form of punishment.    

    

Even though Lu Hang was coerced by Duan Xiang, he didn't care.    

    

All he cared about was whether he was a real man or not.    

    

Lu Hang wasn't wrong.    

    

The one that was wrong was only Duan Xiangning.    

    

If she had known that she would end up like this, she would have rather die than accept the Duan Family and become Lee Nanfang's lover.    

    

"I didn't expect that the person who would send me on my way would be you. That was fair. After all, from a couple's point of view, I'm the one who's in your debt. Being able to die in your hands is my best result. "    

    

Duan Xiangning slowly turned around with a dry smile on her face.    

    

Lu Hang looked at that beautiful face with eyes that seemed to be burning with a destructive light: "You didn't let me down. Because from the day you married me, I didn't expect you to let me down. "