Strongest Guard

After Lee Nanfang heard what Mai Qing said, he almost vomited blood.    

What kind of person do you think Boss Lee is? Do you accompany him to sleep here?    

This father has stopped doing that kind of thing a long time ago!    

He cursed in his heart and walked forward without looking back. He opened the door and took a step forward.    

Who knew what kind of person was lacking in manners? He opened the window at the end of the hotel corridor, and a cold breeze blew over. The cold wind seemed to have locked onto Lee Nanfang, and went straight into his neck.    

"Achoo!"    

Lee Nanfang sneezed and no longer had the motivation to move forward.    

That said, I spent money to open this room. Why would he give up his warm blanket to someone else? Why would he run out to be frozen instead?    

The door slammed shut.    

Jack strode back and, without a word, lay down on the bed.    

The room was silent.    

He did not know how long this silence continued for, but with a click, the sound of a lighter igniting could be heard.    

Mai Qing took a puff on her cigarette and said softly, "I know that in the eyes of all of you, I'm not a good girl.    

You all hate me.    

Because I am vain.    

When I was young, in order to get praise from my teacher, I studied hard.    

When you grow up and see what you like, you'll try to get it.    

I like beautiful clothes. I also like diamond rings, gold watches, Ferrari sports cars.    

Any woman would like these things. I like them too, is there anything wrong with that?    

Why should other people's parents, children can do whatever they want, but I have nothing here.    

They didn't have the ability to let me live the same life as others, so why did they give birth to me in the first place?    

It's fine if they give birth to me, but they want me to pay their debts.    

Why should I be the one to pay all the debts they owe outside?    

My dad is a bad gambler, he owes me a lot of debt, and those who want to pay up come to school every day to annoy me.    

Do you know how embarrassing I am? All the students were laughing at me.    

I kept looking for men, cheating on them, helping my dad pay his debts, just to have a normal life, but that was a bottomless pit that I couldn't fill.    

I couldn't fool myself anymore, so I wanted to sell myself.    

As it turned out, your brother-in-law didn't even like me.    

Isn't that funny?    

I am just a school beauty. I once had so many suitors, but I didn't even make them do as they wish.    

I finally made up my mind.    

In the end, it was them who looked down on me, and it was my mother who looked down on me. "    

As Mai Qing spoke to here, her emotions became incomparably agitated. She panted heavily, filled with the collapse and helplessness of the dramatic changes in her life.    

Forgive Lee Nanfang for shamelessly laughing at this moment.    

As soon as he laughed, he realized that it was quite impolite of him to laugh so happily when others were talking about their sorrows.    

Therefore, he said with an awkward silence: "Erm, I don't blame you for this. Loong Zaikong is a bit of a person with a special hobby."    

"Of course I know that he has a special hobby!"    

Mai Qing roared, followed by a coquettish smile. "It's a good thing he has this special habit. I'm talented enough to sell my mother out."    

"You really sold your mom to Loong Zaikong?"    

"Yeah. What's so strange about that? My mother was always at the side of that bad gambler, not only frightened, but also beaten up every now and then. Now that there's finally that damned chance to escape, why can't I sell my mother out? "    

Mai Qing said this righteously, but her face immediately fell again, saying, "But my mother's not well.    

Soon, she would be able to live a happy life as a lover of a rich family. Yet, at this time, she was sick.    

The doctor said it would take two hundred thousand dollars to cure.    

But that million was taken by the bad gamblers, and I didn't have a penny left.    

If I can't cure it, I'll have to return a million.    

He needed more money to cure the disease.    

It's a dead end, and I'll never get out of it.    

The man surnamed Han was a rich tycoon.    

I'll go to his place last night and sell him the night before, and he'll give me 200 thousand afterwards.    

Actually, I was sick of him.    

He has cockroaches in his hair, you know.    

Thus, I went to find a place to drink. In the end, I met another person with kaizi [1]. I was really used to it, so I subconsciously wanted to go fishing.    

Think about what kind of men I, Mai Qing, have not seen in the past year or so, and what kind of scenes I have not experienced.    

It was because he was in a bad mood last night that he nearly succeeded.    

Luckily, I met you.    

Thank you for saving me.    

And thank you, too, for all I've said. "    

For the first time, Mai Qing spoke the words that she kept in her heart. Her whole demeanor changed, as if she had regained the youthful vigor that a female university student should have.    

Lee Nanfang was a qualified listener.    

After listening to Mai Qing's explanation, the only feeling Mai Qing had was that the world was full of wonders.    

There was actually someone who sold himself in order to sell his own mother.    

However, who dared to say that Mai Qing's choice was wrong?    

Who would choose to do such a strange thing?    

Just as Lee Nanfang was lamenting in his heart, Mai Qing suddenly stood up and climbed onto the bed. She stretched out her hand and ten red hundred-dollar bills were placed in front of Boss Lee's chest.    

"Thank you, I said I would. It's all right now, you can go. "    

With that, Mai Qing turned around and dragged the blanket away.    

"I'm tired. I need to get some sleep. If you can give me two hundred thousand, I can accompany you tonight. If you can't give it to me, then don't disturb my sleep. "    

He did not know when she had picked up the knife that he had dropped and placed it under the pillow.    

After saying this, he curled up into a baby and really fell asleep.    

Lee Nanfang knew that only people with a very low sense of security would have such a sleeping posture.    

Only someone who was exhausted to the point of collapse and whose mood had finally been relieved would fall asleep so fast and sleep so sweetly.    

This girl who was the same age as Aunt Yue, with her god-like personality and family background like Min Rou, it was hard to imagine what her life would be like in the future.    

Lee Nanfang sat on the bed and was lost in thought.    

He only came back to his senses after hearing the notification sound of his phone.    

"Five."    

This was a message from Ye Xiaodao.    

The two short words were a reminder to Lee Nanfang that he had more important things to do in Ming Zhu.    

Lee Nanfang sighed and turned around to pick up Mai Qing's phone. He transferred 200,000 yuan into his WeChat account and left without saying a word.    

Perhaps it was simply because he didn't want to see such a girl walk down a path of depravity.    

Anyway, this was not the first time he did such a good thing.    

The pearl in the early morning was no different from a green mountain. A city made of reinforced concrete, the air was filled with a complicated atmosphere.    

Since Lee Nanfang had adapted to this kind of society, he shouldn't have felt that there was any difference.    

However, ever since he woke up from his coma due to the incident with the Xiliang Mountain, he had a faint feeling that he was incompatible with the entire world.    

Especially the feeling of breathing.    

He could make breathing motions, inhale the air that entered his nose, and not feel it enter his lungs at all.    

Instead, when he held his breath and let the invisible energy flow through his body, he felt even more comfortable.    

A person must breathe when they are alive.    

He didn't need to breathe to live better. What was this?    

What made him even more curious was that the black dragon in his body was too quiet.    

Having coexisted with the Black Dragon for so many years, no one knew it better than Lee Nanfang.    

Thinking back to when he was in the office of Kaihuang Group's small carriage class, just because he had made some intimate contact with Bai Linger, the Black Dragon took the opportunity to enter, preparing to control him to use force against Little Ling'er.    

However, when faced with the even more enticing Mai Qing last night, that Black Dragon seemed to have died, with no reaction at all.    

"It can't really be dead, right? And you're treating my body like a casket? "    

Lee Nanfang muttered to himself and immediately shook his head, throwing this unrealistic idea out of his mind.    

Humans, ah, sometimes they are despicable.    

When the Black Dragon had tried to invade his body in the past, he had wished that damned thing dead.    

Now that the Black Dragon had stopped, he felt uncomfortable all over again.    

Actually, he didn't know what the Black Dragon was experiencing.    

During that eight hundred night, the black dragon was torn apart by the white-clothed woman. It had lost a great amount of energy, and urgently needed a special method to repair its injuries and regrow.    

And in the Xiliang Mountain, the hidden dragon's luck and spirit energy that had accumulated for more than a thousand years in the treasured land of Heaven Wind and Water poured into Lee Nanfang's body in one go.    

The Black Dragon could borrow the boundless spiritual energy to grow once more.    

However, the direction in which the spiritual energy was being generated was not the result that the Black Dragon wanted to see.    

The pure spiritual energy would only melt the Evil Qi of the Black Dragon and allow it to become one with Lee Nanfang.    

This was very different from the Black Dragon's intention to control Lee Nanfang and replace him with something else.    

Therefore, no matter how much the spiritual energy made it feel comfortable, it didn't want to touch it any more.    

However, so much spiritual energy was accumulated in Lee Nanfang's body and the black dragon was completely wrapped up. It could only constantly shrink the room to avoid contact with the spiritual energy.    

He waited quietly.    

Waiting for the day when he found the breakthrough, the Black Dragon would guide the spiritual energy away from Lee Nanfang's body. This was also the moment when the Black Dragon would regain its growth and regain control of Lee Nanfang.    

Lee Nanfang didn't know about these things.    

The only thing he could feel was that the air in the little garden that stretched out from the School of Fine Arts of Mingzhu Academy was fresher, allowing his breathing to become a little smoother.    

It was around four in the morning.    

The top of the rockery next to the artificial lake in the small garden was the best observation point.    

Lee Nanfang sat there cross-legged like an old monk, waiting for his mission target to appear. In his boredom, his hands constantly danced, making difficult ten-finger crossing movements.    

If one were to look closely, they would see that the movements of his hands were clearly following a certain pattern.    

The "Cold Crane Finger Art" was a technique taught to Lee Nanfang by the Xue Family's wife, who came from the Five Poisons Sect in Qingcheng. It was a technique used to temper the flexibility of the fingers.    

Unfortunately, at that time, Lee Nanfang was as stupid as a pig. He never completed this set of finger techniques.    

Later on, he would be thrown into Europe, struggling on the line between life and death, and would have even less time to study such things.    

But who would have thought that today, here, when his mind was empty, he would actually unconsciously do it.    

The speed of his fingers became faster and faster under this extremely quiet and agile transformation. They almost turned into an afterimage as one could clearly hear the sound of his fingers rubbing against the air.    

It was unknown how much time had passed, but when Lee Nanfang made the final hand seal gesture.    

An invisible stream of air flew out from his fingertip and tore a small leaf two meters away.    

The Black Dragon inside of him suddenly looked up, its eyes filled with terror.    

Lee Nanfang himself did not know anything about this. He just let out a long breath and looked towards the entrance of the small garden.    

There, a slender figure with long hair was walking towards Lu.    

The target appeared.