Strongest Guard

He brought the dragon pearl, which could be considered a rare treasure.    

When he appeared and left, he casually kicked to the side when the three dogs in the main house barked, just like how Lao Wang came to visit when he had nothing to do.    

When he turned around and threatened to slap Helan Xiaoxin's face, a complicated look could be seen in his eyes as he stared at her.    

Pity?    

Disgusting?    

Or was it... killing intent!    

For a person who flaunts himself as a righteous person like Hu Laoer, seeing that he can't do anything bad but can't let her Flower of Life wither immediately is definitely a kind of unbearable torture.    

"Ha, haha."    

A clear and melodious laugh rang in Helan Xiaoxin's ears, who was sweating profusely.    

Of course, it was Yue Zitong who was giggling.    

Incomparable joy.    

Today was undoubtedly the happiest day she had had since then.    

There was news of Lee Nanfang.    

Lee Nanfang gave her a rare dragon pearl.    

If these two pieces of news were not enough to make her this happy, then the fact that Helan Xiaoxin was taught a lesson by two transcendent powers, Qin Yuguan and Hu Mietang, was something that Director Yue would definitely be delighted to see.    

The grievance that filled her stomach instantly dissipated by a lot.    

Thinking of her obedient Little Nephew, who had a special relationship with these super perverts, Director Yue felt especially good. He drank an aged wine and then took off his clothes, dancing on the grass under the sun.    

Of course, Director Yue was still unwilling to let Hu Laoer take away that Dragon Ball that could not be measured with money.    

However, when she thought about how this dragon pearl could only fall into Helan Xiaoxin's hands even if Hu Laoer didn't come, Yue Zitong's unwillingness to die immediately vanished like smoke into thin air.    

Not caring about what Helan Xiaoxin was looking at, Yue Zitong walked out of the living room happily to the three loyal followers. She kicked them one by one and called out, "Hey, hey, wake up, it's snowing."    

The sun was shining brightly, and no snow was falling.    

Even if a knife were to fall from the sky, the three loyal followers would not wake up.    

They were all immersed in the sadness of being suddenly turned into eunuchs, unable to extricate themselves.    

"Tongtong, are you happy?"    

Helan Xiaoxin, whose expression was as cold as ice, asked Yue Zitong as she stood at the entrance to the villa and watched the ambulance from the center hospital with her eyes.    

"Yeah, it's not like you're blind."    

Yue Zitong pursed her lips into a smile and said gently, "What? Don't you like it when I'm happy?"    

"I like it. "Of course I like it."    

Helan Xiaoxin also smiled and said in a voice even sweeter than hers, "Tongtong, wait for the night, I will make you happier." I'm so happy, I'm crying. "    

Yue Zitong's face instantly turned pale.    

"Tongtong, why aren't you laughing anymore? Your smile is so beautiful. No matter how I look at it, it's not enough. Tsk, tsk tsk, those surnamed Hu even praised that you are a Small Yellow Flower. "    

She slowly swept the tip of her bright red tongue over her upper lip, not caring in the slightest about the two patrolling security guards who were walking over. "Do you think that Lee Nanfang, with the protection of a fierce person like Hu Laoer and Qin Laoqi, will be able to return to your side sooner or later and be a good slave for you? Then you'll have someone to rely on, and you'll be able to break away from Sister Xin's small hands?"    

"Well, isn't it?"    

Yue Zitong shook off Helan Xiaoxin's fingers.    

In the evening, the two security guards who were doing their routine patrolling noticed that something was wrong. They immediately stopped and stood under the trees by the roadside. Then, they took out their cigarettes and lit them.    

Helan Xiaoxin ignored the two security guards and sneered. "Yes. "Yes, so what?"    

"Helan Xiaoxin, you can humiliate and torture me to your heart's content now. But I swear, when he comes back — if I were you, I'd pack my things now and pat my ass. I, Little Nephew, have never had a good temper. "    

"So what?"    

After repeating this sentence, Helan Xiaoxin slowly said, "I admit that he had almost drowned me before, and he also had this kind of determination and strength. But so what? So what? He's addicted to drugs, just like you. "    

"If I die, you won't live for long."    

The more unsightly Yue Zitong's expression was, the happier she became. She whispered into Yue Zitong's ear with her red lips, "I will be waiting for you in the Underworld. When the time comes, we'll serve one more girl, what do you say? "    

Yue Zitong raised her hand and slapped Helan Xiaoxin across the face. Then, she turned around and ran back into the house.    

"Stupid Small Yellow Flower, the harder you beat me up, the harder you'll be dealt with by me tonight."    

Helan Xiaoxin raised her hand to cover her face. When her gaze swept over the two security guards, she smiled charmingly. Then she raised her head to look towards the east and muttered: "Lee Nanfang, are you really coming back? "Where are you now?"    

In the distant western horizon, the last trace of sunset was gradually swallowed by darkness as the moon slowly rose from the east.    

In a restaurant in Beijing that was open 24 hours a day.    

Jinghong Ming is still drinking with Lee Nanfang.    

On the table, there was the same dish that cost two hundred yuan each — stir-fried potato shreds and the like.    

A case of beer had already been drunk, and now both of them were carrying wine with tea.    

From last night until now, seventeen to eighteen hours had passed.    

During this long period of time, it was definitely Jinghong Ming who was a poor guy who had been asking for help from the beginning. From the very beginning, he had advised Lee Nanfang to eat the dishes one by one.    

At the beginning, Boss Lee didn't know what it meant, he only thought that Lu Li treasured his food a lot. After eating so much, Boss Lee would rather hang himself on than to waste it.    

Only now did Boss Lee understand why Jinghong Ming said that.    

Just these three dishes, let alone two men eating it, even if they fed the birds from late last night all the way until now, it still wouldn't be enough.    

All right.    

When Boss Lee finally found out that Jinghong Ming was going to die with him today, he followed his suggestion and ate the shredded potatoes one by one — he didn't last very long.    

At four in the afternoon, the dishes on the three plates were gone without a single strand of hair.    

At this point, Uncle Jinghong, who looked like a simple and honest gentleman, kept urging Jack to eat more.    

No matter what, he would rather die than waste any food.    

He dipped his chopsticks into the vegetable soup and washed them in his mouth.    

Lee Nanfang didn't think so.    

He had strongly suggested that he treat them with a few more dishes.    

However, they were all rejected by Jinghong Ming. He was the one treating today. If Boss Lee had to show how much money he had, he would be looking down on him if he fought to pay the bill.    

Lee Nanfang looked down on who, but also did not dare to look down on cold-blooded Jinghong Ming.    

Therefore, he could only dip his chopsticks into the vegetable soup and rinse his mouth.    

He really hoped that the restaurant owner would muster up the courage to kick out the poor bastard Jinghong, who occupied the toilet and didn't order at the table. Or he could call the police and ask them to bring this fake criminal away.    

Actually, the boss had already had this thought in his head at four o'clock in the morning and was ready to take action.    

Out of the corner of his eyes, Lee Nanfang noticed that just as the fat boss was about to walk out of the bar, a skinny bespectacled girl came out from nowhere and slapped a pass on the bar counter.    

Then, the fat boss stopped talking. He didn't even dare to fart.    

It was such a waste of his flesh.    

Lee Nanfang could tell that Jinghong Ming was intentionally torturing him, preventing him from going back to the mountain.    

Sigh, Boss Lee didn't understand. The grand Chief of Supreme Security Office was definitely a great figure who took great care of the day, yet in order to delay him, he personally accompanied him to sit here for such a long time.    

Boss Lee was both angry and proud.    

After all, other than him, it seemed like he had never heard of Jinghong Ming treating anyone else this way.    

Dingdang!    

Jinghong Ming put his phone on the table. After an incredible long period of silence, there was finally some movement.    

Holding chopsticks in his mouth, Lee Nanfang, who was full of tea, looked over with raised eyebrows.    

On the screen of the custom-made phone, a message flashed, "Done."    

"Alright, it's not long. I should head back now."    

Jinghong Ming glanced at the screen and stood up, "You should go too." Actually, I'm a bit puzzled. You clearly wanted to return home as soon as possible, so how could you bear to sit with me here for so long? "    

Lee Nanfang was on the verge of tears.    

He didn't want to explain anything.    

To reason with this kind of bird man, he might as well use his head to knock against the telephone pole. It was so enjoyable.    

Jinghong Ming walked in front of the bar and took out seven to eight bills.    

With so many banknotes, he only managed to gather two hundred! If word were to spread out, who would believe it?    

Lee Nanfang Xin.    

This was a personal experience that he would never forget.    

After knowing Jinghong Ming's extraordinary background, how could the fat boss dare to do anything?    

Naturally, he waved his hand in fear and trepidation, saying that this was just a mere meal and that he would treat him.    

"I don't have the habit of taking advantage of people."    

Jinghong Ming put the stack of bills on the table and took out a steel coin from his pocket. After collecting two hundred yuan, he put his hands behind his back and walked out of the restaurant with a cool look of a grandmaster.    

"Tenth Uncle, that dragon pearl has already been taken by someone, right?"    

Lee Nanfang couldn't help but ask as he followed her out.    

"I heard that Nanfang's stockings made by your company are going to go public soon?"    

Jinghong Ming asked instead of answering.    

Jack could only pinch his nose and nod, saying yes. As soon as the Green Mountain Fashion Festival passed, Nanfang's stockings would be pushed into the market, where they would meet with a large number of eager consumers.    

After thinking for a moment, Jinghong Ming asked again: "I also heard that your black silk technology is very famous."    

Where did you hear so much?    

Our company hasn't even held any press conferences to announce the black silk technology to the outside world, and you'll know it already.    

Sigh, he knew a lot about his subordinates, but he knew a lot about them.    

Lee Nanfang sighed on the inside, then nodded and said it was alright.    

"When the time comes, don't forget to send a stack of letters to you, Aunt Wang. Let her enjoy the black silk technique of being blown away by you. "    

"Tenth Uncle, I'm not bragging."    

"Hmm?"    

"Fine."    

Lee Nanfang was a bit unconvinced: "Uncle, you just told the restaurant owner that you never take advantage of others."    

"Hmm?"    

Jinghong Ming seemed to only know how to reply, so he naturally looked at Ye Zichen obliquely.    

Lee Nanfang quickly gave himself a smack of his lips, indicating that he was talking nonsense and shouldn't frame Tenth Uncle for something he never said.    

Jinghong Ming nodded in satisfaction. A black car silently slid in front of him.    

The thin figure of the bespectacled woman opened the door, alighted, and opened the back door.    

Jinghong Ming got on the car. When the bespectacled girl was about to close the door, he suddenly said, "Don't hurt Helan Xiaoxin."    

Lee Nanfang was stunned and laughed, "How could I? Even though I despise that woman for her act of repaying kindness with enmity. However, I also know that I was the one who took the initiative to be her scapegoat at the time. "    

"Her father is a hero."    

Jinghong Ming threw down this nonsense and the bespectacled woman slammed the car door.