Strongest Guard

Hua Yeshen's last few words made Lee Nanfang realize that the situation was more serious than he thought.    

    

The reason why Lee Nanfang let Master Empty off so easily at Old Liang's house yesterday was to warn some people that it would be best if they didn't provoke him too much. Otherwise, no one would have a good time.    

    

However, Lee Nanfang did not expect Master Empty to be in the same group as Hua Yeshen and Zhan Fei.    

    

In that case, the leader of the organisation hiding in the dark was a terrifying figure.    

    

Not only could it motivate Hua Yeshen, but Zhan Fei, a heavyweight in the shopping mall and performing arts industry, was also involved in the career of an official.    

    

Otherwise, Master Empty wouldn't have appeared at Old Liang's house yesterday.    

    

As long as they were linked with the government, things would become much more troublesome.    

    

"Who exactly is that person? Why does he have to be interested in the Black Dragon in my body? "    

    

After leaving Yang Xiao's room, Lee Nanfang walked to the 17th floor with his hands behind his back. He was still thinking about this.    

    

In reality, there would never be a Black Dragon in a normal person's body.    

    

But he had it, just like in fantasy novels.    

    

It would be a lie to say that what Master Empty said yesterday did not give Lee Nanfang any psychological pressure.    

    

In fact, they were right.    

    

As the Black Dragon became more and more powerful, Lee Nanfang also found it more and more difficult to control its demonic nature.    

    

However, what was gratifying was that ever since Lee Nanfang was pushed back by that damned woman in the wild, Black Turtle Steel had become much more solid.    

    

Especially on the first night of Nanfang's black silk show, the Black Dragon did not show any signs of activity after encountering the scary man Yang Xiao in the warehouse.    

    

It was afraid of these two.    

    

Why should I be afraid?    

    

Lee Nanfang needed to find the answer himself.    

    

"That guy Yang Xiao, could he be the leader of Hua Yeshen's group?"    

    

As soon as Lee Nanfang had this thought, he denied it: "If he was, he wouldn't have let me off that night. But, why does Hua Yeshen say that I definitely won't live past twenty-six? "    

    

Lee Nanfang, who was lost in his thoughts, unknowingly walked past the door of Aunt Min's room. He held his hands behind his back and lowered his head. He didn't notice that there was a girl blankly staring at him from the half-opened door.    

    

"I just want to live a good life with my aunt. Why are you always forcing me to do this?" "Hai."    

    

Lee Nanfang sighed. He had come back and walked past the door.    

    

He did not stop and walked straight down the stairs.    

    

He came to the Central Hospital today to see Yang Xiao and Aunt Min.    

    

By the way, discuss with Min Rou about the trip to Macau tomorrow night.    

    

However, Zhan Fei's appearance and what Hua Yeshen had said on the phone had made him think a lot and his mind was in a mess. He wanted to sort out his thoughts, but the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.    

    

He walked out for a while, and only then did Min Rou, who had been standing blankly in the doorway, slowly walk out.    

    

Standing in the empty corridor, looking at the direction of the stairs, one would feel heartbroken.    

    

Jack had talked so much along the way that Min Rou hadn't heard him clearly.    

    

He had only heard him say that he only wanted to live a good life with Yue Zitong.    

    

"Yeah, you should have married Director Yue and lived a happy life. How can I always appear between you two and make you unhappy? "    

    

Leaning against the wall, Min Rou stood there blankly for an unknown period of time before she chuckled softly.    

    

He turned around and walked into the room.    

    

She knew what she had to do, whether she wanted to or not.    

    

Aunt Min was still sleeping soundly, a peaceful smile on her face.    

    

The heart disease that had tormented her for so many years had finally left her.    

    

In the future, she would be able to enjoy her life to the fullest, just like all healthy people.    

    

"At the very least, I still have a mother, don't I?"    

    

After gently stroking her mother's slightly gray hair, Min Rou no longer hesitated. She sat in front of the bedside cabinet, took out a pen and paper from the drawer and began to write.    

    

The sky slowly darkened.    

    

When Yue Zitong called, Lee Nanfang was in the southwest of the turtle-dove mountain, holding a straw stem in his mouth, reminiscing about an unbearable past.    

    

Only now did he know that this mountain was called Dove Mountain.    

    

There was a small pavilion on the Dove Hill.    

    

Not far northwest of the pavilion was the cliff.    

    

At the edge of the cliff, there was a crooked tree.    

    

Back then, it was under this tree that he was pushed down by that damned woman.    

    

It was absolutely unbearable to look back.    

    

Every time he thought of it, his heart would ache to death.    

    

Of course, he wasn't so despicable as to be unable to save himself from the humiliation of being pushed around by that damned woman.    

    

He only hoped that he would be able to see the ghostly woman again.    

    

As for what he was going to do when he saw the evil woman — Lee Nanfang had no idea.    

    

Like, he didn't know why he had to come here.    

    

"Little girl, why did you go to that damn place?"    

    

When she heard Lee Nanfang say that he had run to a barren mountain far away from the city's southwest suburbs, Yue Zitong shouted out in surprise, "Come back quickly! "If I become bewitched like last time, my aunt will die from the pain in her heart."    

    

"How can there be so much evil, can you let me take it? I just have nothing to do, so I want to take a break here. Okay, I'll be right back. Speaking of which, are there any good shows tonight? "    

    

"What program do you want to watch? "Tell me, I'll do my best to satisfy you."    

    

Yue Zitong was still attractive when she purposely flirted with him. "Why don't we try out the things that Fox Helan left behind for tonight?"    

    

"You're not lying to me, right?"    

    

Lee Nanfang's eyes lit up. His spirit, which had been depressed for the whole afternoon, was greatly shocked.    

    

"Of course I won't lie to you. To be honest, I always wanted to see what you look like in a tight black leather suit. "Hmm, at least put on some shackles."    

    

"Damn." "So you want me to show you."    

    

"Hmph, what do you think? Your aunt hasn't left yet, has she? "    

    

Yue Zitong laughed complacently, then said softly, "Nanfang, come back early. The food has been prepared."    

    

"Okay, now." Tonight, let's have a drink. "    

    

Lee Nanfang could ignore Yue Zitong's coquettish voice, but he had no power to resist her when she pretended to be a good wife and mother.    

    

Good man, don't you always carry that person in your heart, that family?    

    

Putting away those worries and carrying the yearning for his aunt in his heart, Lee Nanfang jumped up from the small pavilion and excitedly went down the mountain.    

    

"Caw, caw, caw!"    

    

Perhaps Lee Nanfang kicked a rock, or the cold northwest wind suddenly grew bigger, a crow rose from a tree not far to the left, flew over his head, and flew towards the city with a cackling sound.    

    

He subconsciously raised his head to look. Just as his gaze caught onto that black dot in the night sky, the crow that had flown across the night sky suddenly trembled, and then fell straight down.    

    

Bada, it landed at Lee Nanfang's feet.    

    

The crow that was flying in the sky suddenly fell down, just like how it calculated Lee Nanfang's walking speed. When it landed, it coincidentally landed at his feet.    

    

He rubbed the tip of his foot.    

    

The crow flapped its wings a few times and then stopped moving.    

    

Those round eyes reflected the starlight that filled the sky.    

    

The starlight also gradually dimmed down, but once its life force completely disappeared, a dusky membrane covered the pair of small eyes.    

    

After the animal died, the eye seemed to be covered with a layer of film, Lee Nanfang called it a dead film.    

    

He lowered his head and stared into Crow's eyes, motionless like a wooden stake. All the nerves in his body tensed up, but his heart was beating rapidly, and cold sweat was dripping down his back.    

    

It was a very familiar hair-raising feeling.    

    

On the night several days ago, when he was driving back to the Yue Family's Villa, he had this kind of feeling behind his back, as if he was being stared at by a ghost.    

    

The Yue Family's Villa was too far away from the Turtle Mountain.    

    

Lee Nanfang was slightly regretful.    

    

He regretted coming to this damned place at night to reminisce about his past before he knew exactly who brought him this feeling.    

    

He did not need to turn around to know that he was getting closer to Su Ming.    

    

He didn't dare to look back.    

    

This was because the moment he turned his head back, he would expose an even bigger flaw. It was very easy for someone to catch him and kill him with a single blow.    

    

The useless Black Dragon in his body soared up from his dantian's aura sea just like that night. It rushed left and right while wailing, as if it was urging him to escape.    

    

The sweat on his forehead slowly dripped into Lee Nanfang's eyes.    

    

However, he still didn't dare to move an inch.    

    

He thought of Ye Xiaodao, the night he had been told.    

    

Ye Xiaodao and Holan Fusu were both played by Yang Xiao as Stinky Sock.    

    

If it wasn't for the fact that two of Lin Yiting's subordinates had appeared in time to be the scapegoat, they would have surely had five finger holes in their heads.    

    

"Go."    

    

Just when Lee Nanfang's tense nerves were about to collapse and the Black Dragon hidden in his body was about to howl and soar into the sky, a faint male voice suddenly came from the left side, under the shade of the tree.    

    

The man's voice was very light, like a father who had brought his son to a park after dinner and saw that he was interested in a couple who were hugging and kissing on a bench by the roadside.    

    

This man's voice seemed to possess an indescribable magical power, instantly dispelling the creepy feeling Lee Nanfang was about to be unable to endure.    

    

It was like sunlight tearing through dark clouds. It was warm and comfortable when it shone on one's body.    

    

The wailing Black Dragon suddenly quieted down. Slowly shaking its head and wagging its tail, it dove back into the Aura Sea.    

    

Lee Nanfang walked forward and looked at the man who walked out.    

    

The starlight in the outskirts of the city was exceptionally bright.    

    

It was enough for Lee Nanfang to clearly see the man's appearance.    

    

He looked to be in his thirties — no, in his forties.    

    

It was in its fifties.    

    

How old was he?    

    

The first time Lee Nanfang saw him, he was unable to determine his true age, and his span was over twenty years.    

    

Only then did Lee Nanfang see that he was very handsome.    

    

The man's handsomeness was different from Yang Xiao's handsomeness, which was filled with a sense of benevolence. Although he also had a feminine air, he still carried a kind of righteousness.    

    

The man was wearing a robe that would be despised by the young people of the modern era. It should be light gray in color with a patch on the bottom left corner.    

    

Originally, any man who wore this long robe that should have been swept into the trash would appear very wretched.    

    

He, no.    

    

When he put it on, it reminded him of a noun.    

    

Grandmaster.    

    

A group of grandmasters in a martial arts novel should be like this.    

    

Lee Nanfang quickly walked in front of the man and turned around.    

    

It really is Yang Xiao!    

    

Yang Xiao, who was tall and straight, stood at a slightly higher place. The wind blew his long hair, making him look like an immortal.    

    

However, the aura of peace and darkness had greatly destroyed his own beauty.    

    

"Who are you?"    

    

Yang Xiao looked at the robed man as he spoke.    

    

The voice was gentle and pleasant, like an old friend greeting an old friend whom he hadn't seen for many years.