Strongest Guard

After meeting Yang Xiao's eyes, the man who always had his hands behind his back asked about the same three words as Yang Xiao with his hands hanging on the outside of his thighs.    

This tiny movement signified that he was beginning to take Yang Xiao seriously.    

Yang Xiao wasn't angry just because Ye Zichen didn't care about who he was.    

On the contrary, he especially liked to introduce his name to others: "My name is Yang Xiao. "Yang Mu's Yang, the carefree Xiao."    

Before he finished his sentence, the man smiled: "I already knew your name was Yang Xiao."    

Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment. When he saw the Evil Qi in the man's eyes, it became even more obvious.    

He was just not familiar with the world, but that didn't mean he had any problems with his intelligence.    

Thus, he could tell that the man was intentionally using this sort of method to toy with him and anger him.    

When a person was angry, his strength would be much greater, but he would also lose the calmness that he should have.    

"This man is so cunning. With just a few casual words, he was able to gain the upper hand in terms of momentum and thus offset Yang Xiao's advantage in terrain."    

Lee Nanfang, who had rich combat experience, praised the man's experience in front of the enemy. It was simply the pinnacle of fighting and he was shameless on the outside.    

"Who exactly are you?"    

Yang Xiao walked over slowly. He raised his left hand slowly and his eyes became colder under the starlight.    

The man stared at his left shoulder and said lightly: "Hu Mietang."    

"Hu Mietang?"    

Yang Xiao sneered, "Heh, heh. What kind of bullshit name was this? I've never heard of it. "    

He wasn't stupid, he quickly realized why Hu Mietang purposely angered him.    

Although he didn't care at all about the mistakes that would happen if he was angered, he couldn't help but imitate Hu Mietang and use harsh words to infuriate the other party.    

Hu Mietang didn't look angry at all and said happily: "Yeah. I also feel that my name is just a piece of shit, not nice at all. I've been worrying about this for almost fifty years. "How about this, you give me a name that isn't bullsh * t, I'll buy you a drink."    

Yang Xiao was stunned once again.    

This was the first time he met someone like Lao Hu. Not only was he not angry when someone called him by his name, he even had a cheap look of expectation and wanted Lao Hu to give him a name.    

Lao Hu's performance was completely opposite to the education that Yang Xiao had received since he was young.    

In his view, a person's name was like their body's skin. The person's name could only be passed on to their parents; it couldn't be hurt, nor could they be humiliated.    

However, there was one person who did not take his name seriously.    

"This person is simply too shameless."    

When this thought finally surfaced in Yang Xiao's mind, Hu Mietang was moved.    

The two of them didn't look at Lee Nanfang while they were talking.    

It was as if this kid was just some shitty dog shit and really didn't need to care what he was doing. He was thinking about something.    

Therefore, they didn't see Boss Lee's mouth was wide open as he stared blankly at Hu Mietang's silly bird look.    

"Hu Mietang?"    

"Holy shit, so he's Hu Mietang!" In the second month of the Longteng December, Hu Mietang, the Demon King for Killing, died. When I was young, I took the evil path. Even when Qin Laoqi and Xie Laosi teamed up, they still couldn't kill him. "    

"This, this is what a true man of character is like. He has never cared about face or disrespect. He only cares about the benefits."    

"Idol, Second Uncle Hu, you are definitely my idol."    

Lee Nanfang, who was overwhelmed by Hu Mietang's shamelessness and only cared about the actual benefits, was extremely excited. He wanted to hold Hu Mietang's hand, find a place to have a drink and ask him to teach him some thick skin art.    

However, before he could do anything, Hu Mietang, who was under the starlight, suddenly turned into a light gray shadow and pounced towards Yang Xiao.    

Lee Nanfang had always thought of himself as a fighting expert. Even without the help of the Black Dragon, he believed that he would be able to make it into the top 15 in the international rankings.    

If there was a Black Dragon … it would definitely kill anyone who saw it.    

Unless the other party had more people, like how Qin Laoqi and Jinghong Ming combined their powers and knocked him out at Golden Triangle.    

This was also the main reason why he was bullied and unwilling when facing the ghost girl and Yang Xiao.    

However, when he saw with his own eyes that Hu Mietang and Yang Xiao were fighting together, he realized his mistake.    

If he were to fight with his life on the line, even if he had the assistance of the Black Dragon, going up against a master like Yang Xiao or Hu Mietang, he would eventually be beaten to a pulp.    

For the time being, let's not talk about Yang Xiao, just Hu Mietang.    

His close combat skills far surpassed Xie Qingshang, Qin Yuguan, and any other person like him.    

If Hu Mietang fought against Lee Nanfang with the assistance of the Black Dragon, he would be completely disoriented without needing to work with anyone.    

In the past, when Xie Qingshang was unrivalled among the four great fighters, most of his original spirit had been taken away by his wife. Jinghong Ming was also exhausted due to his high position and a huge amount of complicated objects.    

As for Qin Yuguan, who had married seven or eight wives in a single go — Damn, he was already quite good to be able to walk while standing up every night. He was still hoping that Qin Yuguan would be like that back then, able to emit an overbearing aura with a shake of his tiger's body?    

However, Hu Mietang was different.    

In the years since he had retired from the Soaring Dragon position, he had always been the boss of the Vampiric Bat in Russia. If he did not personally kill two people to play with them, how could he live up to his title of "Killed Devil King"?    

That was why the other three were like this. For that reason, they could be considered monsters if they were able to keep their original foundation. How could they be compared to Hu Mietang, who had struggled in the "one line" all year long and had made progress all the time?    

Lao Hu was the number one expert in the world!    

Of course, that was on the premise that there was no one like Yang Xiao, who came from nowhere.    

However, since Yang Xiao had already appeared, the Unrivaled Expert chair under Lao Hu's butt began to waver. Whether or not he could protect himself, it would depend on his impromptu performance and luck.    

Not everyone would have the chance to personally witness the Unrivaled Expert and face the number one freak in the world and tear him apart. This was definitely a good show that was rarely seen in a hundred years.    

Lee Nanfang felt that he was indeed lucky.    

She was suffering from premature aging yet was able to achieve perfect reverse growth. Returning home half a year later, she would be rich, with beautiful women around her and her minions walking all over the place. Today, she was able to enjoy such a high-level flame war — God, don't be too nice to me.    

"If only there was wine to drink at this time. "Hai."    

Lee Nanfang squatted on a big rock beside him, sighed regretfully and took out his cigarette.    

Although it was a pity that there was no wine to cheer them up, there was still a cigarette in the box, which could be considered a great compensation.    

Under the starlight.    

A white and a light grey shadow intertwined together like a phantom that didn't exist.    

It was no longer possible to describe the two of them as having a relationship with each other.    

Phantom!    

Maybe, this was the only word that could describe this super high level battle between the negative and positive powers.    

Lee Nanfang's gaze allowed him to barely capture the ever-changing killing moves of the two in close combat.    

The more he saw, the more excited he became. In the end, he could not help but clap loudly and loudly, "Good, good! Well fought, well fought, well fought! I mean, Yang Xiao, right? Why didn't you raise your foot three inches? That would bring up Wu's chin. "Aiyaya, Lao Hu, don't ever try to lift his crotch again. This demon isn't afraid of his knee hitting."    

"Hey, hey, Lao Hu, are you stupid? This demon-level character had long hair and a seemingly carefree appearance, but he was actually the biggest flaw. Scratching his hair, yes, that's it! Grasping it, he pulled it into his arms, then pressed it down — Knee! Knee! Sigh, can't you bend your knees? Why didn't you lift them in time and smash his nose? "How stupid."    

"Witch, Lao Hu's robe, the robe!" That's right, that's right. A long robe like that is his weakness. It is as different as your long hair. Grab the hem, don't tear it apart! "Yes, don't tear it open. Just pull the hem and circle around him, making him faint."    

Lee Nanfang, who was getting more and more excited as he watched, completely forgot which side he should be on.    

He placed himself in the referee's position and stood on a large rock, shouting and pointing at the two people who were flaming each other, constantly cheering and cheering for them.    

He asked if he could fight faster and fiercer.    

It had been so long since there was a scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere. This was too boring.    

If a fourth person was present, he would definitely think that this fellow was spouting nonsense.    

However, the two people who were "performing" for him were becoming more and more shocked.    

Every time Lee Nanfang shouted, Guain would attack him in the nose. "Lao Hu, kick his left rib." Both of them moved as if they were going to attack.    

It was as if Lee Nanfang and the two of them didn't live in the same space and were at least a second ahead of them!    

Otherwise, how would he know what the two would do next?    

"Monster!" Sigh, I already told you not to tear Lao Hu's robe apart, why didn't you listen? Didn't you see that he was already regretting his action of pretending to be dressed in long robes when he was fighting with someone? He had wanted to take it off since a long time ago, but when would he have the chance to? "    

Right now, Lee Nanfang's face was filled with disappointment. He spoke extremely quickly and clearly: "You should have made him wear it." Holy shit, tilt your head to the left! Lao Hu is going to throw his robe to the right and smash his big fist on your nose! That was close. He didn't manage to smash it. Ha, how about it? Am I right? I knew he would — ah! "    

Seeing Yang Xiao's timely warning, in a split-second, Yang Xiao suddenly tilted his head and dodged Lao Hu's fierce Sky Cannon, Lee Nanfang laughed complacently.    

However, just as he laughed, Hu Mietang, who was pinching Yang Xiao, suddenly retreated like a lightning bolt and kicked heavily on his left leg.    

With one kick, Lee Nanfang, who was caught off guard, was kicked to the side and fell from the big rock onto the ground.    

"I'll beat you to death, you greedy little bastard!"    

Lao Hu was furious.    

After fighting with Yang Xiao, he immediately realized that this monster was the most dangerous person he had ever seen. If he was not careful, he could be killed on the spot.    

He used all the skills he had in his body to discard his so-called master's demeanor. He was extremely sinister and ruthless when he attacked, using all sorts of "ultimate moves" he had long abandoned, such as buttoning his eyes, locking his throat, grabbing his chest, and picking up Yin.    

However, he was clear that the advantage was only in the present.    

He would be at a disadvantage in at most ten minutes.    

Yang Xiao was a few years younger than him.    

The erosion of time could not even be resisted by a sea of vicissitudes, let alone a human.    

Physical fitness is very important.    

However, just as Lao Hu was feeling anxious and attacking faster and faster, hoping to finish the job within ten minutes — no, just turn around and run away — Lee Nanfang was yelling at the side to help Yang Xiao. How could he not be angry?