Strongest Guard

With Mister's promise, Karawich felt that he was the happiest person in the world.    

    

Even if he was going to die in the next moment.    

    

He would die laughing.    

    

Karawich lowered his head and kissed the phone that just ended the call with his husband. Then, he dialed another number.    

    

He was going to die. He should have called his daughter and said goodbye.    

    

However, the phone that rang was Lee Nanfang's.    

    

Among the "sightseeing" crowd, Lee Nanfang stared coldly at Karawich on the rooftop. He did not kill him because he wanted to keep him alive and see if he could get more information about Min Rou from his mouth.    

    

No one told Lee Nanfang that the man in white sleepiness was Karawich.    

    

However, he knew that it must be Karawich.    

    

Looking at the unfamiliar caller ID, then looking at Karawich, who was holding onto his phone, Lee Nanfang's heart skipped a beat and he answered.    

    

Karawich's voice was calm and without any fear. It was like he was calling a good friend that he hadn't seen for many years: "Lee Nanfang?"    

    

"Yes, I am Lee Nanfang."    

    

Jack looked up at him.    

    

"I'm Karawich."    

    

Karawich asked, "Do you feel sure that I will die if you solemnly introduce yourself to me like this?"    

    

"You're smarter than I thought."    

    

Lee Nanfang glanced at the people around him, then he quietly walked out of the crowd. "You know my cell phone number, right? I got it from Min Rou's phone, right?"    

    

"Yes." "Otherwise, no matter how smart I am, I won't know your cell phone number."    

    

"What are you trying to say? You can say it now. "    

    

After exiting the crowd, Lee Nanfang leaned against a police car.    

    

After he backed off a few dozen meters, although he was quite a distance away from the scene of fire, his angle became much flatter and he could see Karawich's waist now.    

    

"In the future, you may be grateful to me. "Hehe."    

    

Karawich's laughter sounded a bit weird.    

    

"What?"    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't understand what he meant.    

    

Karawich dared to break the rules of the casino and smuggled Min Rou to Europe and America. Lee Nanfang wanted to pounce on him right now and tear him into pieces.    

    

He said now that Lee Nanfang might be grateful to him in the future.    

    

Lee Nanfang was grateful to him because he was sick.    

    

"I say, you may be grateful to me in the future."    

    

After repeating this line, Lee Nanfang saw Karawich, who was like a white kite, suddenly getting blown away by the sea breeze, jump up from behind the balcony railing and plummet to the ground.    

    

Through the smoke.    

    

Through the spout of fire from the window.    

    

"Ah!    

    

Many people screamed in shock when they saw Karawich suddenly jump down from the rooftop.    

    

Before the scream could fade away, Lee Nanfang, who was at the back of the crowd, felt a huge shock: "Peng!"    

    

Karawich was dead.    

    

Anyone who threw his arms out wide, like a bird in flight, down from a height of forty or fifty meters to land on the hard concrete floor would have no less hope of surviving than the sudden appearance of God from the clouds.    

    

Lee Nanfang did not expect Karawich to die like this.    

    

Towards those who ran the casino and broke their own rules, Lee Nanfang didn't care too much about them. At most, he was a little puzzled as to why Karawich died so easily.    

    

Could it be that he had long guessed that if he didn't die now, he would suffer a fate worse than death in the future?    

    

When a person dies, his debt would be gone.    

    

No matter how much evil Karawich did when he was alive, it had disappeared with his death.    

    

Lee Nanfang would never be like some people who would not forgive others, taking revenge for his mistakes. After his death, he would definitely mess with his family.    

    

"Sigh, it's good for you to die. But before you died, why did you say these useless words to laozi? "    

    

Shaking his head in confusion, Lee Nanfang quietly threw the Desert Eagle into the trash can beside him. Then, he walked out of the backyard of the casino, walked onto the highway, and started strolling eastward along the sidewalk.    

    

After the deaths of Karawich and Kolbowski, no one knew how Min Rou was sent out of Macau or how she sneaked into Europe and the United States.    

    

So no matter how amazing Lee Nanfang was, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only walk on the street like a headless fly.    

    

He hoped that he could use the method of walking to clear his mind.    

    

The world was simply too big.    

    

If he wanted to thoroughly investigate Min Rou's whereabouts, not to mention Lee Nanfang alone, even if he called Jinghong Ming for help and spread out his manpower, it would still be as easy as finding a needle in a haystack.    

    

The phone in his pocket rang. Lee Nanfang's heart was moved. He stopped and took out his phone.    

    

Before he died, Karawich said that Lee Nanfang might be grateful to him.    

    

On what basis could he make Mr. Lee feel grateful towards him?    

    

Based on the way he jumped off the building, his actions were quite coquettish. It was a fascinating scene that was presented to Lee Nanfang?    

    

Obviously not.    

    

Lee Nanfang guessed that it was probably Karawich who found out and arranged for someone to leave a trail of Min Rou before he died.    

    

Call is not unfamiliar -- when Lee Nanfang needs it the most.    

    

Not only was he familiar with it, he was also extremely familiar with it.    

    

No matter if Lee Nanfang needed it or not, he had to accept it now.    

    

In addition, he had to be rather polite, "Aunt and Wife, what do you want?"    

    

Yue Zitong replied with the potential to be a female gangster, "I want to rape you."    

    

"When the time comes, I'll definitely wash them clean. I'll let you ravage me in every possible way without saying a single word of 'no'."    

    

Strangely, after hearing the voice of his aunt's wife, Lee Nanfang's messy heart suddenly calmed down, as if he had returned to his hometown.    

    

He also noticed that many people were pointing at him, as if there was a flower growing on his face.    

    

There were no flowers on his face, of course.    

    

But there was blood.    

    

That was the blood and brains splattered on his face when he killed Kolbowski and the others in the underground prison of Venus's casino.    

    

When he was in the backyard of the casino, everyone's attention had been attracted by the fire and no one had noticed the problem on his face.    

    

Now that he was far away from the fire and couldn't even hear the fire engine, of course people would notice him.    

    

Fortunately, he was wearing a navy middle collar suit. After his blood splashed on his body, it was not very eye-catching, but it could be seen from his face.    

    

There was no other way.    

    

Who asked him to be such a pretty boy?    

    

Realizing that walking on the street like this would affect the city's appearance and arouse the concern of the warm-hearted citizens, Lee Nanfang quickly wiped his face with his hand and looked around, wanting to find a bathing center and have a hot bath.    

    

When he saw a sign for the bathing center, Yue Zitong finished her flirting with him and asked in a low voice, "What's going on over there? Can't you find Xiao Rou? "    

    

"Found Lao Min."    

    

After a pause, Lee Nanfang said, "If nothing goes wrong, she has already been sent out of Macau to Europe and the United States."    

    

Even a fool could tell what kind of misfortune would befall a girl like Yu Jie, who was brought to Europe and America by a trafficker.    

    

Yue Zitong was no fool. She had six years of experience as a secret service agent, so she knew better than anyone else how terrible the consequences would be for these girls who were trafficked into Europe and America.    

    

After a moment of silence, she asked crisply, "What do you need me to do?"    

    

Min Rou was in trouble. It was useless for her to grind her teeth and scold Venus for not obeying the rules.    

    

Furthermore, Yue Zitong didn't even need to ask to know that Venus's casino had already been abused by Lee Nanfang.    

    

Yue Zitong, who was now enjoying more and more of her peaceful life, disdained to know about this bloody process.    

    

"I need you …"    

    

Lee Nanfang deliberately dragged his voice to keep Yue Zitong in suspense. Then, he said, "Stay at home and be a good woman."    

    

"Hmph, what you just said seems to be very improper."    

    

Yue Zitong snorted and said in a low voice, "No matter what, I have to find Xiao Rou. "I can --"    

    

Lee Nanfang couldn't help but ask: "What, are you choking on eggs?"    

    

"I can allow the two of you to be together in the future."    

    

Yue Zitong finally said what she wanted to say.    

    

In the end, she still had Lee Nanfang's favorite kind nature.    

    

Yue Zitong Kaien allowed Lee Nanfang to be with Min Rou in the future because she knew Xiao Rou was likely to be tainted.    

    

Any girl like Min Rou, who looked gentle on the outside but was actually strong on the inside, would feel excruciating pain after suffering such a devastating blow.    

    

After being saved, it was very likely that he would never be able to walk out of this shadow. Thus, he would be depressed and his originally happy life would be ruined.    

    

Therefore, Yue Zitong hoped that after Lee Nanfang saved Min Rou, he could be with her. In the long years that followed, he could use love to slowly dissolve her pain and make up for her pain.    

    

In order to help her love rival, she took the initiative to support the girl her fiance was with. She was kind, cute, and what men liked the most.    

    

How could Lee Nanfang not understand Yue Zitong's meaning?    

    

He raised his eyebrows and asked in a light tone, "When the time comes, all three of us will be squeezed together on the same bed. That way, her recovery will be more effective. "    

    

"Scram your balls. You're not afraid I'll cut off your thing and you'll do it. That's it. This one is busy. I won't talk to you any longer. You have to make sure you come all the way back. Otherwise, your head will be covered with grass. "    

    

Yue Zitong was straightforward with her words. After expressing her intentions, she ended the call without waiting for Lee Nanfang to say anything.    

    

Lee Nanfang was now used to her speaking like that. He cursed in a low voice and quickly walked towards the nearby shower center.    

    

He was beginning to envy the people of Macao.    

    

Not only did they not need to fear being caught gambling, but when they came to take a bath, there were also beautiful girls with bare butts serving in the water.    

    

No matter what they want to do, they just giggle and let you do whatever you want to do.    

    

However, according to Lee Nanfang's observation, the consciousness of ordinary citizens was very high in Macao. In such a large bathing center, there were few working dogs.    

    

Oh, I forgot to mention the lowest price of this bathing center. You can buy a cell phone every hour.    

    

Fortunately, the idiom "value for money" had its own meaning.    

    

If it wasn't because Mr. Lee didn't want to disappoint his aunt, when the two girls deliberately rubbed against him, he really wanted to push them into the water and teach them an in-depth lesson.    

    

Doing this kind of thing was the best way to dilute the Evil Qi that were created after a massacre.    

    

Just when the two girls purposely pouted their round moons again and slowly swayed in front of his eyes, Lee Nanfang finally couldn't help but think: "How about, we do something to let Auntie down?"    

    

The heavens didn't want Lee Nanfang to let Yue Zitong down, so just as he thought about it, his phone rang.    

    

"Uncle, your phone number."    

    

One of the girls didn't wait for Lee Nanfang to reach out his hand. She turned around and picked up her phone just in time, then took the opportunity to cuddle with him.    

    

Looking at the unfamiliar cell phone number on the screen, Lee Nanfang squinted slightly and put it beside his ear.