Strongest Guard

This noblewoman was naturally the real mother of the girl, Yue Linchuan's wife, Yue Zitong's proper second aunt.    

    

Yue Zitong who had left the Yue Clan at the age of sixteen might not know her cousin, and might not even remember who Yue Linchuan was, but she firmly remembered Second Aunt.    

    

Compared to his aunt, who had pretty good face and martial arts, Second Aunt's shadow in Yue Zitong's heart was an earth-shattering existence.    

    

Second Aunt had used every move that she could think of on the mother and daughter pair.    

    

Even now, Yue Zitong could still remember that summer when she was eight years old, she had jumped through the moon gate in the garden with an ice cream in her hand. Yue Zitong could still remember that summer when she was eight years old, she had jumped through the moon gate in the garden with an ice cream in her hand.    

    

Therefore, even if Yue Zitong died, she would never forget Second Aunt.    

    

Most likely, her daughter was also affected by her when she scolded Yue Zitong as a slut.    

    

After seeing her daughter being beaten up, Second Aunt immediately rushed over, screaming at the little bitch.    

    

"Get out of the way! Get the hell out of the way!"    

    

Second Aunt had never treated the armed police soldiers as human beings. She had kicked and scratched them, and in just a few moves, she had completely destroyed their defense line.    

    

No matter how loyal the military police were, they would not dare to stop the lady from rushing over while puffing out her chest.    

    

If she were to hit you in the face with her chest and say that you molested her, what would she do?    

    

"Hui Xian, come back!"    

    

Yue Linchuan shouted again. His manner--his wife, Hui Xian, ignored his order and scratched towards Yue Zitong's face.    

    

She had thought that Yue Zitong was still that little girl from fourteen years ago who didn't even dare to struggle when she had secretly taken care of her.    

    

Yue Zitong really wanted to fly up and kick Second Aunt flying.    

    

Just thinking about it was something he absolutely couldn't do.    

    

Her cousin was scolding her for being a little slut, and she could slap him because he was her older sister.    

    

The younger sister dares to scold the older sister, isn't this just looking for a beating?    

    

However, Second Aunt was an elder. If Yue Zitong were to really make a move, then it would be unreasonable.    

    

Filial piety was one of the most important good traditions in China.    

    

Therefore, Yue Zitong had no choice but to retreat when Second Aunt lunged at her.    

    

"Hui Xian, enough!"    

    

Yue Linchuan was just shouting, but he couldn't stop them.    

    

Of course, Hui Xian didn't need to listen to him. She still didn't let him go. She raised her slender fingers and scolded him, insisting that she would make Yue Zitong's face blur.    

    

Naturally, Yue Zitong kept retreating and dodging.    

    

"It's a pattern, it's a pattern. Is this the pattern of the Yue Family's Lao'er?    

    

In front of so many people, he allowed his wife to use violence against him.    

    

No wonder when he was fighting for the Patriarch, he couldn't fight for the position of Yue Lao, whose reputation differed greatly from others.    

    

So it turns out that he is still not as good as the Yue clan's boss. "    

    

Zong Gaang groaned in his heart. He stomped his feet again and again, but he didn't know what to do.    

    

At that moment, Second Aunt, who had been pouncing on Yue Zitong like a ferocious tiger, suddenly cried out. She rushed forward and accidentally twisted her ankle and stumbled to the ground.    

    

"Little bitch, look at what you've done!"    

    

Only then did Yue Linchuan run over in a hurry. As he bent down to pick up Jing and Sly, he looked up at Yue Zitong and scolded her viciously.    

    

All of a sudden, Yue Zitong had lost her spirit after being scolded.    

    

She really could not understand how her Second Uncle, as an elder, would do such a thing.    

    

She didn't want to stay here any longer.    

    

In the future, he would not see anyone from the Yue Clan anymore.    

    

Regardless of why her grandfather had asked her to come back, regardless of whether he was really what she thought he was, she turned around and left.    

    

She just wanted to quickly leave this group of ugly people and find a random place with no one to call Little Nephew. Without saying anything, she just hugged her phone and cried, letting him feel how much grief his aunt was currently feeling.    

    

"Lee Nanfang, you have to treat me well. I have no one else other than you to rely on. "    

    

Yue Zitong bit her lips as she thought like this. She ignored Zong Gaang's shouts and walked faster and faster.    

    

Water droplets rolled down his cheeks.    

    

She suddenly hated herself. Why was she crying?    

    

Hmm, it must be because he misses Lee Nanfang.    

    

It was definitely not because he had suffered an injury that dejected him in front of the Yue Clan.    

    

"Zitong, wait, wait."    

    

Secretary Zong shouted, trotting over, "You can't leave, listen to me. The reason I asked you to come to the Dragon-hiding Mountain is because — "    

    

"Uncle Zong, let me make a call."    

    

Yue Zitong interrupted Zong Gaang's persuasion with a smile that was like rain. She took out her phone, but her footsteps didn't stop.    

    

Zong Gaang didn't know who she was going to call.    

    

However, since she had already dialed the number, he didn't have any choice but to quickly follow her.    

    

Then he heard Yue Zitong say, "Where are you now?"    

    

Accompanied by Brother David and Graff, Lee Nanfang, who was shopping for clothes in the London shopping mall, was a bit baffled when he heard this. You don't even know where I am now. "    

    

Brother David and Brother David were very sensible. After seeing Lee Nanfang pick up the phone, they walked to the side and immediately smiled at each other before walking to the other side.    

    

Yang Guanguan wore her old clothes and ginger water on her face. After arriving at the shopping mall, she didn't say anything. She just looked around curiously, describing the word "bumpkin" very vividly.    

    

"Yeah, I got Alzheimer's. Not only have I become crazy, I'm also crazy. I want to break anything I see. "    

    

"Hey, what happened to you?"    

    

Lee Nanfang finally felt that something was wrong from her voice and quickly said: "Speak properly for me."    

    

"I've been bullied!"    

    

Suddenly, Yue Zitong screamed with her eyes closed. Zong Gaang, who was beside her, suddenly shivered as if he was struck by lightning.    

    

Jack was furious. "Damn, who dares to bully you? "Tell me, see if I don't cut him to death!"    

    

Normally, if Yue Zitong told Lee Nanfang that she had been bullied, the heartless Scumbag Lee would say, "Who knows my heart so well and did what I wanted to do for a long time?" Tell me who he is. I have to buy gifts and thank him all night.    

    

But now, he heard Yue Zitong cry out in tears.    

    

Her cry was like a steel needle, piercing into his heart.    

    

Hadn't such a proud aunt been bullied by others to the point of crying and saying these words to him?    

    

If Lee Nanfang didn't get angry, then it meant that he didn't care about Yue Zitong at all.    

    

Did he care about Yue Zitong?    

    

The answer was yes.    

    

I care!    

    

As he shouted these words, he attracted the attention of many people beside him.    

    

There was a short but dashing looking man who frowned and scolded, "A person without any morals is simply throwing himself into the face of us East Asian men."    

    

Lee Nanfang angrily asked Yue Zitong who dared to bully her in Chinese.    

    

As long as a person could understand Chinese, it was obvious that he was Chinese.    

    

To be honest, Lee Nanfang's actions of cursing loudly in such a high-class shopping mall like London was indeed lacking in quality.    

    

Therefore, if this man just disdained him for being lacking in manners and said that he lost all his face as an East Asian man, Lee Nanfang wouldn't even fart. He would only take his phone to find a place with no one else and continue to do lacking in manners.    

    

However, this person shouldn't have called him that.    

    

In today's world, the only people who used the term "branch" to refer to China was none other than the foreigner s of the Japan, the South Korea s, and the monkeys of the Southern Yue — regardless of which nation the man was from, it was certain that he would be unlucky at this moment when he used English to call the branch person unlucky.    

    

It was still bad luck.    

    

The man looked at Lee Nanfang with disdain. Before Lee Nanfang could fully show his gaze, a fist had rapidly grown in size.    

    

Peng, Lee Nanfang sent him flying with a punch, directly breaking his nose.    

    

"Ah, Maumaijun!"    

    

There were four to five young men beside Maumaijun, and when they saw Lee Nanfang send him flying with a single punch, they immediately turned pale with fright.    

    

These people's reactions weren't slow either. Two of them went to support Maumaijun while the other two pounced towards Lee Nanfang.    

    

During the pounce, one of them even took out a double stick from his waist, and just like Bruce Lee, he lifted it high in the air, just like he used to when he was in the middle of a movie.    

    

A silenced pistol was pointed at his head.    

    

Their reactions weren't slow, and Brother David's bodyguard also reacted quickly.    

    

No matter how awesome a double-jointed stick is, it seems like it is still a bit of a problem in front of a gun.    

    

"We are from Black Dragon Group, are you sure you want to fight us?"    

    

When the man with his nose broken was lifted up by his companion and saw this scene, he knew that he had offended a troublesome master. He immediately covered his nose with a handkerchief and asked Brother David in a low voice.    

    

Brother David was wearing a white suit and a white hat. He looked very flirtatious. He was born to be a leader. Anyone could tell that he was the boss of these gunmen.    

    

At the beginning, Brother David still had a face full of disdain.    

    

After all, this was his territory, and Lee Nanfang didn't do anything wrong either. He was just about to let his men take care of these Japan foreigner s, but who would have thought that the other party was also smart.    

    

Japan had two businesses, and was famous in the world.    

    

One was a love movie.    

    

One of them was a gang that roamed the world.    

    

Especially in Europe and the United States, the Shankou Group, the Black Dragon Guild, and the like were all tough spots to fight against the local gangs.    

    

Black Dragon Group was a branch of the Mountain Gate Group. The sect had tens of thousands of people in the British Island, and their main business was about arms smuggling and drug trafficking. As long as it was a grey income from earning money, they would intervene.    

    

It was also Brother David who specialized in the drug industry. He was one of the main opponents in the British Island, so he had a good understanding of Black Dragon Group.    

    

"Black Dragon Group?"    

    

Brother David furrowed his brows for a moment, and then lightly said: "Even if you guys are from Black Dragon Group, it's still your fault first."    

    

"Hmph, you must be David Bai, right?"    

    

The man ignored the pain in his nose and coldly snorted. Then, he suddenly recognized who Brother David was.    

    

Because Brother David is a white powder peddler, he is called David Bai.    

    

Brother David did not deny it: "Yes, me."    

    

"Who is he to you?"    

    

the man asked sinisterly as he looked at Lee Nanfang, who was holding his phone and going to the side to make a call.    

    

"Brother."    

    

Brother David answered in a light tone.    

    

"Alright."    

    

The man didn't say anything else. He nodded, turned around and waved his hand, "For David Bai's sake, let's go — do you not know how to walk?"    

    

The moment he turned around, he almost bumped into Yang Guanguan who was walking towards Lee Nanfang.    

    

"Sorry."    

    

Yang Guanguan smiled lightly and rubbed his shoulder as she left.