Strongest Guard

Not to mention that the bottle Qi Yue picked up had half a bottle of red wine in it.    

This was a very convenient hammer. To be used by a heavyweight like Qi Yue to smash Mr. Carlos' third leg, it was impossible for him to do so.    

Unfortunately, even though Qi Yue was a top killing machine taught by Jinghong Ming, it was impossible for her to break the man's leg with a wine bottle.    

Just because Mr. Carlos had his eyes forcefully dug out, his enraged spear quickly turned soft.    

This imperceptibly increased the difficulty of Qi Yue, so she could only throw a pile of it and smash it into pieces.    

It was clear that Mr. Henry and the others were not a pushover. They had also killed a few people, and torturing someone was one of the few pleasures they had.    

But when had they ever seen such a bloody and cruel method?    

Qi Yue's cruelty not only frightened Madam Kang Weiya, but also frightened Beckham and the others.    

They had all seen Qi Yue kill someone, and she had brutally forced Comrade Miller to his knees on the ground.    

But the deaths of Miller and the others were still quite subtle.    

How could it compare to her transformation into a blood demon? She smiled excitedly, stretched out her hand, retracted it, and downed the bottle …    

"Stop, stop!"    

After who knows how long, Mr. Beckham finally came back to reality from his nightmare and screamed.    

His roar woke the others from their stupor.    

There were only a few policemen who did not hold on to the wall to bend over and vomit after they recovered from their shock.    

Those few people weren't too daring, but rather — they were scared out of their wits.    

"Ugh – protest!" Miss Yue, I, I protest seriously! The bloody, cruel act of indulging your bodyguard! "Ugh."    

Mr. Beckham puked as he supported himself against the wall.    

Even his snot and tears flowed.    

In the British Island, he could be considered a big shot. In the ancient China, he was the boss of the Military and Horse Division that was in charge of the capital city.    

He had also personally investigated many bloody cases in the past.    

However, no matter how bloody the scene was, it was not as good as witnessing the occurrence of a bloody case with one's own eyes.    

The strong visual impact made him turn around and rush out of the basement while holding his head.    

He swore that in his lifetime, he would never offend anyone from China.    

Especially women.    

Chinese women are all crazy.    

Yue Zitong wasn't in a good mood either, but she had to fight back the urge to vomit. Gritting her teeth, she forced herself to look at Qi Yue calmly and carry out her orders.    

She ignored Mr. Beckham's strong protest.    

He was truly afraid that the moment he spoke, he would spit it out with a "wow".    

Then, wouldn't it be very humiliating, and would it greatly affect the image of her Patriarch of Yue Family?    

However, when she saw Qi Yue, who had crippled seven men in a row, raise her hand to pick up Lady Convia's hair and was about to insert her index and middle fingers into her right hand, she felt that she had done too much to do so.    

Finally, he found out his conscience and said, "She is a woman, so let her go."    

Min Rou was a girl. When men with dirty minds saw her, they had to dig out their eyes and break them a third time in order to protect her dignity even more.    

However, when the woman saw her body, she felt as if she were bathing in her heart. Many of the women were bathing naked, but no one had ever seen her, so they scolded her for being a hoodlum.    

Furthermore, Mr. Beckham also said that Madam Kang Weiya was the lover of a certain grand character in the British Island.    

In order to ensure the stability of the British Island, people could continue to live in peace and work, and this woman still could not be harmed.    

Director Yue was a kind-hearted person.    

Since she had already said so, Qi Yue, who was the only one who followed her orders, obviously wouldn't ask or ignore her orders. She would only let go of Kang Weiya who was lifted up and let this woman fall to the ground like a pile of mud.    

After Qi Yue had walked a few meters away, Lady Convia came back to life.    

Ye Zichen looked at Mr. Beckham with an inquiring look.    

She wanted to ask who it was, but her lips moved several times, but she could not utter a single word.    

He was so scared that he lost his voice.    

When she had faced the messengers of justice just now, her elegant, arrogant, and messy temperament of a noble woman had been trampled upon by the bloody slaughter.    

Mrs. Convia had no doubt.    

If it wasn't for the black hat lady stopping the god of death, her pair of watery eyes would have been dug out.    

They didn't even discuss it.    

God-Slaying Fist, it didn't matter how noble her identity was, or whose lover she was.    

"Quick, quick, call an ambulance!"    

Beckham was finally clear-headed after vomiting for 3 times. He lifted his leg and kicked a few of his subordinates who were still vomiting crazily.    

Although Beckham looked down on Carlos and the others, he wished that all of these trash could be crushed to death. That way, he would have less trouble in the future.    

However, when he thought about their identities, Beckham felt that he had to save them in order to save a lot of trouble in the future.    

The subordinate who was awakened by the kick finally came to his senses and hurriedly ran towards the corner of the gate.    

They all wanted to be the first one to leave this bloody hell, running very fast. Instead, they crowded around the door, unable to get out.    

Seeing his capable subordinates scared to such an extent, he "wasn't afraid" of Beckham and felt very angry. Just as he was about to get angry, he heard Qi Yue, who was covered in blood, say lightly, "This seems to be the hospital."    

"Ah?" Ah! Yes, yes, this is the hospital! "    

Beckham was stunned for a moment. Finally, he realized where they were executing their tasks at.    

Don't mention the brave London police, how they rushed out to find a doctor, just Yue Zitong.    

She walked up to the stage and slowly squatted down. Then, she helped Min Rou up from the ground and pulled away the silk cloth covering her face.    

Min Rou's dazed eyes immediately looked at her.    

Earlier, Min Rou had heard the screams of many people. However, in the past few days, she had heard enough to be immune to them.    

She had also not seen the bloody scene, so she was naturally not extremely afraid.    

She tried her best to keep her eyes wide open as she looked at Yue Zitong, who was helping her up. Her mouth twitched, but she didn't say anything.    

Now, everything she saw was blurry.    

Even if Yue Zitong's face was right in front of her eyes, she still wouldn't be able to recognize it before the medicinal properties in her body completely faded away.    

However, she could clearly feel a word of tender affection — Yue Zitong, who was known to be of the same level as her, was actually like a sister to her. Looking at Min Rou's pale face, her heart ached, and tears couldn't stop pouring out.    

It fell into Min Rou's half-opened mouth and was extremely bitter.    

"You, you are …"    

The corner of Min Rou's mouth curled up as she slowly stretched out her hand to touch Yue Zitong's face.    

"Xiao Rou, it's me, Yue Zitong."    

Tears streamed down Yue Zitong's face as she smiled happily and held Min Rou's hand to her face, saying, "I've come to take you home. Fortunately, I didn't arrive too late. "    

"Y-Director Yue!?"    

Min Rou was startled and sat up straight. She asked anxiously, "Director Yue, is it really you?"    

"It's me."    

Yue Zitong bit her lips as she lifted her head to look at Qi Yue, who was standing beside her.    

Qi Yue knew what she wanted to know and immediately replied, "She must have been injected with a drug that would cause her mind to enter a trance. Generally speaking, the side effects of this drug on the human body are negligible. "    

After hearing her words, Yue Zitong felt relieved.    

If Min Rou's eyes were injured, Yue Zitong wouldn't care about whether the people of British Island could live happily ever after.    

Qi Yue was definitely going to dig out the eyes of Mrs. Convia and use them as glass bottles to crush them.    

"Director Yue, Director Yue — Wow!"    

After confirming that it was Yue Zitong, Qi Yue was like a three-year-old child who couldn't find her parents, who was wandering in the dark night. After seeing her family, she suddenly threw herself into her arms and started to cry loudly.    

The crying was sad.    

These days, crying out loud had been a luxury for her.    

Yue Zitong pressed her chin against the top of her head, closed her eyes, and bit her lips. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she patted her back gently to comfort her, "Alright, don't cry anymore. We're going home, and this is all a nightmare, and it's going to be over soon. "    

If Lee Nanfang hadn't been buried in the sea, oh, no, it should be said that if he hadn't been steamed into a suckling pig and was lying in the ice freezer right now, acting like an extra big ice cube, Yue Zitong definitely wouldn't have cried after successfully rescuing Min Rou.    

With her personality, she would only smile proudly and show off how wise she was and how bright her eyes were like torches. Only by following the clues would she be able to finally step on the rainbow clouds and accept the worship of the world in the face of Min Rou's most dangerous circumstances …    

Lee Nanfang died.    

In order to rescue Min Rou's whereabouts, Yue Zitong died miserably in this sinful land under her feet, causing her to become a widow.    

In that case, no matter how arrogant and proud she was, she didn't want to show even the slightest bit of it.    

Yue Zitong's arrogance, bragging, and shamelessness would only be seen by Lee Nanfang.    

No one else, no one else, could be worthy of Yue Zitong and become such a shallow person.    

That was why she cried.    

Sobbing Min Rou finally made the clouds light up and the moon appear. Crying also, how did she become the little widow of a watchman?    

In the future, who would be worthy enough for her to boast about herself, give him all her flaws, and make him kneel in gratitude to her for her great kindness?    

No one else.    

"Director Yue, Li, where's Lee Nanfang?"    

After crying loudly for a while, Min Rou thought of Lee Nanfang.    

Her current state of mind was still not too clear.    

If Min Rou was sober, she wouldn't ask Yue Zitong even if she wanted to know where Lee Nanfang was.    

Scumbag Lee is the blood fiance of Director Yue, and you, the unmarried Young Women, have nothing to do with him.    

Of course, Yue Zitong wouldn't blame Min Rou for that. However, her tears flowed more urgently as she whispered in her ear, "Lee Nanfang went to capture those bad guys who kidnapped you. Xiao Rou, you should get a good night's sleep. We'll talk more when you wake up. "    

Good.    

Min Rou wanted to say that word.    

But when she opened her mouth, she yawned.    

Before he could finish yawning, he fell into a deep sleep.    

In the past ten days, she hadn't really fallen asleep.    

If it was any other girl who had experienced such an incident, she would only be shrouded in despair and would not have the heart to sleep.    

Now Yue Zitong had arrived.    

Her warm embrace gave Min Rou's family safety, and her tensed nerves relaxed.    

After her nerves had completely relaxed, she pounced forward with bared fangs and brandished claws as she was already so stifled that she was crying out loudly. Her consciousness was quickly torn to shreds.    

"A stretcher."    

Qi Yue reached out her hand and tested Min Rou under her nose. After nodding to Yue Zitong to indicate that she was alright, she turned around and said.    

The policemen had already called the doctor on duty and were running in with a stretcher.    

Mr. Beckham didn't even think as he immediately grabbed a stretcher and dragged it towards the booth.    

If he couldn't serve this mistress well, he would be in trouble.