Strongest Guard

Avril stretched out her right foot and lightly lapped the water that was rolling towards her.    

When Avril pulled Lee Nanfang's interest back, the seawater was still dozens of meters away on the beach.    

In the blink of an eye, Hai Shui could already lick her legs.    

This meant that the sea water in the distance was beginning to boil.    

Otherwise, he wouldn't have pounced on them so quickly and retreated dozens of meters back.    

All that was left were the crabs and shells on the beach, as well as a few small sea turtles that were desperately sliding on their limbs and quickly climbing up the island.    

Lee Nanfang shook his head and smiled. He was about to tell Avril that all the web novels written by the domestic army kings were like the heroes in a Hollywood movie. However, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.    

He thought of Qin Yuguan and the others.    

When Jinghong Ming, Hu Mietang, and the others were young, they were able to kill in every direction. Lee Nanfang was not very clear about this.    

However, he knew Qin Yuguan quite well.    

He knew that the nonsense Lao Qin did when he was young was all thanks to Ye Xiaodao.    

At that time, Lee Nanfang didn't even know that Ye Xiaodao was Lao Qin's disciple. He didn't even suspect that Ye Xiaodao was Lao Qin's disciple.    

Lee Nanfang just loved to listen to the legends of these birdmen and regretted not being able to become one of the Chinese soldiers.    

So even when Ye Xiaodao praised the heroic deeds of Lao Qin when he was young, Lee Nanfang still liked to hear it.    

When it came to people like Qin Yuguan, they had fought hundreds of times and had never lost a single time!    

What Lao Qin envied the most was that he had married seven or eight wives in one go.    

Taking seven or eight beauties as wives, isn't that what every man loves the most?    

Lao Qin's personal experience was even more amazing than those weapons kings in the online novels.    

Just when Lee Nanfang began to envy Lao Qin, Avril whispered in his ear, "If you are a Chinese soldier, I think you should become the military king of your country's online novels. "Beautiful President, top quality one- you have everything now."    

"What you said doesn't seem to be wrong."    

Lee Nanfang looked at Avril. After nodding, he asked with a blank expression, "You, what exactly do you want to say?"    

"Fake death."    

"What fake death?"    

"It means that he was successful in his career as a weapons specialist. Beautiful President, the top rank royal sister, hugged him from left to right. She was extremely proud of her life, but because of that, for that reason, everyone thought that he was dead."    

Avril said softly, "This kind of book, after reading a lot, can summarize the pattern. As for the most basic procedure, it would be for the weapon king's most beloved Beautiful President to betray her love and try to get close to other men in order to pay attention to the bigger picture and be pressured by reality. "    

Beware of injuring Beautiful President, who had already lost her lover, while enduring her grief, and having a new, unforgettable relationship with a certain young master who had long coveted her beauty, the soldier king had returned.    

After that, there were all sorts of scenes played out.    

The conflict between Mr. Soldier Wang and Beautiful President broke out. He stepped hard on the face of some young master. He acted out a scene where one could guess the ending just by looking at the beginning.    

The routine.    

Almost all the storylines of the internet soldier Wang Liu were the same.    

When the soldier king returned to the city, he had to act like a migrant worker, making Beautiful President extremely disgusted with him. However, because of such a reason, she couldn't chase him away.    

And the performance of the weapons specialist?    

No matter how unfair their treatment was, he would always secretly attack when Beautiful President was in trouble. With his formidable strength, he would help her solve one trouble after another.    

In the end, Mr. Soldier King finally got the beauty.    

When Lee Nanfang first read this kind of novel, he was also very fascinated.    

But after seeing too much, there will be "aesthetic fatigue".    

Now, Lee Nanfang basically didn't read this kind of novel anymore and began to read the village language.    

The main character's name wouldn't be as lofty as that of the male lead in the army, as if it was not related to the surreal surname "Qin, Lin" and there wouldn't be any good name anymore.    

What Qin Zhao, Lin Yi, etc.    

The main names of the men in the village were basically all street goods, such as Wang Sanshan, Li Gang and so on.    

Give me ten women, I can create a village!    

This is Lee Nanfang after reading three books of rural language, summed up after reading the sense of reading.    

And the rural language has a great deal to do with men and women.    

It was enough to make all the youngsters unable to let go of him.    

"What are you thinking about? Laughed so lecherously. "    

Just when Lee Nanfang thought of the plot in a certain rural language where a cucumber was cut off, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, causing his ribs to hurt.    

It was Avril's hand that had grabbed his ribs and pulled him back to reality.    

At this time, even if there was no wave rushing towards them, the seawater would still be able to drown their legs.    

"I'm thinking why did you suddenly mention the story of Soldier King Liu to me."    

Lee Nanfang was such a pure person, of course, he wouldn't tell Avril that he thought of a dirty part just now.    

"You can go back alive. Even if you are not a weapon king. "    

Avril held his chin in her hands and looked into his eyes. She said seriously, "Lee Nanfang, you have to go back alive. Just like in the novel. "Otherwise, you'll be in for it."    

"How am I unlucky?"    

Lee Nanfang was puzzled: "We are all about to be buried in the sea, isn't that unlucky enough?"    

Avril shook her head.    

Lee Nanfang was curious: "Even death isn't considered bad luck?" "Then what would be considered bad luck?"    

"The true misfortune is that when you die, the woman you care the most about will not be by your side."    

Avril slightly narrowed her eyes, and spoke as if she was in a dream: "Your Beautiful President, Yue Zitong, your top quality imperial sister Helan Xiaoxin, your little sister Sui in Golden Triangle, your unknown little sister Min, your old friend and wife from the Dongyang Island, your big sister Jiang from some hospital in Beijing who would only be willing to put on high heels for you … perhaps there are other women who would go and make new friends with other men after your death. Wear a green hat for you. "    

Every time Avril mentioned a woman, Lee Nanfang's eyebrows would twitch.    

It was only then that he realized that White Peony was not as innocent as he had made her out to be.    

It should be that after she returned from the Mexico, she started to secretly investigate Lee Nanfang's background.    

Otherwise, he wouldn't have known so many women.    

Even Shangdao Yinghua, who was far away in the East Ocean, knew this.    

"Sigh, why is it that none of the women I've interacted with are easy to deal with?"    

Lee Nanfang let out a faint sigh in his heart. Then, he chuckled to himself: "Fuck, if they were useless, then they wouldn't have such achievements."    

Avril didn't know what Lee Nanfang was thinking. She just wanted to do her best to persuade him to escape alone before the catastrophe struck.    

No, let them be.    

She had seen Lee Nanfang's ability to swim with her own eyes.    

As long as he could find the most suitable creature to save before the wave hit him, like a piece of wood or something, and tie himself to it with a rope, then he would have a high chance of survival even if the wave crashed into him.    

If he were to escape from this place, where no ship dared to approach, then he would very soon encounter a ship and be saved.    

However, if he had to be wary of the two women, and if he had to worry about Yang Xiao who came down from the top after he realized that the situation was not good, then his hope of escape would only be an egg.    

God, it never always favors someone.    

Last time, it was already a miracle among miracles for Lee Nanfang and the others to come to this island alive.    

Miracle. The reason why it was called a miracle was because the number of times it had appeared was extremely rare.    

Therefore, Avril, who was recounting her painful past to Lee Nanfang, changed the topic when she noticed a volcanic eruption in the distance.    

With Avril's intellect, she knew very well that the current popular novels about urban soldiers in China were written by people who didn't have any morals or morals. Such a thing couldn't happen in reality — she never thought that in the real world she came into contact with, there was actually such a person.    

She only wanted to persuade Lee Nanfang to escape by himself through the novel.    

Otherwise, after his death, his hat would also be green.    

A hat turning green was something even worse than death for every man.    

Seeing the change in Lee Nanfang's expression, Avril thought that he had already been tempted and felt joy in her heart. Taking the opportunity to strike the iron while it was hot, she hooked her left hand around his neck and whispered into his ear, "I have named the fake death of the male lead among your troop kings as the Phoenix Rebirth. Only after being reborn from the fire could there be a new breakthrough, a new discovery, a new growth. Lee Nanfang, can you do it? "    

"Yes."    

Lee Nanfang had a complicated expression on his face as he looked at Avril.    

Avril asked again, "Will you accept the fact that your hat will turn green after you die with us?"    

"Of course not."    

Lee Nanfang shook his head and said without thinking, "Die, I can't do that."    

"Then go. "We'll start preparing now."    

Avril pushed him away and stood up from the water.    

"I'll take you with me."    

He looked at the south side, where the fire was brighter, and helped Hamm stand up. He said with a firm tone, "Otherwise, I would rather have my neck broken by the green hat than to leave."    

Avril wanted to curse.    

She despairingly discovered that today was the day after everyone's doomsday. She painstakingly spoke of so many things. They were examples, and they were both a metaphor and a provocation. Yet, this fellow was nothing but a clown.    

If he could bring everyone along, why would Avril waste her breath?    

Lee Nanfang, are you trying to be stupid?    

When Avril, who usually never said a single word, heard this sentence, she swallowed it back. "Okay. "Then carry the wood now, Hamm and I will carry the rope."    

Whether it was the wood or the rope, they were both ready-made.    

These days, Lee Nanfang and the others had always imagined that they would be able to build a ship and sail across the ocean — but they eventually gave up on this unrealistic fantasy.    

If he stayed on the island, it was possible for him to wait for the ships that passed by.    

If he really wanted to climb onto the tied up raft, he estimated that it wouldn't be long before he would be smashed into pieces by the wave that would rush towards him at any moment.    

When the time came, they would not even have a place to stay. They would only be able to soak in the endless sea, drifting on the sea until they became corpses.    

Therefore, he could only place the prepared wood and rope to one side.    

He was afraid that the rope that he had finally twisted into would be ruined by the wind and the sun. Of course, it had to be placed in a straw hut and used as a bed.    

From Lee Nanfang's point of view, he should have done so at that time.    

Success or not, it was better than sitting around and waiting for your death.    

"Do you want to leave together?"    

Lee Nanfang asked as he walked to Yang Xiao, who had his hands behind his back, while carrying a log in the grass.