Strongest Guard

She shook it so hard, it was as if she wanted to shake Jinghong Ming's arm off.    

    

Jinghong Ming was as still as a log. However, he looked towards the distance with a complicated expression.    

    

There were some questions in the mortal world, but just as he had said, there was no answer.    

    

"Why, why do you have to shield a murderer! "Why?"    

    

Sui Yueyue cried bitterly as she held Jinghong Ming's arm. She slowly kneeled on the ground and hugged his leg, crying like a child.    

    

"If, if I have to give you an answer. That was her father, who had used up his last drop of blood to protect us from the invaders of another race. And she, was the only son of a hero. I, personally, think that we shouldn't have made the heroes of the underworld, unable to rest in peace. "    

    

Jinghong Ming lowered his head and caressed the top of Sui Yueyue's head. The first time he spoke to someone, he stammered, "I know that this result is unfair to you and your parents. "Therefore, I will try my best to compensate you."    

    

"Yes, it's to compensate you."    

    

Jinghong Ming finally found a suitable excuse: "For example, if I forbid you to kill her, it would be compensation that the hero lost the last drop of his blood for the country."    

    

"I don't want compensation."    

    

Sui Yueyue looked up and said with a bitter smile, "I don't care how the hero bled the last drop of his blood. I just want my parents to rest in peace in the underworld. "    

    

"Very difficult. I … I have to choose, I have to make a person feel wronged. Sorry, Sui Yueyue, you're the one who's going to be wronged. "I'm sorry."    

    

Jinghong Ming gently pulled away from Sui Yueyue's embrace and quickly walked towards the car.    

    

"Stop right there!"    

    

Sui Yueyue rolled to the side and picked up her handgun from the ground, screaming, "Tenth Uncle, if you dare to take another step, I'll shoot you!"    

    

Jinghong Ming didn't turn his head back as if he didn't want to stop.    

    

Bang!    

    

A gunshot rang out.    

    

Sui Yueyue had always been a girl who kept her word.    

    

She said that if Jinghong Ming dared to take another step forward, she would shoot him and he would really shoot.    

    

Blood spurted out!    

    

From Jinghong Ming's left shoulder.    

    

He still did not turn back, and did not stop even for a moment.    

    

The spurs that was carrying Gillan quickly jumped down from the head of the car.    

    

He was terrified.    

    

Sui Yueyue actually dared to shoot, hitting Jinghong Ming.    

    

If her marksmanship was accurate enough, this shot could shatter Jinghong Ming's head.    

    

Jinghong Ming had no intention of dodging.    

    

He was … trading a life for a life!    

    

Using his own life in exchange for Sister Lian's life.    

    

In this way, he wouldn't have to be too ashamed of himself when taking Sister Lian away.    

    

Sui Yueyue was very clear about it.    

    

Therefore, after the shot was fired, he threw the gun away and started bawling again on the ground.    

    

When Jinghong Ming opened the car door with his right hand, Gillan suddenly jumped down from the spurs' arms, walked over quickly and helped him drag Sister Lian off the car. She then bowed deeply to him and said, "Sir, I now admit that what the spurs said is completely correct. Please be sure to forgive my ignorance and my rudeness. "    

    

"It's nothing. I didn't take the words of the spurs to heart."    

    

Jinghong Ming said plainly. He took out a step from the car and bit on it with his teeth, then ripped it into pieces.    

    

Seeing that he wanted to bandage the wound, Gillan wanted to help.    

    

However, Jinghong Ming's right hand, under the cooperation of his mouth, instantly wrapped around the wound like a butterfly.    

    

She was even more convinced.    

    

This was a method of saving herself that she had never seen before. She could only put her hands together and bow to Jinghong Ming to show her respect.    

    

"You … are you here to save me?"    

    

Sister Lian woke up when the spurs stopped.    

    

She had clearly seen the scene just now.    

    

But he didn't hear all the conversations, so he was excited, wasn't he?    

    

The moment the tape on her mouth was torn apart by Jinghong Ming, she couldn't wait and shouted: "Are you a police officer? Quick, quickly capture that little bitch! "And this pair of hateful dog guys..."    

    

'Pa! '    

    

Jinghong Ming raised his right hand, causing Sister Lian to shut up.    

    

A mouthful of teeth spat out from her mouth with a "pu" sound.    

    

Jinghong Ming's slapping techniques were exceptionally proficient.    

    

When he wanted to slap a man full of teeth out of his mouth, he promised he wouldn't leave a single one behind.    

    

Looking at the stunned Sister Lian, Jinghong Ming said coldly, "How many years has it been since I've beaten a woman? You are honored. "Next time, if you anger me again, I will break your head."    

    

At the same time he compensated Sui Yueyue with a gun, he also used his blood to pay tribute to the heroic spirit of Sister Lian's family.    

    

He owed both of them nothing.    

    

If Sui Yueyue dared to raise a gun against him again, he would kill her.    

    

If Sister Lian still dared to be unable to stop him in the future, he would kill her!    

    

Sister Lian finally came to her senses. Usually, she thought of herself as an extraordinary person. In the eyes of some people, she was nothing more than an ant that could be easily crushed to death.    

    

The reason she was able to live so comfortably was because her father had drained the last drop of his blood for the country.    

    

However, from this moment onwards, the kindness that her father had left for her had been completely exhausted.    

    

"Let's go." Be careful on the road. "    

    

Jinghong Ming said to the spurs, "Drive my car. Don't take the cash box from this car. You will have to make up for the damage caused by your rampage. and the price of my car and the medical fees that hurt me. "    

    

Three million US dollars, if converted into Chinese currency, it would be around 20 million.    

    

The spurs didn't even dare to let out a fart, they only nodded like chicks pecking rice. They pulled Gillan, supported by Sui Yueyue who was still crying, and disappeared into the car like a wisp of smoke.    

    

Just as the rear lights of their car disappeared into the darkness, a red sedan sped over from the north.    

    

Before the car came to a stop, a young lady wearing a black casual shirt jumped down from the car. She ran to Jinghong Ming with a worried expression and pushed Sister Lian down to the ground as she shouted, "Silence, silence! Quick, quickly bring me the first aid kit! "    

    

Through her infrared glasses, Mrs. Jinghong had a murderous heart when she saw that Sui Yueyuezhen had actually shot her husband.    

    

But she didn't get out.    

    

Her husband wouldn't allow her to interfere while he was at work.    

    

If it wasn't for her insistence, Jinghong Ming wouldn't have let her come out tonight and would only bring Chiang Morann.    

    

Jinghong Ming hoped that Chiang Morann could see Sui Yueyue's "strong side" with her own eyes, and realize that Sui Yueyue was not living for any one person, but for herself.    

    

Mrs. Jinghong hated Sui Yueyue for daring to injure her husband, and hated Sister Lian even more.    

    

When he pushed her out, he used a lot of strength and pushed her right where her ribs were broken.    

    

Sister Lian fainted with a roll of her eyes.    

    

Chiang Morann panicked.    

    

It was the first time she saw Aunt Wang being so helpless. She actually held the dignified Chief of the Supreme Security Office in her arms like a child and gently patted his back. Tears rolled down her cheeks from the pain in her heart.    

    

At this time, if Chiang Morann had remained as if she had lost her parents and turned a deaf ear to Aunt Wang's words, then Sister Morann's conscience was absolutely terrible. She should have been sent to the East Ocean to be taught a good lesson by the Grand Monarch.    

    

Chiang Morann was truly worthy of being Qingshan's first blade, just like how Aunt Wang's car always carried a first aid kit with a full set of scalpel and anti-inflammatory medicine.    

    

At this moment, Sister Morann had revealed her true colors as an expert. With one slash, she cut open Jinghong Ming's left shoulder, but did not injure him at all.    

    

"Good blade technique."    

    

Jinghong Ming couldn't help but praise.    

    

"Good, good my ass. Why are you doing this? You've done enough for the country over the years to be worthy of any citizen. WHAT? — LITTLE LIFE, WE DON'T DO THIS WORK. When I get home, I'll write your resignation report. We should just like Timothy and Qin Laoqi, find a comfortable place and enjoy our little life peacefully. "    

    

After talking so much in one breath, Mrs. Jinghong raised her hand to wipe away her tears. She asked Chiang Morann who was performing an exquisite hand to remove the bullet, "Silent, are you coming with us?"    

    

Without raising her head, Chiang Morann said, "Auntie, I'll go wherever you go from now on."    

    

"Alright, that's settled then."    

    

Lili hesitated, then said, "But I don't like the energy you've had for the past six months. This will affect your Uncle Jinghong. "Look, you hurt him."    

    

Women are strange creatures.    

    

Before she could snap her fingers, she was still grieving over her husband's injury.    

    

After flicking her fingers, she took this opportunity to hint to Chiang Morann that in the future, she shouldn't let her face droop any further and ruin our good feng shui.    

    

"Sorry, Auntie, Tenth Uncle. I won't do that again. I, I will pull myself together. Be a strong woman, like Sui Yueyue. "    

    

Chiang Morann raised her head and whispered to Mrs. Jinghong.    

    

Mrs. Jinghong's expression changed. "Ah, you want to learn from that damned girl and hit your Tenth Uncle?"    

    

You're still as smart as you were when I first met you.    

    

Looking at his wife, whose face was full of shame from talking about Chiang Morann, wanting to find a hole to hide in, Jinghong Ming's eyes were filled with obvious tenderness.    

    

On the other hand, Mrs. Jinghong stretched out her hand and pinched his ribs, causing her to sob lightly.    

    

"Every woman is a master of acting. Fortunately, I only have one wife. "    

    

While Jinghong Ming was secretly pleased with himself for saying this, Loong Chengcheng was staring out the window at the stars in the sky in a daze.    

    

She had never thought that the grand and talented little dragon girl would give birth to a son for a dead ghost.    

    

Genetically speaking, between husband and wife whose genes were stronger, the children they gave birth to were like that.    

    

Loong Chengcheng felt that her genes must be very powerful, and the children she gave birth to would definitely be similar to her.    

    

This was also the main reason why she dared to be so ambitious and wanted her son to be the successor of the Yue Clan in Beijing.    

    

She and Yue Qingke were husband and wife, so it was normal for the children born to be similar to her and not to Yue Qingke.    

    

However, when she successfully gave birth to her son, she felt very lucky when she first saw him: "Luckily Yue Qingke discovered my conspiracy in advance. Otherwise, this situation would have turned into a mess by now. Let the Ming Zhu Loong Family be, for the sake of my momentary confusion, the Yue Clan of Beijing suffered the heaviest loss of reputation. "    

    

Nothing else.    

    

The son of Loong Chengcheng was too similar to Lee Nanfang.    

    

It wasn't too similar, it was almost as if it was carved from the same mold.    

    

Look at that nose, look at that mouth, look at that little Tintin.    

    

Loong Chengcheng looked at her son, overjoyed. She was depressed in her heart, "That damned bastard's genes are actually this powerful?!" Fortunately, he wasn't too ugly. Otherwise, when my son grows up, I'll definitely have to do some cosmetic surgery on him. How could my son be ugly? "    

    

The birth of her son had caused Loong Chengcheng to sink into an ecstasy of motherhood.    

    

But at the same time, a sense of danger made her feel ecstatic, and she smelled something different.    

    

There was someone who didn't wish for her son to become a beautiful man that would bewitch countless beauties in the future.    

    

Guain, this is a bastard.    

    

This caused the Yue Clan of Beijing to be humiliated.    

    

Even if that was the case, she had no relationship with the Yue Clan at all.