Strongest Guard

Lu Hang thought that when he shouted at Duan Xiangning to kill himself, he had used all of his strength.    

    

It was just like how he was hoping that Duan Xiangning would die from a thousand cuts, but it would be best if she didn't die. Only by living well and being alive would Young Master Lu benefit greatly from this.    

    

But he did not hear his own voice.    

    

His vocal cords failed because he was too worried that Duan Xiangning would die.    

    

He stood up abruptly and tried to step on the desk to free the woman hanging from the chandelier.    

    

She also bore the heavy responsibility of continuously climbing up Lu Hang, whether or not her entire Lu Family could be strengthened, how could she die so easily!    

    

We have to save her, no matter what!    

    

Without Duan Xiangning, would Duan Clan care about Lu Family?    

    

Perhaps, they would even use Duan Xiangning's hanging to commit suicide to come here and extort Lu Family from them, and obtain the thing they wanted the most.    

    

If that really happened, then not to mention Lu Hang being unable to realize his dream, his entire Lu Family might even be annihilated, just like that.    

    

The fear that he never imagined would cause Lu Hang's actions to become seriously distorted.    

    

As soon as he stepped on the table, his foot slipped — and when he fell heavily on the floor, the two vases on the table collided.    

    

With a bang, the sound of the flower vase exploding could probably be heard by everyone in the capital.    

    

What's more, what about Lee Nanfang and his sister who were drinking together in the living room?    

    

It was the right time, and there were no more dishes on the plates. The two of them drank a few bottles of white spirits and so on, but they were already unimportant.    

    

What was important was that when the two of them stopped talking about things they did not want to talk about, and instead considered each other as fellow travelers on a long journey, they actually found a common language.    

    

Knowing one's own cup of wine at a time was too little, so there was no need to speculate too much.    

    

The two of them were both magnanimous and "considerate". If they left without making each other drink like a dead dog, they would feel that they were inferior to each other when they met again in the future.    

    

Just when Duan Chuhuang was laughing loudly and shouting countless times that he won't leave until he's drunk tonight, and picked up another bottle of white wine, a loud bang came from outside the window.    

    

What was that sound?    

    

Both of them were stunned at the same time as they raised their heads to look outside the window.    

    

They were doing this out of instinct.    

    

But soon after, they looked at each other and smiled. Just as they were about to continue their drinking journey, they heard someone who seemed to be screaming.    

    

When Lu Hang fell from the table, not only did he break two vases, he also stepped on the table.    

    

The taste of the heavy Solid Wood's case smashing on his leg must not be pleasant. It was natural for Lu Hang to let out a scream.    

    

Lu Hang lost his voice because of the reality of Duan Xiangning committing suicide.    

    

However, after suffering such a heavy blow to his body, instinct would force him to let out a blood-curdling screech.    

    

"This is bad!"    

    

As Duan Xiangning's elder brother, Duan Chuhuang obviously knew where his cousin's bedroom was.    

    

This hoarse scream came from his cousin's bedroom. Could he, in an instant, associate himself with countless bad scenes and rush to the door?    

    

Everyone in Lu Family knew that it was best not to show their faces tonight.    

    

It was best if he wasn't at home.    

    

This was in order to avoid affecting the meeting between the two big shots.    

    

Therefore, other than Lu Hang and Duan Xiangning, who had no choice but to stay at home and listen to their summons, even Old Master Lu and his wife, who lived in the backyard, were taken away by their sons to sleep elsewhere.    

    

Therefore, Duan Chuhuang pounced out of the living room like a ferocious tiger and jumped into the yard. He only saw the swaying shadow of the tree under the light, but he didn't see anyone.    

    

Duan Chuhuang was truly worthy of being the leader of the Dali's third generation.    

    

Lu Hang's scream made him realize that the situation wasn't good. However, it had something to do with Duan Xiangning.    

    

Such an image even appeared in his mind.    

    

Lu Hang, who had already obtained the Duan Family's promise, was unwilling to become a green hat king. After sending his family back to their house and seeing Duan Xiangning crying from humiliation, he couldn't help but mock her. In the end, she became angry from embarrassment and picked up a knife.    

    

Caught off guard, Lu Hang, after being stabbed by Duan Xiangning, completely lost his reason. He grabbed the knife with both of his hands and fiercely stabbed it into her heart.    

    

If that really happened, the bubbles made from the Dali and Duan Clan would definitely disappear.    

    

Including Duan Chuhuang, his secret meeting with Lee Nanfang tonight would result in the loss of all his previous efforts.    

    

If one were to push through the heavens, the Dali s would pour the anger of failure onto the Lu Family s.    

    

But no matter how hard Duan Family were squeezed out of him, in the end, what could he get out of it with that little bit of value?    

    

Compared to sacrificing Duan Xiangning and getting Jinghong Ming and the rest to not interfere with Duan Family and power, there was no comparison at all.    

    

Therefore, nothing must happen to Duan Xiangning!    

    

Duan Chuhuang thought like this as he rushed towards the west wing as fast as he could.    

    

In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Lu Hang and his companion's door.    

    

When Duan Chuhuang kicked the door, he seemed to see a shadow flash out of the corner of his eye and then disappear into the window.    

    

In such an emergency, how could he have the mind to consider what this black shadow was?    

    

He had to make sure Duan Xiangning was safe first.    

    

With a bang, how could the door of the red Solid Wood withstand Jack's powerful kick.    

    

In the midst of the explosion, the door flew out to both sides of the room as if it had been hit by a car. It hit the wall behind the door and bounced back.    

    

When the door bounced back over 80 meters per second, Duan Chuhuang had already jumped into the room in time.    

    

Lu Hang was still on the ground with his left leg pressed against the table -- this was not Duan Chuhuang's concern.    

    

He looked up at the chandelier.    

    

For a man of Young Master Lu's status, he wouldn't have the face to walk the streets if he lost three million less the cost of renovating his new home during his wedding ceremony.    

    

Putting aside the most modern household appliances and expensive furniture, the chandelier hanging from the ceiling was imported from Italy. It weighed even more than an adult and was definitely a treasure.    

    

With such a heavy chandelier placed on top of his head, of course it had to be fixed firmly.    

    

Otherwise, if he were to fall down and smash his own body, the scene would be too horrible to look at.    

    

Therefore, even if a person was hanging from a fixed chandelier, he would not fall.    

    

This was what a housewife needed to commit suicide when she was in trouble.    

    

All it takes is a couple of pairs of Nanfang brand black threads to connect, then knead them into a rope and tie them together over the chandelier. Then you stand on the table, lean your body forward, stick your head into the noose, and leap forward — the Beautiful Sausage, and make it this way.    

    

Duan Chuhuang didn't need to look at the Hanged Man's face to know that it was Duan Xiangning just from her figure and clothes.    

    

The more he was afraid of something, the more it would happen.    

    

Duan Chuhuang felt as if his brain exploded: "Xiao Ning, you hanged yourself!"    

    

This was the sound of a heavy blow directed at Yun Che, even though he had put in all his effort, including the dignity of the Dali and Duan Clan.    

    

The cruel reality was unbearable for Duan Chuhuang.    

    

However, he had to accept this reality. Just as he was about to take a deep breath, he saw a black figure that had broken into the window, flashing past his eyes!    

    

There was also a blinding cold light.    

    

After a flash of cold light, the silhouette threw itself onto the bed with Duan Xiangning in his arms.    

    

With a clang, the falling cold light smashed onto the table.    

    

It was a stainless steel fruit knife.    

    

Duan Chuhuang's eyes only stayed on the fruit knife for a few seconds and then looked at the bed again.    

    

Lee Nanfang.    

    

When Duan Chuhuang kicked the door, he saw from the corner of his eyes the black shadow, as well as the shadow that flew straight towards the chandelier after breaking the window.    

    

Duan Chuhuang clearly remembered that when he and Lee Nanfang were drinking in the living room, he was sitting near the door.    

    

Moreover, when Lu Hang's scream sounded out, he was the first one to activate it.    

    

The way he had pounced towards them was definitely the fastest he had ever done in his life.    

    

Including kicking the door.    

    

But why? Just when he raised his head to look at Duan Xiangning, Lee Nanfang, who should have been left behind, had already rescued her?    

    

Not only that, when Lee Nanfang jumped towards Duan Xiangning, who was hanging on the chandelier, he also picked up the fruit knife on the ground.    

    

Otherwise, how can you be a guest at someone else's house with a knife in your hand?    

    

Quick.    

    

Unparalleled speed!    

    

A cold light flashed in Duan Chuhuang's eyes as he looked at Duan Xiangning's hand that was quickly pinching her nose, pinching her chin, and lowering her head to perform artificial respiration.    

    

He still underestimated Lee Nanfang.    

    

If Lee Nanfang was his life enemy, then now was the chance for Duan Chuhuang to successfully ambush him and guarantee a fatal blow.    

    

The fruit knife was at his feet.    

    

He only needed to lift his foot and give a light kick, and the fruit knife would fly towards Lee Nanfang like lightning. At the same time, he would also pounce on Lee Nanfang.    

    

Among China's younger generation, Fu Su of the Northern Fu Su, who was as famous as the Southern Storage Emperor, was one of them.    

    

The two were well-matched. One was from the south while the other was from the north. They were of the Yin and Yang of the world, and the five elements — Lee Nanfang. So what?    

    

However, this thought only flashed across Duan Chuhuang's mind for a moment before it disappeared.    

    

Whether Duan Xiangning could be saved or not was the most important thing at the moment.    

    

Duan Xiangning's luck was pretty good.    

    

Or it could be said that Lee Nanfang's ability to save others was very good. In the future, he could go to the hospital to work.    

    

"Cough, cough!"    

    

After a few loud coughs, Duan Chuhuang's worried heart finally relaxed.    

    

Lowering his head, he easily picked up the heavy Solid Wood and extended his hand towards Lu Hang.    

    

No matter what, the two of them had a relationship of a husband and uncle.    

    

In the future, there was a possibility that Dali would still be useful to Lu Hang. This time, Duan Chuhuang took the initiative to show his goodwill, which was also very worthwhile.    

    

No matter how heavy the table was, it wasn't from how high he fell. It was just that Lu Hang's leg was in a lot of pain, but it wasn't fractured.    

    

Lu Hang shook his head, indicating that he could get up by himself. Duan Chuhuang had already turned around and walked out of the bedroom.    

    

Lu Hang clenched his teeth and got up from the ground. He turned his head to take a look, and then very tactfully limped out.    

    

Outside, Duan Chuhuang was standing under a pomegranate tree. He looked up at the starless night sky and asked lightly, "What happened?"    

    

On the way out, Lu Hang grabbed the clothes that were hanging on the sofa.    

    

Originally, he was already very insignificant in front of Duan Chuhuang. If he was not dressed properly, he might not even have the courage to talk to others.    

    

"I, I don't know either."    

    

Lu Hang quickly put on his clothes and said honestly, "When I went back to my room, I saw her sitting in front of the dressing table to put on her makeup. "He didn't even talk to her, he just lay down on the sofa and fell asleep."    

    

Duan Chuhuang had no doubt about Lu Hang's explanation.    

    

Lu Hang still didn't have the guts to lie to him.    

    

Duan Xiangning committed suicide because she was humiliated by Lee Nanfang.    

    

Even though he knew this, Duan Chuhuang still asked Lu Hang. It was purely a formality.