Strongest Guard

Lee Nanfang was a human, not a Transformer that would be fine after being smashed by a sledgehammer for half a day.    

    

As long as it was a person, regardless of whether they were Hu Mietang or Lee Nanfang, after receiving such a heavy blow from Liu Tie, their straight nose would immediately be knocked askew.    

    

Naturally, his teeth had been kicked loose by someone.    

    

Anyone at the scene could imagine the pain of a heavy blow.    

    

However, Wang Yang and the rest had never dreamt that Lee Nanfang actually did not dodge the attack. Instead, he stood there like a wooden stake, suffering from the brute force of their attack.    

    

According to the Patriarch's plan, after Lee Nanfang dodged the punches and kicks, everyone would rush up and beat this guy into a pig head. They came here to punish him for not putting the Yue Clan in their eyes.    

    

As for whether Lee Nanfang could escape, whether it was the two people who made the plan, Jinghong Ming's Wang Yang, or the twelve awesome guys, none of them thought about it.    

    

If Lee Nanfang couldn't even avoid these two, then he wouldn't be Lee Nanfang who could come back alive from Mexico.    

    

But Lee Nanfang, really — he couldn't avoid it.    

    

Why didn't he dodge?    

    

Why are you just standing here?    

    

Wang Yang, the dozen handsome young men all stared at Lee Nanfang with their eyes wide open. Their faces were stupefied as if they were looking at a fool.    

    

Of course Lee Nanfang wasn't a fool.    

    

At most, he was just an illogical scum.    

    

Didn't you want to gang up on me and use your numbers to beat me up into a pig head?    

    

Okay, I'll give it to you.    

    

No, I'll do my best to cooperate with you.    

    

He didn't need to go all the way. He just needed the two of them.    

    

Come on, come on, why are you all standing there like idiots?    

    

Looking at Wang Yang and the others, Lee Nanfang thought proudly and curled his lips.    

    

He was proud of being beaten so badly that his nose was crooked. He was usually a fool.    

    

Or a bitch.    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't think that he was a fool.    

    

It was not a slut that was famous for being abused.    

    

If he had to find an appropriate adjective to describe his abnormal reaction, he would softly spit out two words: "Madman."    

    

From Lee Nanfang's point of view, lunatic's style was ten times higher than a slut and a hundred times higher than a fool.    

    

She would rather be a bitch than a fool, but when there is a chance to be a madman, she will not be a bitch.    

    

A fool would be looked down upon by a hundred people, a slut would be looked down upon by ten people, a lunatic — who the hell would dare to look down on a lunatic, give it a try.    

    

No one dared to look down on lunatics.    

    

They would only be afraid of madmen.    

    

This was because what madmen did was often the most terrifying thing.    

    

The dumbstruck expressions of Wang Yang and the rest proved everything.    

    

Lee Nanfang was very satisfied with their reactions.    

    

Of course, my nose hurts, my teeth hurt.    

    

However, this price was still something to bear when compared to the two women's plot to abort it.    

    

Lee Nanfang adjusted the angle of the wound in time when Wang Yang and Wang Yang attacked.    

    

It was scary to look at, but he wasn't really that badly hurt.    

    

Lee Nanfang, whose nose was crooked, let the blood drip onto his shirt. He was clearly smiling, but in the eyes of Wang Yang and the others, it was even more terrifying than a devil crying.    

    

Especially when she heard his muffled words, she subconsciously retreated two steps backwards, "Do you still want to hit me? Hurry up, I don't have that much patience. "    

    

Who would dare to hit him?    

    

This was a madman.    

    

Wang Yang and the rest looked at each other. No one dared to say anything.    

    

"A bunch of cowards."    

    

Lee Nanfang sneered and turned around to leave.    

    

His mission of visiting the Yue Clan was completed.    

    

His aunt wanted to give him a chance to show off his strength, but he was punched and kicked by someone for nothing. Blood was still dripping from his nose. Anyone who saw this scene would be filled with rage and feel that Yue Zitong was too heartless.    

    

On the surface, they were inviting him to be their guest, but before he could even get a chance to enter, he was already beaten to such a state.    

    

Who else wouldn't get the hell out of here quickly?    

    

If he went back to the Yue Clan, who knows if there would still be any mastiff hiding in the courtyard.    

    

Let's go.    

    

He had to go.    

    

When his life was in grave danger, the reputation of the Beijing Yue Clan would no longer be worth mentioning.    

    

Not to mention that she had visited the Lu Family last night, but hadn't come to the Yue Clan to visit.    

    

If Yue Zitong continued to vent her anger on Lee Nanfang because of this, then the entire country would definitely see it bad and spit on each one of them, drowning the Yue Clan members alive.    

    

Lee Nanfang felt it was appropriate to exchange punches and kicks for unknown troubles.    

    

This was definitely the most handsome thing he had ever done in his entire life.    

    

"Sigh, you, you wait."    

    

Seeing Lee Nanfang turn around to leave, the dumbstruck Wang Yang finally woke up and hurriedly shouted.    

    

"Wait? "Do you think I'm stupid?"    

    

Lee Nanfang sneered without turning his head, "Are you waiting, for you to beat me to death?"    

    

"We're not, we're not — sigh."    

    

Wang Yang, who didn't know what to do, could only stomp his feet heavily and ran into the Yue Clan's residence.    

    

The development of the situation was completely out of Patriarch Yue's control. She had to report to the eldest miss as soon as possible.    

    

To avoid a scene he did not want to see, there was no one in the front yard.    

    

Today, he was qualified to be invited by Patriarch Yue as a guest in the backyard.    

    

In the early summer, the mosquitoes and flies had not spread out yet, so it was possible to set up delicious food and drinks in the yard. Some of the noblemen and ladies were standing in groups of twos and threes with wine glasses in their hands, talking and laughing in low voices.    

    

Today was the first time that Yue Zitong held a banquet in the Yue Clan's courtyard since she was appointed as Patriarch.    

    

As for why it was held — inviting friends to a small gathering at home — was there a need to find a reason?    

    

However, all those who were invited knew that the reason the Yue Clan held this small outdoor wine gathering was to invite a single person.    

    

Lee Nanfang.    

    

Yue Zitong was making use of this chance to let them see it with their own eyes, "In the future, if anyone dares to bully me, it would be best to consider Lee Nanfang first."    

    

The later Lee Nanfang came, the happier she was.    

    

Dizzy, can't be dead.    

    

Since Lee Nanfang had gone to the Lu Family last night, he had to come to the Yue Clan today.    

    

If he dared to not come … hehe, then don't blame Patriarch Yue for not recognizing him.    

    

The later Lee Nanfang came, the more he could prove that he couldn't leave Yue Zitong.    

    

Otherwise, why would he be late?    

    

After considering for a long time, he finally realized that no matter how much he jumped, he would not be able to jump out of Yue Zitong's palm.    

    

As for arranging troops at the entrance and arranging for people to properly teach that brat a lesson, it was even more proof that Yue Zitong was so confident when she was dating him.    

    

In any case, Lee Nanfang's martial prowess was so high that Wang Yang and the rest combined would at most beat him black and blue.    

    

Before he came in with a swollen face, Wang Yang would run in first and report loudly in front of everyone, saying that no one could stop Lee Nanfang breaking into the house.    

    

At that time, Yue Zitong would just say, "Don't stop him, let him in. I want to see what he actually wants to do."    

    

Look.    

    

Lee Nanfang, who everyone thought was fawning on Yue Zitong, would rather the Yue Clan's guards fight to the death to come to see his aunt. This fact not only broke the rumors that people thought Yue Zitong was fawning on Lee Nanfang, but it also showed that Lee Nanfang was fawning on her.    

    

Therefore, Yue Zitong's status and position would be greatly improved.    

    

Therefore, when she saw Wang Yang flying over, a smile immediately appeared on her face. She looked at Helan Xiaoxin, who was holding onto Lin Yiting's arm to express her affection.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin pursed her lips, meaning to congratulate her on the smooth progress of her plan.    

    

Wang Yang suddenly ran over like he had lost his temper, which of course would attract everyone's attention.    

    

Other than Holan Fusu, Lin Yiting, the sons and daughters of the "Minister Gu", and the other members of the Yue Clan, there were also people from the "Minister Gu" and "Yue Qingke" who were qualified to participate in the Yue Clan's small-scale feast.    

    

What was certain was that Yue Qingke didn't want to come.    

    

But he had to come.    

    

Everyone could see that the relationship between the Yue brother and son and Yue Zitong was like fire and water.    

    

It was just that he hadn't fallen out yet.    

    

As long as the window paper did not break, everyone was a harmonious family.    

    

Rather than saying that Lee Nanfang was invited to the Yue Clan as a guest, it would be better to say that it was for Yue Qingke and the others to see.    

    

When Lee Nanfang arrived, Yue Zitong was absolutely confident that she could start a conflict between him and Yue Qingke.    

    

At that time, she would stand out in front of everyone and unwaveringly defend Lee Nanfang!    

    

How could Jack not be grateful that Yue Zitong had turned against her cousin in order to protect him?    

    

If he didn't kneel down on the spot and wail while hugging his beautiful legs, it would already be proof that he had no conscience.    

    

The two women with victory in their hands looked at each other, then looked at Wang Yang.    

    

"Eldest Miss."    

    

When Wang Yang came to the Yue Clan, he had asked for Zong Gaang's advice on how to address Yue Zitong.    

    

It was better to call Yue Zitong 'eldest miss' than 'patriarch'.    

    

"What's wrong?"    

    

When everyone at the scene stopped whispering, Yue Zitong's eyebrows slightly frowned to express her dissatisfaction and panic towards Wang Yang.    

    

At the same time, it further proved that she possessed a clan head's outstanding cultivation skills that should be able to "topple Mount Tai right in front of her eyes and make it invisible".    

    

"Li … Lee Nanfang is here."    

    

Wang Yang stuttered as he gave Yue Zitong a meaningful glance.    

    

Compared to Qi Yue, Wang Yang's mind was more lively.    

    

Only after her plan had changed and she had taken a turn for the worse for Patriarch Yue did she give a crazy look to the young miss, wishing that she could go with her and talk to her alone.    

    

Yue Zitong, who thought she was confident, did not know all this.    

    

He thought Wang Yang was still acting and had added this part to his plan, making it more perfect.    

    

After praising her in her heart, Yue Zitong lightly said, "So what if Lee Nanfang is here, just let him in. Wang Yang, what do you have to say?" There are no outsiders here today, so just say whatever you want to say. "    

    

I said that I would make you lose face!    

    

Wang Yang felt bitter in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.    

    

She couldn't ask Eldest Miss to go over there and talk again, could she?    

    

If that really happened, others would definitely doubt Yue Zitong's ability to control her body.    

    

If he couldn't even control his own bodyguard, how could he lead others?    

    

Therefore, even if Wang Yang felt bitter in his heart, he still had to whisper: "When Lee Nanfang came, it just so happened that our security team was practising hit-to-lose. It turned out — accidentally, it hurt him. "    

    

It's good to get hurt.    

    

If he didn't injure her, he wouldn't be able to express how urgent it was for him to see his aunt.    

    

Yue Zitong was overjoyed in her heart, but her expression changed slightly. "How could I have injured him?" Oh, you guys, all you know is how to swing your knives and your guns at the door all day long. "I've told you long ago that you can go train and train …"    

    

"Eldest Miss."    

    

Seeing how serious Patriarch Yue was in her acting, Wang Yang quickly interrupted her: "Lee Nanfang left."    

    

"It's good to leave. "I'm leaving …"    

    

Yue Zitong was stunned. "What? He left?"