Strongest Guard

When Shen Yun walked over while stepping on some scraps of clothing, Lee Nanfang suddenly opened his mouth, yawned and lightly said: "So, I advise you to put down the kitchen knife. "Everyone, sit down and have a friendly chat. We will agree on what to do next."    

His arms were still covering his face, and he was sprawled on the ground, not moving at all. Shen Yun's footsteps sounded so light, so how could she have sensed it?    

This question only flashed through Shen Yun's mind once before disappearing.    

She didn't care when the man woke up, and how he found out that she was going to kill with a knife, but was still able to persuade her so calmly.    

She just cared about what she thought.    

That was to kill him!    

Use his blood to wash away the insult he gave her.    

With a soft shout, Shen Yun leaped up. Her left hand moved forward, her right hand holding the kitchen knife raised up high, like a super big white Persian cat, she pounced towards her prey.    

Her pouncing movements were not the least bit gaudy.    

But it was very fast!    

This was because the Broken Fist Dao especially believed in the true meaning of "all martial arts in the world, only speed cannot break".    

Not only was her pouncing movement fast, it was also powerful.    

The refrigerator in the kitchen was filled with a lot of ready-to-eat food.    

Like ham sausages — Shen Yun had never eaten ham sausages before.    

Every time she saw a woman eating this food, she would think of the things that the women in Dongyang movies loved to eat, and it made her feel nauseous.    

But now she didn't care.    

The man who had ravaged her for so long made her feel even more nauseous than the ham sausage.    

After all, she had just woken up after falling unconscious for a few days. Her body was already extremely weak, and she needed food to replenish it.    

However, the Spring Medicine that Hamm bought with a lot of money stimulated her entire physical strength, causing her to turn into a vicious wolf and almost tear the man into pieces.    

It was very likely that her potential and stamina would be greatly depleted after fighting to the death for several hours.    

To be able to walk into the kitchen on his feet was already quite impressive.    

Of course, there was an urgent need to replenish the food.    

According to what she should be eating right now, it was the best.    

But how could she have the time to make porridge or make noodles now?    

The only choice was to chew a sausage with pure water and then swallow it down with an extremely slow swallowing motion.    

Shen Yun's stamina increased exponentially after eating a sausage.    

This could be seen from the way she pounced towards the man like a Persian cat.    

Before she finished her sentence, she had already fallen heavily to her knees on the floor.    

Although the floor was made of wood, it had a certain degree of hardness.    

After heavily kneeling on her delicate knees, Shen Yun let out a loud "dong" sound, which was definitely due to the pain she was feeling.    

But Shen Yun didn't care about that.    

She only cared about cutting off the man's neck before he could flip over and sit up!    

Before the sound of her knees hitting the ground faded away, Shen Yun's left hand grabbed the man's arm that was covering her face and hacked down viciously with the kitchen knife held high in her right hand.    

Lee Nanfang's neck was extremely long and slender.    

The long neck would provide the most convenience to anyone who tried to cut off their head.    

It was a pity that this fellow had always been a stingy person. He would rather die than give Shen Yun any convenience …    

Therefore, Shen Yun's kitchen knife, which carried the force to chop at Hua Shan, landed heavily on the floor.    

At the critical moment, it almost touched Lee Nanfang's neck.    

Two or three strands of hair were cut off.    

This made Lee Nanfang very angry.    

He had clearly warned Shen Yun to sit down and have a nice chat with her, but she acted like she was deaf and used a barbaric move to cut off a few of his hair.    

Could it be that the purer a girl's appearance was, the more vicious and merciless she would be?    

Look at the nice floor, it was actually cut by a kitchen knife into a wound that was five centimeters deep.    

If Wu Yujie knew about this, wouldn't she be asking for compensation from Lee Nanfang?    

Even if Lee Nanfang was his boss, he couldn't do it.    

The boss was the boss, while the house was the house. How could the two be confused?    

What made Lee Nanfang even angrier was that not only did Shen Yun not realize that she was committing a crime after slashing empty air with her saber, she pulled out her kitchen knife even more forcefully and chucked it down once again.    

His target was still the same as before, he had dodged the kitchen knife's neck in time.    

From the moves of her wrist, Lee Nanfang was sure that she was a good knife wielder.    

Without more than ten years of hard training, he would not be able to unleash such a powerful skill.    

Good hand, good hand.    

However, no matter how great a person is, once he becomes the killer who wants to kill you, his image will be greatly reduced.    

Especially after you underestimate a great expert — like Lee Nanfang right now — and find out that Shen Yun is actually even more powerful than his aunt by seventy to eighty percent, how could he dare to continue acting so arrogantly?    

In front of the kitchen knife, the pretentious criminal had to die!    

Dong, dong dong dong!    

A series of kitchen knives viciously hacked on the floor, making a "dong dong" sound, as if they were chasing a death throttle, closely following Lee Nanfang.    

The most dangerous slash was directed at Boss Lee's groin.    

Just a little bit more and it would have split into two halves.    

When Shen Yun realized that Lee Nanfang's big head was not easy to chop off, she immediately aimed at his Tiny Skull.    

F * ck, what the hell?    

Could it be that Shen Yun, who was clenching her teeth like a madman, did not know that Tiny Skull s were far bigger than men with big heads?    

It was better to lose a bowl of scar on your head than to let a Tiny Skull be injured.    

This was Lee Nanfang's bottom line!    

Shen Yun, who had been continuously slashing at empty air, seemed to be crazily slashing at the Tiny Skull.    

Your sister, if I let you go without knowing what I'm doing, you won't stop.    

If this was tolerable, then so be it!    

Lee Nanfang, who had dodged the first slash of the sword, tried his best to counterattack and kicked Shen Yun right in the stomach.    

He hadn't planned to kill her when he started.    

I just want to kick her out and we'll get dressed and talk.    

In Boss Lee's eyes, no matter who Shen Yun was, she was still a victim.    

No matter how heartless Lee Nanfang was, he couldn't go hurt someone because they had been ruined, or because they were angry and wanted to kill him.    

He had underestimated Shen Yun.    

Or it could be said that he had underestimated Shen Yun's determination to kill him.    

She hugged the leg with her left hand as the price of getting kicked by Lee Nanfang. The kitchen knife in her right hand didn't stop at all as it chopped down with unstoppable force!    

As already mentioned, the biggest feature of the boxing style was its speed.    

Shen Yun moved even faster when she was determined to kill someone.    

"What the f * ck!"    

Shen Yun's madness scared Lee Nanfang. He didn't dare to kick her anymore, and only twisted his body in time.    

Dong!    

Shen Yun hacked down with all her might, once again striking the floor.    

However, this time, she had a small advantage.    

There was finally a hint of red on the blade.    

When Lee Nanfang realized that something was wrong, even though he managed to twist his body in time, his left hip was still not able to dodge completely, and the blade grazed a bloody wound.    

Although the gash wasn't deep, nor was it fatal, the blood that flowed out was indeed Boss Lee's.    

After seeing blood for the first time, Shen Yun became even more frenzied.    

He actually laughed like a silver bell, "Ha, ha-ha, scum, give me your life!"    

"Dig Dig, how did you know my nickname?"    

Lee Nanfang cursed and rolled towards the door like a lazy donkey.    

Shen Yun, whose eyes were already bloodshot and clouded by madness, didn't care what Lee Nanfang said or who he was. She just smiled coquettishly and rubbed her body.    

With a shake of his wrist, he changed it to a two-handed blade, thrusting straight towards Lee Nanfang's back.    

Lee Nanfang was a bit surprised when he looked back.    

Shen Yun held the knife in the current thrusting motion, the standard Oriental Yi He Liu maneuver.    

However, his movement was faster than Dong Yang Saber Technique by a little. There were obvious signs of his boxing style.    

As one of the four great close-combat experts in the world, Lee Nanfang had a good understanding of close-combat techniques. Thus, he was able to see that Shen Yun had already integrated Dongyang Sabre Art with her Kickboxing style.    

Compared to the unsightly Taekwondo, Dongyang School's sword techniques were like the ruthlessness hidden deep within the bones of this nation, mainly fierce and brutal.    

No matter how much you hate this country, you have to admit that some of the things they've come up with are absolutely first-rate.    

Whether it was a stranger or a murderer.    

After Shen Yun successfully combined the world's fastest and most brutal martial arts into one, he had to take Lee Nanfang's naked butt seriously even if he was wearing clothes.    

What's more, Shen Yun's moves were a battle where both sides were heavily injured, and she didn't care about her life and death.    

She was already one of the top martial artists. If she did not care about her life and death, her value would skyrocket.    

If Shen Yun was here, would Lee Nanfang be able to deal with her?    

The answer was yes.    

Yes!    

As long as he hardened his heart and ruthlessly ravaged her, he would definitely be able to kill her or injure her within ten rounds even if he had to put his life on the line.    

But he couldn't do that.    

Before he could figure out who the girl was, if Lee Nanfang really wanted to do that, he might have to regret it for the rest of his life.    

When experts competed, every second counted.    

One side had concerns and was bound by both sides.    

The other side seemed to have gone insane. They didn't defend and only attacked with their full strength.    

One against one, no matter how skilled Lee Nanfang was, he would still be forced into a sorry state and run around the room.    

He replied, "No matter how good my martial arts are, I'm still afraid of the kitchen knife."    

Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow!    

As the kitchen knife flew up and down, Wu Yujie's meticulous arrangement of the furniture was considered to have suffered a disaster.    

On the sofa, the desks, the cabinets and the like, they did not escape the calamity caused by the kitchen knife.    

Bang!    

Another crisp sound.    

Lee Nanfang, who escaped to the back of the door, quickly dodged Shen Yun's onslaught and viciously chopped at the door handle.    

It was as if someone was about to open the door and turn the handle. The door creaked open a crack.    

"F * ck, have you gone crazy? Can't you listen to me properly!"    

Shen Yun raised her kitchen knife, which had multiple cracks on it, high up in the air. When she pounced over fiercely, Lee Nanfang would grab the lid of the container at any moment to block her.    

However, before the wooden board could touch the kitchen knife, Shen Yun's knees suddenly bent and she kneeled heavily on the ground once again. Her upper body quickly leaned back, avoiding the swept lid. At the same time, the kitchen knife had already slipped out of her hand at high speed.    

The heck, is this the reappearance of a completely clear drop of blood?    

The kitchen knife whirled at high speed towards Lee Nanfang's crotch. The hissing sound reminded him of the legendary blood droplets.    

He leaped up, legs apart, and, like a gymnast, launched himself into the air.    

His actions were very standard. It was something that affected his overall beauty.    

However, he couldn't care about it now. Lee Nanfang's entire attention was on the kitchen knife.    

Xiu, xiu xiu!    

The kitchen knife flew back to where Lee Nanfang had grabbed it before after spinning half a circle in the air.    

Shen Yun sneered as she grabbed the kitchen knife. As she stood up straight, she suddenly turned around and hacked towards the door.