Strongest Guard

Men who know how to appreciate beautiful women, regardless of their mood, must try their best to maintain a gentleman's demeanor in front of them.    

    

This was an education Little Coler had received since he was young, and he had always done so as well.    

    

In addition to his originally handsome appearance, the number of women he had courted over the years could be said to be countless. Almost every single one of them could be said to be unforgettable for him, because of his sudden departure, causing endless heartbreak — except for Sister Yue.    

    

Therefore, after seeing two women who were even more outstanding than Sister Yue today, even though he was guarding Jinghong Ming, Little Coler's instincts had urged him to show his gentleman demeanor immediately.    

    

However, something flew out before he could release his man's charm.    

    

When a man saw a beautiful woman, his vigilance would decrease significantly. This was also the main reason why men were so easily slapped by a woman.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin was disdainful as she went to slap Little Coler, who looked like a human.    

    

She would only throw the teapot on the table at it with all her might.    

    

The heavens dared to guarantee that Sister Xin would give her one more chance to aim the teapot at Little Coler's handsome face. She might not be able to hit him squarely in the face like this time.    

    

The teapot was not big, but it was very heavy.    

    

It was a purple clay teapot, how could it not be heavy?    

    

Moreover, there was still half a pot of hot water inside.    

    

After Sister Xin had smashed her way over, the strength she displayed was astonishing.    

    

Coincidentally, Little Coler's nose was very high – hot water splashed in all directions. Amidst Little Coler's screams, the bridge of his nose was broken.    

    

After suddenly feeling pain, Little Coler instinctively let go and covered his nose.    

    

Thus, the rectangular box in his hands naturally fell to the ground.    

    

Just as the box was about to fall to the ground, a foot appeared.    

    

Jinghong Ming's feet.    

    

When Little Coler was attacked by Sister Xin, Jinghong Ming was sitting on the sofa three meters away from him. Why did he suddenly appear in front of him? Not only did he use his toes to lift the wooden box, but he also used his left hand to grab the clay pot?    

    

Neither Yue Zitong and her brother, who were sitting on the sofa, nor Zong Gaang, who was standing at the door, felt surprised.    

    

Who asked him to be Jinghong Ming?    

    

Jinghong Ming, who was holding the wooden box under his ribs, slightly frowned as he looked at Helan Xiaoxin.    

    

He felt that Sister Xin's actions were a bit disgraceful.    

    

Little Coler was just a lackey. Even if he deserved a beating, he only needed to give Wang Yang a look and he would be beaten to death.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin did not care about that.    

    

If it wasn't for Yue Zitong who caught her in time, she would have pounced and grabbed Little Coler's elegant blond hair. The fingers of her right hand were like hooks as they fiercely attacked his face a few times before anything else.    

    

What the hell.    

    

He even dared to act cool in front of Sister Xin without peeing and looking at himself in the mirror.    

    

Do you think you are Lee Nanfang?    

    

"Xiaoxin!"    

    

Seeing that she was about to pounce on him, Yue Zitong scolded her in a low voice.    

    

As the leader of the family, he wouldn't be as willful as the young miss.    

    

After being lectured by Yue Zitong, Helan Xiaoxin calmed down a little. She snorted coldly and saw the box underneath Jinghong Ming's ribs. Her face turned pale once again.    

    

No matter who Little Coler was, as long as the Patriarch didn't say anything, he would break Little Coler's leg and throw him out to feed the dogs. Then, Zong Gaang would pretend not to see what happened just now.    

    

Even though Little Coler was born a mercenary, having his nose broken was not a big deal.    

    

As long as he straightened the bridge of his nose and stuck a Band-Aid on it, with two alcohol cottons stuffed in his nostrils, he would pretend to sneer disdainfully. He said arrogantly: "Is this the way the young miss of the wealthy Chinese family treats her guests?"    

    

When Helan Xiaoxin, who had just calmed down a little, heard this, her phoenix eyes immediately widened. Just as she was about to say something, Yue Zitong promptly raised her hand and blocked her.    

    

Looking at Little Coler with his chin held high, Yue Zitong calmly said, "Do you dare to say that again?"    

    

Why wouldn't I dare?    

    

Am I going to be scared by you?    

    

[We are gods of death after countless battles, our hands were covered in blood...] Little Coler smiled. Just as he was about to repeat his arrogant attitude, he felt as if two knives were spinning behind his back.    

    

He subconsciously turned his head around.    

    

When Zong Gaang brought him in, the girl he saw at the patio was standing at the door, looking at him.    

    

When Little Coler first saw Wang Yang, he didn't pay much attention to it.    

    

This was someone else's home. There was someone standing in the courtyard, looking up at the pomegranate flowers that were about to bloom. What was so strange about this?    

    

But now he knew he was wrong.    

    

Wang Yang was not a member of the Yue Family at all, he might be Patriarch Yue's bodyguard.    

    

Before coming to Beijing, Little Coler had already learned from Sister Yue that Yue Zitong's bodyguard was the legendary highest active service in China. He would kill without blinking an eye.    

    

In the international mercenary world, he could be considered a first class mercenary. However, there seemed to be only one way to go against the highest ranking active service- how do you want to die?    

    

At that time, Little Coler didn't care too much about it.    

    

He's also a famous man, isn't he?    

    

However, the moment his eyes met Wang Yang's, he felt a chill run down his spine.    

    

He had no doubt that if he dared to repeat that sentence, this seemingly gentle girl would immediately transform into a true God of Death, causing him to not even know how he died.    

    

"I'm sorry."    

    

Little Coler was smart. When he realized it was not good, he immediately changed his attitude. He turned around, bowed, and bowed deeply to Yue Zitong.    

    

Yue Zitong ignored him.    

    

Sui Yueyue was just a lackey and was far from qualified to control Yue Zitong's emotions.    

    

She only looked at the box that Jinghong Ming put on the desk, her lips slightly trembling.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin also looked at the box and slowly stretched out her hand.    

    

However, Jinghong Ming shook his head and said to Little Coler, "Please tell me."    

    

He did not want Yue Zitong and her sister to see what he had already seen.    

    

After seeing it, he would feel extremely uncomfortable.    

    

It's fine as long as Little Coler gives a description.    

    

In order to relieve the heavy atmosphere in the room, he even used the word "trouble" on Little Coler.    

    

Before Little Coler could say anything, Yue Zitong rushed to say, "No, Tenth Uncle, let him say it later."    

    

She was determined to see Lee Nanfang's broken leg.    

    

Jinghong Ming didn't say anything else and sighed softly.    

    

Yue Zitong untied her hands from the red cloth. It was very steady.    

    

It was as if she didn't know that Little Nephew's broken leg was in the box.    

    

It wasn't until she slowly opened the box, and Helan Xiaoxin, who was sitting beside her, suddenly whimpered and covered her mouth with her hand, that she finally closed her eyes in pain.    

    

Sister Xin's reaction was not frightened by the broken legs.    

    

Hadn't she killed many people before? Why would she be afraid of a broken pair of legs?    

    

She did this because the legs belonged to her man.    

    

Yue Zitong was no longer able to maintain her calm. Her right hand, which was gently stroking the ice, was trembling violently.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin hugged her arm tightly, tears streaming down her face.    

    

Yue Zitong didn't cry.    

    

This made Little Coler a bit curious.    

    

Half a minute later, Yue Zitong slowly closed the box. She looked up at Little Coler and asked softly, "Is there anything else that Sui Yueyue wants you to tell me?" If you don't have it, you can take it away and throw it away somewhere else. "    

    

"What?"    

    

Little Coler was stunned.    

    

Yue Zitong's reaction was truly out of his expectations.    

    

After she saw Lee Nanfang's broken leg, shouldn't she be like Helan Xiaoxin, frightened and frightened?    

    

How could he say such a thing?    

    

"I won't say it a third time. Please remember it well."    

    

When Yue Zitong repeated what she had just said, her face was already quite calm.    

    

Jack ventured to ask carefully, "Excuse me, may I know why you're saying that?"    

    

Yue Zitong smiled, crossed her legs and said: "Because those legs are not Lee Nanfang's. Sui Yueyue was probably confused and forgot about my relationship with him, so she casually took out a pair of broken legs to scare me. "    

    

"What?" Isn't, isn't that Nanfang's leg? "    

    

Helan Xiaoxin immediately stopped crying and asked with her eyes wide open.    

    

Jinghong Ming didn't say anything, but his eyebrows twitched.    

    

Yue Zitong didn't answer Helan Xiaoxin. She just instructed Zong Gaang to make another pot of good tea.    

    

When Zong Gaang brought another teapot over, Little Coler sighed softly and said, "Hai, Sister Yue is right."    

    

"What did you say, Sister Yue?"    

    

Helan Xiaoxin immediately asked.    

    

Wu replied: "Sister Yue once told me that after careful treatment, these legs are almost the same as Liu's legs. However, even though this trick might be able to fool Director-general Jinghong, it might not be able to fool Miss Yue. "    

    

"Why?"    

    

Helan Xiaoxin was shocked.    

    

Didn't Little Coler say that the legs are almost the same as Mr. Lee's legs?    

    

It was almost the same, but this wasn't Lee Nanfang's leg.    

    

As long as it wasn't her man's leg, why would Sister Xin feel heartbroken and confused?    

    

Jinghong Ming also felt it was strange that Sui Yueyue would say that.    

    

The truth was right there. After Jinghong Ming saw the broken legs, he didn't suspect that Sui Yueyue was bluffing.    

    

From what he knew of that woman, she could definitely do such a thing.    

    

But why did Sui Yueyue say that she might not be able to fool Yue Zitong?    

    

Little Coler began to explain, "Mr. Jinghong, although you are an elder of Mr. Lee, you would never pay attention to his legs. Furthermore, based on your understanding of us Sister Yue, you also believe that she can do such a thing. "    

    

Jinghong Ming nodded. "That's right."    

    

Little Coler smiled and then said to Yue Zitong, "Sister Yue said you can tell that this isn't Mr. Lee's leg because you and Sister Yue are the same type of person."    

    

"Who is it?"    

    

Yue Zitong asked.    

    

Little Coler said, "Sister Yue said that she and you are the kind of people who would do anything to achieve their goals and would kill at all costs. to know what to do and what cannot be done. "    

    

Obviously, Sui Yueyue made use of Lee Nanfang's carelessness to capture him alive. This was what she should do.    

    

What he couldn't do was to really saw off his legs.    

    

Yue Zitong didn't feel proud just because Sui Yueyue thought so highly of her. She only said that it was all thanks to you, Sister Yue, being able to think highly of me.    

    

No one was underestimating Sui Yueyue now, be it Jinghong Ming or Yue Zitong.    

    

Wasn't Lee Nanfang captured alive because he underestimated her?    

    

However, Helan Xiaoxin disapproved and snorted coldly. "Hmph, you Sister Yue, have you not heard of my name before?"    

    

Little Coler replied respectfully: "Of course I've heard of it. Besides, Sister Yue also told me that I should tell her what she said to you in due course. "    

    

Helan Xiaoxin wiped her face and asked impatiently, "What did she say about me?"    

    

Little Coler hesitated and looked at the teapot on the table.    

    

He was afraid that Sister Xin would get angry again, so he picked up the teapot and threw it at her.    

    

However, it also proved that Sui Yueyue's evaluation of Helan Xiaoxin was not high.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin narrowed her eyes slightly and said coldly, "Don't worry. Even if you, Sister Yue, say that I am a fart, I won't take my anger out on you."    

    

"That's good."    

    

Little Coler heaved a sigh of relief and said, "A grudge with a severely degenerated IQ."