Strongest Guard

Yue Qingke.    

To be honest, only an indecisive person like Lee Nanfang could keep him alive until now.    

If it had been anyone else, he would have died a long time ago.    

Not to mention, she would feel guilty towards him.    

Lee Nanfang felt guilty when he thought of Yue Qingke because Loong Chengcheng had made him pregnant when she was still his wife.    

Loong Nancheng, who had learned how to peek at aunts while they were bathing in Monarch Valley, was the eldest son of Lee Nanfang.    

Although this result was purely Yue Qingke's fault, Lee Nanfang was the victim …    

After all, Loong Chengcheng was originally Lee Nanfang's first uncle's sister-in-law.    

Because of these relationships, Lee Nanfang let Yue Qingke, who was constantly on the brink of death, off the hook and advised Yue Zitong to return the position of Patriarch to the Yue Clan.    

Yue Qingke is said to have become a modern version of Murong Fu, spiritual problems have arisen, these two years did not appear in Lee Nanfang's line of sight.    

But he truly did not expect that he would see Yue Qingke tonight at QIngling County.    

Under the dim yellow street light, Lee Nanfang could see that Yue Qingke was no different from a normal person.    

It seems that Yue Qingke's spirit has improved greatly after two years of hiding his abilities.    

"Isn't it fine to be a happy psychopath? "Hai."    

Lee Nanfang secretly sighed, then another person walked out of the taxi.    

It was a woman.    

She closed the car door and walked towards Yue Qingke, her steps clearly a bit unsteady.    

It wasn't because she was in a car, but because her legs were numb.    

It was her legs that had been broken by Lee Nanfang. However, due to various reasons, they became crippled.    

Duan Xiang.    

Since she was lame and was walking with Yue Qingke, she could only be the Yue clan's Young Mistress, Duan Xiang.    

Lee Nanfang didn't have any good impression of this woman.    

Even now, he still didn't understand why Duan Xiang had to go against him.    

After seeing Duan Xiang, Lee Nanfang thought of Duan Xiangning.    

His mood instantly became much gloomier.    

Although there were some inexplicable phenomena that proved that Duan Linghsing was abnormal, every time Lee Nanfang thought of Duan Xiangning, a snowy moon would immediately appear in front of his eyes.    

That moon had a strange allure to it.    

"Hey, talking to you, can't you hear me?"    

While Lee Nanfang was in a daze, he raised his head to look at the moon in the sky. His left leg was kicked heavily, and a cold and violent shout came to his ears.    

He blinked a few times, then saw that the taxi had left. The person who kicked him was Duan Xiang.    

Because of his limp, his once valiant and heroic look could never be reborn. Now, Duan Xiang especially hated all people with good legs.    

A beggar actually had a pair of good legs.    

What made her even angrier was that she asked him twice in succession, "Is that woman in the incense". The beggar didn't answer, and just stared blankly at the moon.    

Damn it!    

The beggar's reaction made Duan Xiang's anger rise up as he raised his leg and kicked over.    

Lee Nanfang staggered and a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes. He smiled obsequiously: "Madam, what can I do for you?"    

"Is that woman from Ten Lions of Fragrance still there?"    

Duan Xiang asked coldly, but his gaze was scanning back and forth between Lee Nanfang's knees.    

Yue Qingke frowned, but did not say anything. Instead, he took a few steps forward.    

Lee Nanfang didn't want to teach Duan Xiang. Don't think that he can use this attitude and speak to him just because you gave him 10 yuan. He only nodded with a silly smile: "Yes, yes, yes." Oh, ma'am, is that woman you were talking about, the extremely tasty Lady Boss of the Trisbane? "He looks like he's only in his thirties."    

In Tiantian's Ten Li Noodle Soup Restaurant, two women had already entered the restaurant.    

One of them was Yang Tiantian who was still in Piaomiao Countryside.    

One of them was Mai Qing, the one who had come here to wait for Prince Charming after listening to the bewitchment of an old thief two days ago.    

However, Lee Nanfang felt that Yang Tiantianang and his wife's sudden visit here could only be to find Yang Tiantian.    

Mai Qing had never met them before.    

Besides, if they were looking for Mai Qing, they could have gone inland. There was no need to run so far.    

Then, why were they looking for Yang Tiantian?    

Thinking about this, Lee Nanfang saw Duan Xiang nod his head: "Yes, I'm looking for that bitch, her. Is she in the noodle store? "    

Lee Nanfang replied with a silly smile, "She's in the noodle store. I just ate a bowl of noodles from her place. The noodles made by the Lady Boss were delicious. "What, the reason you two are looking for her is to eat her noodles?"    

The corner of Duan Xiang's mouth twitched. He suddenly looked behind Lee Nanfang and asked in surprise, "Eh, why are you here?"    

Lee Nanfang immediately looked back.    

The moment he turned around, Duan Xiang kicked his left knee.    

Lee Nanfang screamed as he fell to the ground and hugged his knees.    

Although it was a night in a small county in Border Town, there was really no entertainment. People would stay at home and watch television at night, or create little people.    

However, when they heard the man's screams from the street, there were still several people who walked out onto the street.    

All they saw was a beggar dressed in rags, squatting on the ground as he hugged his knees and howled miserably. However, they didn't see anyone else.    

A kind-hearted man came over and asked him what was wrong.    

"My leg is broken, my leg is broken."    

Lee Nanfang let out a whimpering sound. From the corner of his eyes, he looked towards the alleyway not far away.    

Liu Tie's foot landed heavily on Lee Nanfang's knee. He originally wanted to use his foot to stomp and break Lee Nanfang's leg, but the scream he let out was really ear-piercing. It would definitely wake up other people and affect her following actions.    

"Actually, you don't need to do that."    

Yue Qingke said in a low voice: "After all, almost everyone has a good pair of legs. You can't break all their legs, can you? "    

"One to interrupt, it's one."    

Duan Xiang leaned against the wall and looked at Yue Qingke's legs with a reverent expression. He did not hide his malice at all. "I can't wait for everyone to be a cripple so that I can be happy."    

Yue Qingke stopped talking.    

In the past two years, whenever he had the chance, Duan Xiang would break someone's leg —    

The beggar on the street was the eleventh victim of an unexpected disaster.    

He could also tell that Duan Xiang wanted to break his legs the most.    

Because they were husband and wife.    

Together day and night.    

She walked with a limp, but he did not.    

The beggar's voice came from the street, and along with a few kind-hearted people, he was carried to the nearest infirmary in a flurry of hands. Only then did Yue Qingke softly sigh: "Sigh, although we have already arrived at QIngling County. But to be honest, I don't want to go through with it anymore. "    

Duan Xiang immediately said coldly: "Is it because after your mind gradually returned to normal, you realized the reality of how cool it is? All you want to do right now is to stay on the edge of death and live your entire life like this. You don't want to think about your former wife now being ridden and screaming? "    

Yue Qingke pursed his lips.    

He really didn't want to believe that Duan Xiang, who came from a Wealthy Class family, could say such vulgar words.    

Duan Xiang sneered, "Hehe, I know that you will be quite unhappy if I say it like that. "But it's a fact --"    

Yue Qingke interrupted her: "We are definitely not their match. This is also the truth."    

Duan Xiang clenched his fists and said in a low voice, "We are indeed no match for them. However, we can think of a way to make them suffer. Just like me, I've been trapped in hatred for being a cripple all day! "    

Yue Qingke was silent for a long time, before he said: "Even if you hire someone to capture that woman, hurt her severely, and then release that information at Shen Qingwu's wedding... Indeed, this will ruin Lee Nanfang's reputation. But then what? "Why don't you think about what kind of revenge we might get if we do that?"    

"As I said, you don't have to come. You had to come yourself. Besides, as long as I work properly, no one will know that I did it. "Hehe, as long as I can harm him, even if I die immediately, I will be able to rest in peace."    

As Duan Xiang spoke, he limped out of the alley, "Yue Qingke, I'll say it one last time, you don't have to follow me."    

The street lamp suddenly went out.    

Not a blackout.    

Every time this happened, the street lights would turn off. No one was walking around in the street anyway.    

One side encircled the sea, the other three sides surrounded the mountain of QIngling. Following the extinguishing of the street lamps, it was as if the giant beasts of prehistoric times had devoured the entire area, leaving behind a deathly silence.    

In the past, when they were busy in the city, Mai Qing hated the cars passing by downstairs, and would disturb her sweet dreams.    

But after arriving at QIngling County, she missed the sound of the explosion.    

This was because she always had the illusion that something unknown would suddenly jump out from the strange tranquility and eat her in one gulp while she was sleeping.    

Fortunately, in another four or five hours, the taxi she had booked would arrive and take her to the capital to attend a wedding as a paid bridesmaid.    

In the future, I won't consider any more questions related to Prince Charming.    

Too ethereal, too tired.    

Shh, shh, shh --    

As the night went on, the sounds of the insects outside the window grew clearer and clearer.    

Actually, it was only a little after ten.    

Previously, at around 10 PM, Mai Qing was either drinking in a bar or playing games at home. She never slept until after midnight.    

But now, she didn't have the mood to play the game. She just lay on the bed and rummaged through her pancakes like she was frying pancakes, imagining the things that the old pervert had said to her.    

Unknowingly, Mai Qing fell asleep.    

The old scoundrel walked into her dreams with a kind expression on his face. "Female Donor, have you found your Prince Charming yet?"    

Mai Qing immediately scolded, "What the f * ck are you trying to find? That's a beggar, okay? Get lost, don't bother me. "Now that I think of that beggar, I feel like vomiting."    

The old monk raised his white brows. "I've said it before, as long as it's that period of time that night, the man you were alone with would be you …"    

"Go play with the eggs." I'm too lazy to care about you. "    

Mai Qing scolded, raising her hand to push the old monk — he was awake.    

Then, Mai Qing saw a man.    

The man was standing in front of her bed, staring at her with an evil smile.