Strongest Guard

He had personally seen Yue Zitong say something when she was pushed to the window.    

    

He saw with his own eyes that Yue Zitong had changed into a bewitching makeup that no man could control.    

    

He had personally experienced the pain in his heart when he heard and saw all of this.    

    

Two slaps, how could it calm Lee Nanfang's injuries?    

    

Who said that a person like Lee Nanfang, whose nerves were as tenacious as steel wire ropes, wouldn't be broken no matter how hard he was tossed around?    

    

That was pure bullshit.    

    

Zi Fann is a person, have the love of the person, after being hurt by love, will feel heartache.    

    

Hitting a woman is probably the way all men do when they're trying to repair their pain.    

    

Two slaps were far from enough to stop Lee Nanfang's bleeding heart from bleeding any more.    

    

Yue Zitong seemed to know very well that before Lee Nanfang could make another move, she had already started slapping herself. Every slap was full force, without the slightest trace of mercy, as if she had gone insane.    

    

Lee Nanfang, whose heart was bleeding and dripping blood, was actually frightened. He reached out his hands to grab her wrists and growled, "Are you f * cking crazy?"    

    

"If only I were crazy."    

    

Yue Zitong gently let go of Lee Nanfang's hand, took two steps back and walked past his shoulder towards the door.    

    

Very strange.    

    

She could no longer feel the drug addiction.    

    

It looked like that thing wasn't something that couldn't be restrained.    

    

However, what was even weirder was that in the past, in order to restrain her drug addiction, she had used a needle to pierce the insides of her thigh. How could she not use it at all?    

    

On the contrary, it was just a few insignificant slaps that caused the addictive demon to obediently lie in wait.    

    

After a drug addiction, one would feel weak all over and drowsy all over.    

    

She wanted to go to bed.    

    

He didn't need to think about anything else. He went back to his room and collapsed onto the bed like a corpse. He didn't move at all and only hoped that he would be able to sleep forever.    

    

"Wh-what are you going to do?"    

    

When Yue Zitong walked past Lee Nanfang, he grabbed her arm.    

    

This guy's voice was trembling.    

    

Oh, I see. He was afraid I would commit suicide.    

    

Are you a tease sent by the monkey?    

    

Suddenly, Yue Zitong thought of a saying that had been widely spread across the internet and burst into laughter.    

    

There was still blood on the corner of her mouth, and her beautiful smile was still as beautiful as ever and filled with fear.    

    

"Go back to your room and sleep. What else can I do?"    

    

Yue Zitong smiled and raised her hand to push away Lee Nanfang's hand. With a playful look in her eyes, she said, "What, you're afraid that I won't get over it and you'll hang myself? "Don't worry, the world is so beautiful, I won't give up on dying."    

    

"Nanfang, tonight is destined to be yours. I think — Sister Xin thought so too. "    

    

Yue Zitong lowered her head and looked at Helan Xiaoxin. She lifted up one of her delicate feet and lightly stepped on Altman's head. Then, she turned around and walked away.    

    

This time, Lee Nanfang did not stop her from leaving.    

    

When Yue Zitong said the word "Sister Xin," he suddenly understood a lot.    

    

Especially after he saw Yue Zitong walking on her long legs, revealing the holes on the side of her legs that had already turned black, he understood even more.    

    

Sister Xin, it was Helan Xiaoxin.    

    

The Ultraman he was stepping on was actually Helan Xiaoxin.    

    

Back when they were at Southern Region of Golden Triangle, Helan Xiaoxin had told Lee Nanfang explicitly that ever since he almost drowned her, her sexual orientation had changed. She was now interested in women, especially Yue Zitong.    

    

Sister Xin had once told him that Yue Zitong had become addicted to drugs.    

    

The iron-like reality made Lee Nanfang sure that Helan Xiaoxin was not lying.    

    

When Yue Zitong fought against the drug addiction, the needles that pierced the inner part of her leg turned into hammers that fiercely smashed into Lee Nanfang's head.    

    

I was wrong about my aunt.    

    

She was dressed like this, but after her drug addiction flared up, she was coerced by Helan Xiaoxin.    

    

She must have looked forward to my return day and night, as she looked forward to the stars and the moon.    

    

As a result, I was blinded by what I saw. I thought she was a self-deprecating slut who had slapped her.    

    

It must have shattered her heart.    

    

Lee Nanfang closed his eyes in pain. Just as he was about to slap himself, he stopped.    

    

He should slap himself, but not himself.    

    

What kind of hero would he be, slapping himself in the face?    

    

If he wanted to smoke, he should have slapped someone else.    

    

For example — Ultraman.    

    

"Hello, Altman."    

    

Lee Nanfang lowered his head and greeted with a smile as he looked at the frightened Helan Xiaoxin.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin was filled with hatred. How could her mind be so tenacious?    

    

Otherwise, she would have fainted from fright long ago.    

    

Those who were scared senseless had no fear.    

    

"Hello, hello Lee Nanfang."    

    

Helan Xiaoxin said in a trembling voice, reaching out to take off Altman's hood.    

    

However, Lee Nanfang shook his head: "Don't. Wear it. At the very least, that would be more pleasing to the eye. "    

    

Sister Xin's flower like face, and the teasing Ultraman, that makes people look more pleasing to the eye?    

    

The premise was that no child could answer this question.    

    

Just men.    

    

The heavens believed that a hundred men, fifty pairs of men, would be called Sister Xin and Ultraman as nothing.    

    

Lee Nanfang was also a man. Of course, he knew that a face like a flower would be more pleasing to the eye than a teasing face.    

    

But now, he actually said that he found the teasing face very pleasing to the eye.    

    

This proved that the face of Sister Xin, who was regarded as the lover in a dream by countless men, was extremely disgusting in his eyes?    

    

That's not right.    

    

It was probably because he was worried that he wouldn't be willing to suffer after seeing Sister Xin's flower like face.    

    

It seemed like he was trying to hide something, but it worked.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin who was lying flat on the ground, upon hearing him say that, Xinn'er who had already fallen into the ice cave sank down again and said with a trembling voice, "Li, Lee Nanfang, I'm sorry. Yes, I was wrong. I should not have repaid kindness with hatred. "Furthermore, we should not bully Tongtong while you're not at home."    

    

Lee Nanfang shook his head, "Sister Xin, you're right. If you don't, you'll be wrong. "    

    

Guoguo's mouth, which was hanging over Altman's hood, opened and closed a few times, but he could not utter a single word.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin didn't know what to say anymore.    

    

"Get up, get up. What's wrong with a beautiful girl like you lying on the ground like a female dog? "    

    

Lee Nanfang's face was full of concern. He bent down and reached out his hand to help her up from the ground. He was extremely considerate as well. He patted the big footprints on her body and helped her to the bed before sitting down.    

    

He was smiling all the time, doing these things.    

    

However, Helan Xiaoxin didn't dare to look at this genial smile — behind it was a cold smile that was like snow.    

    

She didn't know how Lee Nanfang would torture her next.    

    

Just as she didn't know what to do to make him let her go.    

    

Give him money?    

    

Don't tease me.    

    

Lee Nanfang was no longer the same Lee Nanfang who even tricked the driver of the car class when he first came to Qingshan to earn pocket money.    

    

In just a few short months, he had completed the accumulation of funds that most people couldn't accomplish.    

    

Even though his wealth was nothing compared to Sister Xin's, she was still a drop in the bucket.    

    

However, it wasn't an exaggeration to say that in Lee Nanfang's heart, money was just a string of numbers.    

    

Using beauty to convince him?    

    

If she hadn't been spurred on by him so many times, Helan Xiaoxin would have been confident in this aspect.    

    

After all, she was a first-rate beauty. No man who had just seen her would be able to resist her charm.    

    

If money doesn't work, then beauty doesn't work.    

    

Gold coins and beauties had always been a man's favorite. No matter what methods he used, he would always work hard to pursue them.    

    

However, when both of these men's favorites lost their charisma, what hope did Helan Xiaoxin have to make Lee Nanfang forgive her 'momentary confusion'?    

    

Begging.    

    

Yes, and begging.    

    

Sister Xin already knew Lee Nanfang quite well. She knew that he was just a guy who looked cold on the surface, but was actually indecisive and kind on the inside.    

    

Due to her conviction, Helan Xiaoxin no longer hesitated. Her butt, which was wrapped in Ultraman leather pants, slid down and her knees bent as she knelt on the ground.    

    

Both of his hands hugged Lee Nanfang's leg, and his head was pressed against it as he sobbed: "Lee Nanfang, I was wrong. Please forgive me. I will never do anything to you again. Let me be your slave. I'll do whatever you want me to do. "    

    

Helan Xiaoxin had been fully prepared to die when she walked on the evil path that led to her death.    

    

It didn't matter who had killed him, or who had killed him.    

    

She would face death with her head held high, like a martyr who marches valiantly — that was what she thought, and that was what she thought she was determined to do.    

    

Even if the world were to collapse, it wouldn't waver.    

    

But now, when she saw from Lee Nanfang's gentleman demeanor that coldness that could even make her soul tremble, that fearlessness that could even destroy the world instantly crumbled.    

    

She still had sixteen years to live.    

    

She was young, rich, and powerful.    

    

Not to mention her, even if a fool had the resources she currently possessed, he wouldn't want to die.    

    

She hugged Lee Nanfang's legs and sobbed as she begged, speaking from the bottom of her heart.    

    

The words in his heart were usually the truth.    

    

However, Lee Nanfang didn't seem to believe it.    

    

There was nothing he could do about it. During Golden Triangle, he had believed in it once, but the result was that it destroyed the grand plan that Jinghong Ming had secretly planned for many years.    

    

No matter how indecisive Lee Nanfang was, after getting ruthlessly cheated by Helan Xiaoxin, he wouldn't believe her sincere words.    

    

There was a time limit to speaking the truth.    

    

What would happen in the future?    

    

In this world, aside from time, there was nothing that did not deteriorate.    

    

"Sister Xin, what are you doing? I speak like a demon who does all sorts of evil. Get up. Get up? "No, I'm going to be angry."    

    

Lee Nanfang's face became serious. He was so scared that he started crying. Helan Xiaoxin, who was looking at him from the corner of her eyes, quickly stood up and sat on the edge of the bed according to his will.    

    

There was a small red button at the bottom of the pink bed.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin only needed to stretch out her hand to secretly press down on it.    

    

But she wasn't going to press the button.    

    

Even though Sister Xin had always treated her loyal followers like dogs, she had spent a lot of energy training them.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin would never forget how Lee Nanfang had killed her Japan friend in Golden Triangle's drug trade convention in her lifetime.    

    

Therefore, she could swear that as many loyal followers she would attract, so many would be killed.    

    

Lee Nanfang's anger had reached its peak.    

    

If Helan Xiaoxin dared to summon her loyal followers, not only would she be beaten into a dead dog, but she didn't care. All she cared about was what would happen to her, and it would only be worse.    

    

"Right, that's more like it."    

    

Patting Helan Xiaoxin's shoulder, Lee Nanfang felt that the touch was pretty good. After a compliment, he looked down at the bed and his eyes lit up.    

    

"This thing isn't bad, it's really lucky that you managed to get it."    

    

Lee Nanfang picked up the wooden chain and said.