Strongest Guard

Just as Lee Nanfang collapsed on his class chair and was about to fall asleep, someone knocked on the door.    

As the boss, he had to act like the boss. No matter who it was, Lee Nanfang couldn't act like a bear. He had to be upright and give a good example to his subordinates.    

However, when Lee Nanfang saw that it was Ye Xiaodao, he slipped back out of the chair and scolded coldly, "F * ck, since when did dogs not eat sh * t? You actually know how to knock on the door?"    

"Director Li, I don't like hearing you say that."    

Ye Xiaodao walked over and said seriously: "Although we are good buddies who don't distinguish between you and me, that is in private. At work, we still have to follow the rules. "    

"Cut the crap."    

Lee Nanfang's eyelids twitched. "Ye Xiaodao, I find that you're getting more and more cheap these days."    

"We are, we are each other. Let's not talk about Lao'er as bosses."    

After Ye Xiaodao walked to the table, he finally revealed his true face. With a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, he sat down on the table, lit up a cigarette and put it in his pocket.    

"F * ck, you're willing to be kicked on the butt by Chen Dalee, and yet you still have a disgusted look on your face." Which part of me looks like you? "    

"Fuck, hello." If you hadn't, how could your aunt have painted your face into a woman's butt? He even allowed her to hug his crazy relatives on the street. "Ha, I really want to know, isn't the feeling of being caught in public feel great?"    

"Scram, that is the joy of the two of us. As long as we like it, who can control it? "    

"Scram." "You enjoy the feeling of being publicly assaulted by your wife. Then why don't you think about it, Master Dao? I am very satisfied with my current ordinary life."    

"You're tired."    

Lee Nanfang slowly sat up straight. After looking at Ye Xiaodao for half a minute, he said, "You want to be an ordinary person?"    

Ye Xiaodao lowered his head and took a long drag on his cigarette, and said depressingly: "Master Dao, I am also a human. I don't want to spend all day killing people like that. I also want to live a normal life like most men do. "    

He was willing to be enslaved by Chen Dalee because he wanted to use this method to gradually integrate himself into the society of normal people.    

Man is not a beast.    

If you are a human, you should live a human's life.    

Fighting and killing all day, drinking and playing with women's lives, even though it was very enjoyable, it still wasn't a normal person's life.    

"Can we let go of those grudges?"    

Lee Nanfang asked again.    

It could be said that Ye Xiaodao was forced by the village tyrant to his current state.    

A fourteen year old youth, after exterminating the entire village, he surely didn't expect that he would have such achievements.    

Coincidentally, he met Qin Yuguan.    

Or why is Qin Yuguan a birdman?    

As a teacher, since he accepted Ye Xiaodao as his disciple and taught him all his skills, then he should shoulder the responsibility of being a teacher, which was to teach him how to conduct himself.    

Qin Yuguan did not do so.    

Having allowed Ye Xiaodao to grow so savagely, using his entire body's worth of effort to stir up trouble in the west, he had ruined countless good women, reaped countless lives, and became one of the most notorious senior golden assassins on the OF's international killer platform.    

Knowing that Ye Xiaodao especially hated women, Qin Yuguan set a rule for him.    

It was also the only rule, which was that all the women in the world could be played with by him. However, that was not the case for all Chinese women.    

If he knew that Ye Xiaodao dared to violate the rules set by him, then his death would be the lightest punishment.    

In Qin Yuguan's eyes, other than his Chinese sisters, all the other women from other countries were useless existences. They were all dead and he didn't care about them at all.    

This kind of person was an extreme racist.    

God knows if the heavens were blind. Not only did they not punish him, but he led a comfortable life, marrying seven or eight wives, sons and daughters, and leading a lustful and lustful life all day long.    

Ye Xiaodao Te couldn't help but be envious. He swore to wait until the Evil Qi in his heart came out, then he would be able to see the same for his teacher.    

"Actually, those grudges have been gone for a long time now."    

Ye Xiaodao raised his hand and stretched his waist: "Master Dao, I have decided. In the future, I will have a house facing the sea, with warm spring flowers blooming, splitting firewood and feeding horses, caring about the price of food — oh, right, I almost forgot about proper business."    

"What important matter?"    

"Two."    

Ye Xiaodao stretched out two fingers and shook them in front of Lee Nanfang's eyes, saying, "One important and one unimportant. Which one do you want to hear first? "    

Lee Nanfang said without thinking, "Listen to the bullshit first."    

"It's not important, just Holan Fusu and Lin Yiting can get back together." He would once again become the son-in-law of the Beijing Lin Family. In the future, if you continue to harass that woman, you'll have to consider his existence. Even though Master Dao is someone I rarely respect in my life. However, I still admire that pretty boy. "    

Ye Xiaodao lit up another cigarette and frowned slightly: "Also, I feel that he's a bit different from when he was at Mexico. I still can't tell what's different. "    

Lee Nanfang bent his right index finger and knocked on the table a few times. Then, he slowly said, "It's probably because his values have changed."    

"What do you mean?"    

"If it hasn't changed, he wouldn't have accepted Lin Yiting."    

"You mean it's because of Helan Xiaoxin?"    

"That woman has the power to affect other people's lives."    

After saying that, for some reason, Lee Nanfang really wanted to sigh.    

Thus, he sighed heavily.    

Yet, he got a disdainful smile from Ye Xiaodao, as well as a middle finger of his right hand in front of him.    

Lee Nanfang couldn't be bothered to argue with this kind of person. He asked, "Let's talk about the important matter again."    

The most important thing for Ye Xiaodao is to borrow some money --    

He just borrowed three hundred yuan and said that he would buy Director of Division Chen a cigarette so that he wouldn't be driven away because he wasn't working hard enough.    

In the eyes of others, the reunion of Holan Fusu and Lin Yiting was a very important matter, no matter how one looked at it.    

At the very least, it was much more important than three hundred yuan.    

However, Ye Xiaodao didn't think so.    

No matter which woman Holan Fusu was on good terms with, no matter what the change was, it was not as important as Master Dao's own work.    

He loved it and cherished his current job.    

No one knew that he was such a glorious man. He would only be treated like an ordinary person, like a brother, like a wife to a mother. This sort of vulgar life was the most grounded, and was also the best at neutralizing violence.    

This was also a type of cultivation.    

Therefore, Lee Nanfang had no reason to reject his request.    

Although he was clear that as long as Ye Xiaodao wanted money, after a phone call, the bank card would have an additional 10 million yuan in pocket money.    

The arms dealers active in Eastern Europe were the richest people in the world.    

"He found the life he liked, and I became a beautiful man with love. We are actually both pretty good."    

After Ye Xiaodao left for a long time, Lee Nanfang put the cigarette that had long been extinguished into the ashtray.    

Standing in front of the window and looking at the busy street outside, Lee Nanfang felt that it would be best if he went to the hospital.    

Look at Yang Xiao.    

Look at Min Rou, by the way.    

But he really didn't want to see Duan Xiangning.    

The reason was simple. He must have taken the wrong medicine that day for his face to turn red.    

This made Lee Nanfang feel guilty.    

Especially when he walked opposite Duan Xiangning, it made him scream and turn around to run, but he forgot that he was on the second floor's stairs. He was about to fall face down on the stairs and break his teeth.    

"Deputy Dean Duan, be careful."    

Lee Nanfang rushed forward in time and held the mature woman's body in his arms. Then, he pinched her chest.    

The feeling of her hands was not bad, but she lacked the flexibility of a woman of her age.    

It was her husband's responsibility.    

If it was Lee Nanfang, he would definitely massage her at least 800 times every night.    

"You, you get out of the way!"    

Duan Xiangning, who clearly felt that she had been assaulted in the chest, subconsciously raised her hand to slap him. However, she suddenly remembered who he was and abruptly retracted it, her face pale.    

It made Lee Nanfang feel guilty for scaring Beautiful Young Woman into such a state. He could only pinch her again to compensate her.    

Duan Xiangning ran away as fast as she could. She didn't even know she lost her sexy little heel on her left foot.    

"Ah, sin, sin."    

Lee Nanfang said he was guilty. He lifted up his right foot and the heel flew up into the air, flying out of the window at the corner of the second floor.    

Then, a woman's scream could be heard, "Ah, which bastard is throwing things around?"    

This woman's voice sounded as if she had heard it somewhere before.    

However, Lee Nanfang didn't dare to go to the window to take a look.    

Sometimes, the more familiar they were, the harder it was for them to talk.    

"Sister Wang, are you alright?"    

Seeing Sister Wang suddenly hit on the head with something that fell from the sky, Zhan Fei was also shocked and hurriedly walked over to ask.    

"Bastard, which bastard threw away those things?"    

Sister Wang hugged her head in pain and squatted on the ground.    

"A woman?"    

Zhan Fei, who was wearing a mask and big sunglasses, was slightly taken aback when she saw the sexy, slender, and tall heels.    

Before she could say anything, the two bodyguards that accompanied her to the hospital agilely rushed up the steps and into the hall.    

They could clearly see that the high-heeled shoe was coming out of the window on the second floor of the Inpatient Department.    

Whether it was a woman or a man who threw their shoes out, intentionally or unintentionally, they would find that person and hold her, or him, fully responsible.    

Didn't he see that Sister Wang's head had already been cut open by a narrow heel that was no thicker than a awl? Was it blood that was gushing out of her head?    

There were quite a few people in the Inpatient Department's lobby. After being knocked aside by two big and burly bodyguards, no one dared to say anything.    

When the two bodyguards rushed up the stairs to the second floor, they didn't see anyone.    

One of them looked out of the window and called out to his companions to give chase.    

The two of them quickly ran up the corridor. Just as they were about to climb up to the third floor using the handrails, the one behind grabbed their companion's clothes. "Wait."    

When his companion turned around, he saw a young lady in a black dress looking around like a frightened kitten. Her arms were crossed over her chest, and she was limping towards him.    

Why did she limp?    

Because her right foot was wearing shoes, while her left foot was covered in black silk, directly stepping on the ground.    

If two legs are not the same length, the walk will be uneven.    

Without even asking, these two bodyguards knew that the slender heel that broke Sister Wang's head was hers.    

"Halt!"    

Duan Xiangning was looking around for that scum when two men rushed over and grabbed her wrist.    

"Ah — you, what are you doing?"    

Duan Xiangning was startled, but she quickly broke free from the bodyguard's grasp.    

"What is it? "Hmm, lady, what are we doing? Don't you know?"    

The bodyguard stared at Duan Xiangning. Just as he said those words with a sneer on his face, a white light flashed in front of him.    

The sound of thunder resounded from his left ear.