Strongest Guard

You stand on the bridge to look at the scenery, the landscape watcher is upstairs to look at you.    

    

The moon adorns your windows, you adorn other people's dreams.    

    

Suddenly, Yue Zitong, who was leaning out of the window, thought of this.    

    

Of course, the current me doesn't have the slightest bit of romance to speak of. When I suddenly thought of this, it was purely out of suffering for fun.    

    

What else?    

    

He couldn't be so happy from the bottom of his heart after being placed under house arrest, right?    

    

Although she had told Lee Nanfang many times that they were both b * tches, if someone dared to speak to her like that, she would definitely make that person regret being born into this world.    

    

Lying at the window, Yue Zitong indulged in her imagination, desperately trying to pull her thoughts in the direction of the beautiful scene.    

    

In the end, he failed and had no choice but to comply with what his eyes had seen and focus his attention on Sui Yueyue.    

    

Yue Zitong could only see two women being led by Sui Yueyue to the Sunshade.    

    

She wanted to know who these two women were and what they were talking about.    

    

But the distance was too far.    

    

Damn it.    

    

This made me feel rather unhappy. I wanted to jump out of the window a few times and pretend to take a walk — I accidentally walked under the Sunshade and heard what they were saying.    

    

She really wanted to know what the other person was talking about. She could only faintly sense that the appearance of the two women was very likely related to Lee Nanfang.    

    

Previously, when Sui Yueyue had sent Little Coler to deliver a letter to Yue Zitong, Jinghong Ming had told her that she was not the only one with broken legs who came from Golden Triangle.    

    

At least two more people also received the item.    

    

One was Hua Yeshen.    

    

The other was, of course, Dong Yang's Shangdao Yinghua.    

    

Together with Yue Zitong, these two women were Sui Yueyue's best targets of extortion.    

    

So, were the two women sent by Hua Yeshen or were they from Dongyang?    

    

Hua Yeshen was still in the hospital after her injury, so she definitely couldn't come.    

    

Yue Zitong had never seen Lee Nanfang's distant concubine in Dongyang, and it was precisely because she had never met her that she wanted to meet him.    

    

Just as Yue Zitong was lost in her thoughts, there was a sudden movement over there.    

    

For some unknown reason, more than a dozen of Sui Yueyue's men suddenly ran out from the woods and started pounding the black clothed men with the butts of their spears.    

    

There was excitement to see now.    

    

Yue Zitong immediately perked up and quickly stretched her neck with her eyes wide open as she tried to look in that direction.    

    

But because she was too far away, she could only get a rough idea.    

    

When there was excitement to see, one could not see it clearly. This was equivalent to scratching one's boots, making one feel uncomfortable.    

    

"Damn it, if only I had the clairvoyant."    

    

The feeling of wanting to see, but not being able to, temporarily made Yue Zitong lose the nobility and elegance that she should have.    

    

She decided to discuss with Michel at the door whether she could go for a walk under the supervision of others. The moment she turned around, Yue Zitong suddenly raised her head and looked at the wall.    

    

On the wall to the left of the window, there was a pair of military binoculars.    

    

This thing isn't an ornament, why would Sui Yueyue hang this thing in her office?    

    

As my eyes turned, the answer appeared on the paper.    

    

Sui Yueyue had purposely hung this on the wall for Yue Zitong to use.    

    

In other words, Sui Yueyue had been the one to arrange everything that was happening in the distance outside the window.    

    

It was as if Yue Zitong had been placed under house arrest for the sake of letting her watch a good show.    

    

Although Patriarch Yue especially hated being arranged here and there, she had the determination to "I won't do what you've arranged".    

    

However, this determination didn't last for long before Yue Zitong took off her binoculars and disappeared.    

    

Since others had to let her watch the show, it wouldn't make sense if she had to refuse.    

    

Furthermore, when Yue Zitong took off her binoculars, she discovered that they had a long-range monitor installed on them.    

    

As long as he pressed the small red button, he would be able to clearly hear the sounds coming from hundreds of meters away.    

    

"Hah, Sui Yueyue, you're quite thoughtful."    

    

Yue Zitong sneered. She pressed the small button and raised her telescope.    

    

Then, in the next ten minutes, she saw a good show.    

    

What a wonderful show!    

    

Especially when Lee Nanfang suddenly appeared and shot Bates in the head, sending Sui Yueyue flying with a slap and then putting the gun between her eyebrows, Yue Zitong wanted to shout happily and jump up and down.    

    

This was her Little Nephew!    

    

This was what she wanted to see the most!    

    

She knew that I was almost angered to death by Sui Yueyue, so she suddenly appeared from the forest like a peerless hero. Just by asking a few words, Great Coler and the others immediately left with their tails between their legs, saving her a lot of face.    

    

If it was possible, Yue Zitong would really jump up and wrap her arms around Lee Nanfang's neck, not caring if he washed his face or not.    

    

As for the miserable appearances of those black suits, the crying of Director Chenfu and Director Chenfu, and the sudden appearance of a bloody hole in Bates's head — all of this had been automatically filtered out by Yue Zitong.    

    

She just stared at Alice and muttered, "Shoot, shoot!" Shoot me, shoot me! Can't shoot her. Alice, however, had reached an agreement with me in private. She's mine now. Brat, quickly put down your gun and give him a scare. Otherwise, you and I will not be finished.    

    

Lee Nanfang seemed to have heard what Yue Zitong was saying and the gun in his hand slowly fell to the ground.    

    

The muzzle, which was warm and slightly sulphurous, passed by Alice's face, which was flushed red with madness, and landed on her plump chest.    

    

"Shoot, why don't you?"    

    

Alice screamed. Her green eyes flashed with a crazy light as she took a step forward, "Lee Nanfang, shoot me to death! Shoot! "Ha, I know that you did this to me because I was gloating when your people were trampled."    

    

She continued to lean forward.    

    

However, Lee Nanfang did not move. He was like a wooden stake that had already been buried there. No matter how Alice leaned forward, her right hand that was holding the assault rifle did not move at all.    

    

If the muzzle of the gun had been sharp, Alice would have stabbed into her body long before she managed to lean forward.    

    

If that was the case, she wouldn't be so arrogant and scream now.    

    

Not only that, she even grabbed the clothes with both hands and abruptly split them in half.    

    

Along with the ear-piercing sound of silk being torn apart, her delicate body abruptly appeared in the air.    

    

The black barrel of the assault rifle seemed to have pierced into that slippery area.    

    

Alice held onto her clothes with both hands, her face had a sickly red colour to it, and was beginning to look scary, screaming from her mouth: "Let me tell you, I just like to see this! When I see the Chinese screaming at the feet of us foreigners, I will think of them as you! and I'm going to have an indescribable joy, and I'm going to have an unspeakable -- "    

    

When she heard Alice's words from the overhearing device, Yue Zitong was so anxious that she raised her hand and slammed it on the windowsill. She scolded, "Trash, are you courting death?"    

    

No one knew Lee Nanfang better than Yue Zitong.    

    

If Alice had only humiliated him, he would definitely be angry and use his big mouth to shut her up.    

    

In any case, Alice was his woman.    

    

But Alice should never have humiliated all the Chinese people.    

    

This was something that Lee Nanfang would never allow.    

    

Yue Zitong wanted to shout for Lee Nanfang to put down his rifle. We are on the same side, can't we talk properly?    

    

If you can't even speak properly, then you can just ride the foreign girl like a knight and teach her a lesson in front of me.    

    

Why did he have to make a move?    

    

This thing was too dangerous.    

    

If he lost control of his emotions, it could lead to his death.    

    

Unfortunately, the telescope went on, but did not install the communication system.    

    

Therefore, no matter how anxious Yue Zitong was, she could only clap her hands on the windowsill. She was done for.    

    

She was certain that Alice would be dead after she said those words.    

    

Lee Nanfang couldn't think of a gun, so he had to give up.    

    

As expected, Lee Nanfang, who had been silent all this while, pressed the trigger of his rifle with his right index finger.    

    

Dingdang!    

    

This was the only sound that could be heard when a rifle thimble was fired.    

    

After hearing the voice, Yue Zitong put down her binoculars.    

    

In his heart, he sighed.    

    

As the sound echoed out, the entire world seemed to freeze.    

    

The sound of the wind, Secretary Bai's crying, and Alice's hysterical screams all came as well.    

    

However, there was no sound of gunfire.    

    

"What's going on?"    

    

Yue Zitong didn't hear any gunshots, nor did she hear Alice's miserable shrieks when she was killed. She abruptly raised her binoculars and looked in that direction.    

    

The rifle in Lee Nanfang's hand was still in his hand, and he was still pointing it at her.    

    

However, he no longer looked like he was in deep thought. Instead, he used the muzzle of his gun as a tool to help cover the torn hem of Alice's clothes.    

    

Lee Nanfang turned around and casually placed the rifle on the table.    

    

Without even looking at Sui Yueyue who had already gotten up from the ground, he quickly walked to Secretary Bai who was kneeling on the ground. He bent over, reached out his hand to help her up from the ground and whispered in her ear, "Thank you. "Let's go back."    

    

"Boss Lee!"    

    

Secretary Bai, who had just been scared witless, finally came back to her senses, screaming as she opened her arms and hugged his waist.    

    

The crying started again.    

    

Lee Nanfang stood there and looked at the mountain range in the distance with a calm expression.    

    

It was as if he'd never killed anyone just now.    

    

These people were also nowhere to be seen.    

    

He was standing alone in the middle of the sea of poppies, surrounded by the breeze, looking out at the distant mountains.    

    

However, everyone who was watching him closely could see that the corners of his eyes were slightly trembling.    

    

Director Chenfu walked over and hugged Secretary Bai. "Boss, you —"    

    

Lee Nanfang lowered his head and interrupted her words.    

    

He repeated the words: "Thank you." "Let's go back."    

    

Go back, these three words didn't have any special meaning, it was to invite Director Chenfu and the others to leave the Golden Triangle, and return home.    

    

The meaning was the word "thank you".    

    

Lee Nanfang had thanked them twice in a row, and it wasn't just to thank them for coming over to the Golden Triangle for him.    

    

The main thing was, thanks to them, they didn't embarrass China.    

    

No matter how many years passed.    

    

No matter who he was speaking to!    

    

They could all raise their chests and say that they were proud descendants of the Sun.    

    

How could a proud descendant of the Yan Huang race possibly kneel to an outsider?    

    

He would rather die than die!    

    

They weren't dead.    

    

The ones who died were outsiders.    

    

He believed that the foreign soldiers who had already retreated into the forest should have experienced the unyielding pride of their descendants.    

    

From then on, they would use their new eyes to re-evaluate every Chinese.    

    

They looked at Lee Nanfang, who was walking away. Their eyes were filled with worship.    

    

"Salute!"    

    

Suddenly, a hoarse shout rang out.    

    

After which, it was the sound that would only come out when hundreds of people simultaneously raised their hands and saluted.    

    

Crash! *