Strongest Guard

In the farthest horizon in the west, the red light slowly faded away and night arrived.    

The wind that blew across the peak of the mountain had obviously grown stronger and cooled down.    

The swarms of mosquitoes, in their rare days, tried even harder to reproduce, looking for food.    

How many days had it been since the mosquitoes had met a great benefactor like Lee Nanfang who sacrificed his life to feed the tiger?    

Lying on the green brick bench and snoring like a dead dog, allowing all the mosquitoes to bite him, he remained unmoved. This wasn't a benevolent person, who could possibly deserve this title?    

The mosquito didn't wake Lee Nanfang, he was awakened by the piss.    

Under the starry sky, Lee Nanfang opened his pants along with the autumn wind and peed as far as he could. He felt a sense of accomplishment when he saw a bright line of water drifting down with the wind.    

On the road that was very far away, there were lights that shuttled back and forth from time to time. In the Qingshan City region that was far away, there were specks of starlight, as if it was heaven.    

Only the Death Killing companions who did not come to take the keepsake appeared. Could it be that they did not follow them, or that they saw that Mr. Lee was actually very powerful and did not dare to reveal himself?    

Lee Nanfang thought it must be the latter.    

His companions in the Death Killing should be able to see through his motives for coming to this desolate area. Before he was absolutely certain, Duan Mu Yu wouldn't dare act rashly.    

Sitting on the green brick bench, leaning on the pillar, Jack lit a cigarette and looked at the more desolate West Nanfang. He sighed, "Alas, the master is lonely, like the snow."    

When one was alone, there was no need to waste too much energy on posturing.    

Find something meaningful to do, such as a call to Lao Xie, ask about the origin of these three copper coins.    

Although he wasn't sure if Lao Xie knew about the origins of the copper coin, he was, after all, used to the storm and was able to give Lee Nanfang some pointers.    

Just before Lee Nanfang left for eight hundred, there was only one set of words.    

However, after he was bitten by the snake, Xie Qingshang got himself a cellphone and used the military satellite to encrypt the frequency.    

Therefore, he could now call Lao Xie directly instead of calling his mistress like he did in the past. He would then trouble her to call someone else.    

Now, the Big Mobile's business coverage network was becoming more and more robust. Lee Nanfang was located in the wilderness of the southwest suburbs, and the signal was still filled to the brim.    

After a few beeps, a woman's impatient voice came through the phone, "What is it?"    

It was Xue Xinghan.    

Lee Nanfang was obviously calling Lao Xie, why did she answer? She didn't respect men's privacy at all.    

If Lee Nanfang had to find the person he feared the most, then that person must be Xue Xinghan.    

In the past, whenever he thought of this shrew, his ears would hurt — a conditioned reflex caused by her constantly twisting her ears for more than ten years.    

"Ah, Auntie Xue."    

Subconsciously, Lee Nanfang quickly put down his right foot that was stepping on the green brick stool. He stopped his waist and slightly bent down. His face was full of a respectful and fawning smile.    

"Nonsense. If it wasn't me, who else could it be?"    

"Then, where is I, Xie Fourth Uncle?"    

"Wash my feet again."    

He sat on the chair and let Xue Xinghan, who was half-squatting to wash his feet, feel a sense of pride.    

Lao Xie could only smile wryly, wanting to hit his head on the tree trunk even more. Why do you think I need to talk back, that the food she makes is not tasty?    

Lao Xie really didn't want others to know about this. He signaled to Xue Xinghan with his eyes, indicating for her to hurry up and send the little bastard away so that the couple could continue their warm and private lives.    

However, the little bastard's voice could be heard clearly from the phone, "Congratulations Auntie Xie, congratulations and thanks Auntie Xi. Your wife is truly a role model for us. "I only hope that I can turn myself into a woman and become like you …"    

Xue Xinghan still understood how to leave some face for his husband, so he interrupted him: "If you have anything to fart, hurry up and let it go. Otherwise, someone will get angry out of embarrassment."    

"Yes, yes, I'll release it right away."    

Lee Nanfang agreed and changed the topic, "Auntie Xue, can I trouble you to ask Xie Fourth Uncle. I got three coppers today."    

"Copper coins?"    

Xue Xinghan was slightly stunned and said, "Wait a moment."    

Copper coins weren't some kind of alien product. Most people wouldn't be surprised when they heard about it, but Xue Xinghan knew clearly that if the origins of these three copper coins weren't strange, Lee Nanfang wouldn't call Lao Xie specifically.    

Although this woman was quite domineering towards her husband, she clearly understood that when it came to proper matters, one had to maintain a proper attitude.    

Xie Qingshang stood up and wiped his hands. He took the phone and sat on the chair that Xue Xinghan had sat on. He said gently, "What copper coin?"    

Just as he asked that, Xue Xinghan lifted his feet, removed his shoes, and put her feet in the barrel. A pair of small hands, no weaker than a young girl, pushed against his feet.    

Xie Qingshang glanced at his wife, and his gaze became more gentle and sweet.    

Before the wedding, it was Xue Xinghan who cried and shouted, chasing after Lao Xie, telling him to do whatever he wanted as long as he was willing to marry me.    

However, when she gave birth to a son for Lao Xie, her status was like a fountain. She immediately stood up and trampled on Lao Xie, making him always be mocked by his brothers.    

A man was truly afraid of his wife because he loved her too much. He was afraid of losing her, so he had to submit to her. There was nothing shameful about this. All men who were afraid of their wife should be proud.    

Looking at Xie Qingshang, who carefully washed his feet, his eyes slowly narrowed.    

Xue Xinghan could also hear Lee Nanfang's words on the phone, but when Lao Xie called, she would never interrupt him. This was also her cleverness, unlike some women who only want to be disgraced by their husbands, and can only be slowly hated by men.    

"I had heard of the legends regarding this type of copper coin before. Their organization was called Raging Flames and had existed thousands of years ago. They had a close relationship with the Central Plains. However, their active location was at the outer Mongolia area. In recent times, there have been very few people who have come to the mainland. "    

When Xue Xinghan placed Xie Qingshang's right foot on his knee and used a nail clipper to cut Xie Qingshang's nails, he said lightly, "Therefore, very few people have heard of this mysterious organization. There was also no news from your Jinghong's tenth uncle's side. "It seems that the reason the Death Killing in their organization went to Green Mountain to try to assassinate Helan Xiaoxin was because of a personal grudge."    

Lee Nanfang's voice came out of the phone clearly, "But this matter involved me."    

"You are on top of a mountain in the wilderness?"    

"Right."    

Lee Nanfang was quite impressed with Lao Xie's observation skills. Just by hearing the sound of the wind sweeping across the mountain peak, he was able to determine where Lao Xie was.    

"You are going to that place to lure the comrades of Death Killing."    

"Yes."    

"Do you have to do this for Helan Xiaoxin?"    

Xie Qingshang pondered for a moment and said: "If your family knew about your relationship with Zitong, they probably wouldn't have a good impression of you. Furthermore, she has some problems. "    

"What problem?"    

Lee Nanfang was very clear that Lao Xie said that Helan Xiaoxin had some questions that she wanted to ask.    

"I don't know the specifics either."    

Jack said lightly, "But your Uncle Jinghong once said that if something really happens to Helan Xiaoxin one day, it might be a good thing."    

The meaning of his words was extremely profound.    

Someone who could make Jinghong Ming say that would be a tumor in the country. If they had surgery on the front, they might cause cancer to spread. He had secretly taken care of it, he had not been certain about it yet, so he hoped that an accident would occur to her. It might be a good thing for the nation, but it might also be good for the Helan Family.    

In view of Jinghong Ming's current position, he was quite sensitive. Lee Nanfang was not qualified to investigate this matter, so he could only explain with a smile: "At that time, her hands were weak, she didn't want to be killed by the Death Killing, she couldn't help but take action."    

"Hai."    

Xie Qingshang suddenly sighed and said something senseless: "You were involved in this, so it's your lucky chance."    

"Xie Fourth Uncle, since when did you believe in fate?"    

"It's not a big deal to believe it once in a while."    

Xie Qingshang smiled and said, "Be careful then. Try your best to keep some distance from her so that you won't be dragged down by her."    

"But she and Yue Zitong are very close."    

Lee Nanfang was a bit troubled: "If I want to obediently stay by her side, I can't avoid coming into contact with her."    

"Then take care of your own standards."    

After hearing Xie Qingshang's words, Lee Nanfang thought to himself, already overturned her, what other f * cking measure is there to talk about?    

He thought this in his heart, but didn't dare to say it out loud.    

Xie Qingshang continued: "If your comrades in the Death Killing find you, I suggest that you have something to talk about with them and it's a misunderstanding. Death Killing who was so easily killed by others was not important in the flames. If they don't want to blow it up, they should be able to listen to you. "    

"That is what I intend to do. That was why he came here to wait for them with a friendly and sincere heart. But now, no one has come. "    

Lee Nanfang boasted before chuckling, "Fourth Uncle, then I won't disturb your blissful times any longer. "Give my regards to Mistress, there's no need for this old man. Let's see if he can live for a thousand years, even without any spells."    

"Bastard, is there anyone that can speak like that?"    

Lao Xie smiled and hung up the phone.    

When his phone softly rang, the smile on his face slowly disappeared and he slightly frowned.    

Xue Xinghan raised his head, looked at him and asked softly, "What should have come, has it finally come?"    

"What's coming, it's finally coming."    

Xie Qingshang nodded slightly and repeated this sentence.    

While the couple was talking, Lee Nanfang was also saying, "Hey, what's coming, it's finally coming."    

A somewhat blurry shadow had appeared out of nowhere on the path down the mountain outside the ancient pavilion. When the starlight scattered down from the sky, one could see his long hair fluttering in the wind.    

It was a woman. She was tall and slender, standing there motionlessly, like a ghost of a night that had risen from the ground. Her entire body emitted traces of evil Evil Qi s.    

"It's windy outside, come in to take a seat?"    

Lee Nanfang greeted him passionately and put his phone on the green brick bench. This way, he would not fall out and break it when he made a move later.    

The woman didn't say anything. She just stood there quietly with her head lowered, allowing her long hair to cover her face.    

"Alright, I'll talk to you outside."    

Lee Nanfang walked out of the ancient pavilion, "Did you know? I'm really curious, why don't women just stay home, do laundry and cook and wait on their husbands, and then come out and do what men should do. It's like, when you leave everything, men don't change. "