Strongest Guard

0Mencius, when the heavens set down great responsibility on him, he would first have to suffer his heart, exhaust his bones, starve his body, empty his body, and do whatever he wanted, so he could not bear to do what he wanted.    

    

When Lee Nanfang was very young, his wife had told him these words and made him remember them firmly to encourage him to fight against the injustice of his fate and to learn how to be happy amidst hardships, thus becoming a true man.    

    

True men, in the process of growing up, no one had ever been successful and never suffered a heavy blow.    

    

A man who did not suffer tribulations to grow up was a flower in a greenhouse. It was extremely disgusting and only fit to compete with women for nutrients and sunlight. Once they encountered a storm in the outside world, they would immediately wilt.    

    

If even the plum blossom understood the meaning of pain, how could a true man understand it?    

    

Compared to the many hardships Lee Nanfang had suffered before, being treated like a Stinky Sock by a damned woman, this was not a big deal. On his conscience, he did not need to be condemned at all.    

    

As for the pain in your body — Your sister, are you done yet? Why do you keep beating me up endlessly?    

    

Even if you don't know too much, you still can't do it. You should just leave it as it is and let others have a chance at meeting you in the future.    

    

Lee Nanfang chuckled foolishly. He scolded for wanting to beat him up. Cold sweat the size of soybeans dripped down his left shoulder. His hand grabbed onto a tree trunk and his body shook.    

    

With a light click, his dislocated left arm was installed.    

    

At this moment, the ghost girl had just punched him hard on the right side of his ribs.    

    

Before the pain could spread out, Lee Nanfang, who had been staring blankly at him, suddenly shouted. He suddenly turned around and viciously punched out towards that extremely annoying ghost face!    

    

Bang!    

    

Lee Nanfang punched with all his strength and ruthlessly hit the ghost girl on the left cheek.    

    

The ghost girl was too careless. She didn't expect Lee Nanfang to be able to fight back after being abused like a bear. He sent her flying with a punch. After a full three to four meters, she fell heavily onto the ground.    

    

"F * ck, do you really think I am powerless?" F * ck! "Damn!"    

    

After sending the woman flying with one punch, Lee Nanfang fell off the cliff and hugged the tilted tree with his left hand as he shouted in anger.    

    

Just like a ghost, as soon as the ghost girl landed on the ground, she jumped towards Lee Nanfang and grabbed his neck. Her dark blue eyes were filled with indescribable anger.    

    

"Darling, you've been tricked."    

    

Before the ghost girl could punch him in the stomach, Lee Nanfang flipped his left hand that was hugging the tree — Black Military Thorn, like a water dragon, pierced towards her heart.    

    

"Ah!    

    

Surprised, the ghost girl quickly retreated and used her left hand to block the attack.    

    

On her hands was a glove made of special material. Military Thorn s could indeed not pierce through, but it was still able to slide quickly past her palm towards her wrist, creating a wound.    

    

Fortunately, she reacted in time. She twisted her elbow, and her body swayed as she retreated, dodging the attack.    

    

"What a shame."    

    

Lee Nanfang, who had lost his support and couldn't hold onto the tree in time, cursed as his body tilted and fell straight down the dark cliff.    

    

This father is a hero in this life. Forget it, I won't boast anymore. I'm about to be smashed into a meat patty, what face do I have to boast?    

    

[I am a hero!] [I didn't expect to end up with a meat patty. When my wife hears this, she will definitely be in so much pain that she will wish she were dead. Where is my little slut?]    

    

Would she cry?    

    

Hehe, why would she cry?    

    

She can laugh because her heart only has Brother Fusu. After I die, she no longer has any restraints on me. I can do whatever I want with people, no matter how coquettish.    

    

How strange, why would I think of her before I die?    

    

His mouth and heart were filled with a bitter and sour taste.    

    

F * ck, is this vinegar?    

    

Lee Nanfang, who fell off the cliff on his back, looked at the stars in the sky, smiled bitterly and closed his eyes.    

    

The old man was saying that it was best for a person to close their eyes before they died, otherwise they would not be able to see their ugly appearance after death.    

    

Lee Nanfang thought so much the moment he fell back onto the cliff. He didn't know why he felt bitter and sour in his heart.    

    

In this world, every drink and every peck was determined by the heavens.    

    

Not long ago, after witnessing Yue Zitong crying behind Holan Fusu in front of him, Lee Nanfang's love closed slowly, no longer knowing what love felt like.    

    

Just a few days later, before Lee Nanfang died, his heart had actually opened by itself, and an uncontrollable lust burst out. He suddenly thought of Yue Zitong, and how she would be together with another man after he died.    

    

He felt sour in his heart, and he was truly unwilling to accept this.    

    

But what was the use of this?    

    

If he were to continue thinking about whose embrace his aunt would throw into when she was about to die, he must have eaten a carrot and been worrying about nothing.    

    

Goodbye, my dear aunt. Lee Nanfang was acting all high and mighty in his heart. As he shouted these words emotionally, a black ribbon flew down like a water dragon and wrapped around his right ankle.    

    

The ghost girl shook her arm and Lee Nanfang, who was already three to four meters away, fell into the grass under the tilted tree with a clatter, like a fish that had nothing to do and was trying to soothe its muscles.    

    

Lee Nanfang opened his eyes in a daze and said in shock, "Eh, it doesn't hurt too much even if you fall to your death."    

    

"You didn't die."    

    

The ghost girl raised her foot and caught the black Military Thorn in her hand. She looked at him and said indifferently, "I still don't want you to die."    

    

"Thanks, baby."    

    

Cold sweat broke out on Lee Nanfang's forehead. He smiled strongly: "You didn't let me die, it was to make me suffer more, right?"    

    

"If you dare to disrespect me again, I'll give it a try."    

    

The ghostly woman lowered her head and examined the black thorn in her hand.    

    

"Alright, then I'll give it a try."    

    

Lee Nanfang blinked his eyes, "Darling, how many men are you bitten to be so plump?"    

    

The ghost girl was still examining the Military Thorn, but raised her leg, the tip of her foot was like a hammer, heavily kicking the bottom of her ribs.    

    

Lee Nanfang rolled over due to her kick and bit down on the mud: "Pfft!" "Darling, take off your pants and let me see if it's beautiful."    

    

The ghost girl didn't move her feet this time but sighed and asked, "Lee Nanfang, why are you asking for trouble?"    

    

"To put it simply, it's a cheap act. Bitch, doesn't everyone like to seek trouble for themselves? "    

    

Lee Nanfang turned his head with difficulty and looked at her as he said lightly: "To be more complicated, I am too good at showing my face. The more others give me the worst blow, the more my reflexes increase. A martyr who would rather die than submit, is talking about people like me. "    

    

"I'm sorry."    

    

The ghost woman stared at him in silence for a moment before she suddenly apologized.    

    

Lee Nanfang was stunned.    

    

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.    

    

This extremely terrifying ghost girl actually apologized to him. Damn.    

    

"I won't torture you anymore."    

    

"Better."    

    

Lee Nanfang thought about it and said, "Then I won't scold you anymore."    

    

The ghost girl's tone turned cold again, "From now on, it's best not to be rude to women. Otherwise, you will die miserably. "    

    

Lee Nanfang sneered, "If a certain woman is a mad dog, after biting me, I would hug her and kiss her. Do you think you would bite well?"    

    

The ghost lady's long hair fluttered in the wind as she asked sinisterly, "You called me a mad dog."    

    

Lee Nanfang said tit for tat: "That's because you did something that only a mad dog would do!"    

    

The ghost girl no longer said anything and lowered her head.    

    

If Lee Nanfang was right, she wouldn't have pretended to be hit by his car a few nights ago and tortured him half to death. Would he have treated her like a mad dog?    

    

When the wind blew again, she said, "It was you who offended me first."    

    

Lee Nanfang was curious: "When? How come I didn't know? "    

    

"You'll know in the future."    

    

The ghost girl said indifferently, she waved the Military Thorn in her hand, and said disdainfully: "Is this the famous Residual Soul? "Right now, it seems that it's just a small matter."    

    

Lee Nanfang pursed his lips with blood on it, and said in a low voice: "I'm ashamed, I was the one who shamed it. However, I guarantee that if it were to be in the hands of its original owner, you would definitely die in a spectacular manner. "    

    

"Why the word spectacular?"    

    

"The appearance of seventeen or eighteen bloody holes appearing on anyone's body, when they shoot out blood, will be very spectacular."    

    

"Hehe, are you exaggerating its owner that much?"    

    

"He's never lost."    

    

"That's because he didn't meet us."    

    

"Unless you are not human."    

    

What Lee Nanfang meant was that if Xie Qingshang had the Military Thorn, there was no one that he couldn't kill.    

    

"In the future, I will have the opportunity to teach him a lesson."    

    

As the ghost girl spoke, she swung her right hand, and the Military Thorn turned into a black light, brushing against Lee Nanfang's left ankle. The reason I came to find you was to confirm that you are not that person. "    

    

"Fighting with a woman is the most boring thing to do. It's better to talk to a Japan star instead."    

    

Lee Nanfang continued to apologize, "I'm sorry, I swore again. Who do you think I am? "    

    

The ghost girl slowly bent her knees and squatted in front of him. She stretched out her right hand and gently tapped his chest with her five fingers as she drew circles. Her blue eyes that were no longer staring at him fixedly said, "There is a terrifying Evil Dragon hidden within that person's body."    

    

If it was in normal times and someone said this to Lee Nanfang, even if it was his most beloved mistress, his heart would still pound loudly.    

    

Why did the ghost girl have to use her ice-cold fingers to tap his chest and draw on it?    

    

He was testing his heartbeat!    

    

If Lee Nanfang's heartbeat had been slightly abnormal, he might have died here today.    

    

Lee Nanfang's heartbeat was very normal. It was still as calm and powerful as before, but it was also as calm as the water in an ancient well.    

    

But he himself was completely terrified. A voice boomed in his mind like thunder. How did she know that there's a Evil Dragon hiding in my body!?    

    

After his greatest secret was revealed, his heartbeat did not show any signs of abnormal reactions. It was all because of the Black Dragon in his body suppressing him with all its might, not allowing him to reveal the slightest bit of weakness.    

    

Even his pupils didn't have the slightest reaction.    

    

That was why he frowned slightly, looking incredulous. "What? Are you serious? Only after reading too many fantasy novels would one think that there is a black dragon hidden in the human body. "    

    

"You really aren't that person."    

    

The ghost girl released her hand and muttered to herself, "Strange, then what does he mean by drawing a black dragon head on the letter?"    

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"Who is it?"    

    

Lee Nanfang was very curious about the baby's appearance.    

    

"It has nothing to do with you."    

    

The woman lifted his left foot and pushed with her palm. With a soft crack, the joint was reset.    

    

Lee Nanfang complained, "Can't it be lighter? When I reset a person, it is always first to speak, to distract others' attention, then to move -- Oh my god, it hurts! I'm sorry, I'm swearing again. "    

    

The ghost lady ignored him, putting down his right foot and stood up. "Put your right arm on."