Strongest Guard

0The Sect Leader was suddenly angered. He was so scared that his knees went soft and he fell to his knees. He lowered his head and didn't even dare to breathe.    

    

Out of the corner of her eyes, she stared unwaveringly at the broken blade on the desk.    

    

If the gatekeeper picked up the broken knife, the almond's head, which was filled with loyal thoughts, would fly up with the blood.    

    

Broken blade.    

    

Looking at the cold light emanating from the broken blade, Xingzi couldn't believe that the Sect Leader was actually the wife of a "rich man" years ago. He was also one of those women with a special tradition.    

    

However, ever since the Sect Leader's rich and cultured husband had spoken so arrogantly, her fate had changed.    

    

To Xingzi, a newly promoted confidant, the change of fate for the Sect Leader was a complete secret.    

    

Even Gala, who was absolutely trusted by the Sect Leader, did not know about this.    

    

But after months of receiving a call from the person at the front door and learning that a man had dived into the sea, her whole person had changed again.    

    

As if she had gone mad, she released all the manpower she could muster to search for that man and the corpse of a young woman in the vast ocean.    

    

The business of making money daily and the Broken Knife Flow that were collected afterwards were no longer of concern to him.    

    

He was also addicted to alcohol.    

    

Almost every time he drank, he would get drunk.    

    

When she was drunk, she would tell stories from the past.    

    

Only now did Xingzi know that the reason why the Sect Leader went from the most traditional woman in the East China Sea to a local strong woman on the grey road was because she was brutally pushed down by the murderer Lee Nanfang the night her rich husband was hanged.    

    

Then, she fell in love with the culprit. No matter what, she would go to Huaxia to find Lee Nanfang, but in the end, she was kidnapped by villains.    

    

After that, Lee Nanfang, who had forgotten her had saved her, also accepted her and worked hard to make her the boss of Dong Yang.    

    

At the beginning, the Sect Leader thought she was a difficult person to take on.    

    

But when she was forced into a corner by her Broken Knife Flow teacher, she finally brandished her blade and cut off his head — from then on, she embarked on a road of no return.    

    

Shangdao Yinghua.    

    

This name had long since been listed as a top criminal within Interpol, with a bounty of up to a million dollars.    

    

It was precisely for her own safety that Shangdao Yinghua had relied on her great profits from drug trafficking to rebuild the Broken Knife Flow that had been destroyed by her, just to be responsible for her safety.    

    

This woman was a legend of the East Ocean.    

    

A few years ago, she was a woman who had always been submissive. Even after being bullied by men, she would only silently cry without the slightest resistance.    

    

But now, she had become a legend.    

    

In her heart, all she could think about was that man called Lee Nanfang.    

    

Shangdao Yinghua could do anything for him.    

    

Qi deviation.    

    

A few months ago, Lee Nanfang was taken in by a certain demon-level character. In order to awaken his humanity, Yue Zitong did not hesitate to commit suicide and fell into the ocean. He followed closely behind and there was no more news from then on.    

    

She frantically searched for Lee Nanfang's whereabouts, regardless of the cost.    

    

More than once, her voice told Xingzi and the others that Lee Nanfang wouldn't die.    

    

He would not die!    

    

However, Xingzi really didn't understand. Lee Nanfang had already fallen into the ocean for several months and he wasn't an immortal, so why wouldn't he die?    

    

But Shangdao Yinghua thought so.    

    

She no longer cared about the business, and no longer cared about the Broken Knife Flow s that were flourishing every day.    

    

She even fired the nanny who cooked for her.    

    

He only wanted to save money and hire people to search for Lee Nanfang's whereabouts.    

    

Other than Shangdao Yinghua, there was probably no one else who was so infatuated with a man to such an extent.    

    

However, her obsession not only caused her business to plummet, it also affected her own safety.    

    

As she put all her effort into finding people and no longer paid attention to business, some forces that had long coveted this market began to rise quietly.    

    

The person with the greatest power was Tian Zhong's name.    

    

Tian Zhong's IQ and martial prowess were both astonishing. In just a few years, he was second only to Shangdao Yinghua.    

    

Why did she exist?    

    

And why would he want to survive after "not doing proper work"?    

    

Since she did exist, and everyone believed her to be Tian Zhong, why didn't he design a way to eradicate her?    

    

Tonight, after Xingzi obtained the information about the body of a man in the 72 seas, she suspected that this was a plot by Tian Zong to lure Shangdao Yinghua there and plot against her.    

    

She was Shangdao Yinghua's secretary and also her direct disciple, Xingzi. She wanted to hide this information, but she was afraid that if she found out, she would …    

    

After some difficult consideration, Xingzi decided to report to her.    

    

She just didn't expect that Shangdao Yinghua's reaction would be so huge.    

    

When she suddenly turned around and harshly snapped at him, Xingzi felt an overwhelming killing intent gushing towards her like stormy waves.    

    

Fortunately, just as Apricot was staring at the terrifying broken blade from the corner of her eyes, with cold sweat dripping down her forehead, Shangdao Yinghua spoke again.    

    

As she spoke again, the killing intent in the room quickly disappeared. "He won't die. Remember, before I die, he won't die, no matter what kind of fatal blow he takes. You will never know what kind of terrifying existence he is. "    

    

Terrifying?    

    

Is this the root cause of your obsession with him?    

    

While Xingzi was thinking this in her heart, Shangdao Yinghua had already left the room with quick steps. "Come, let's go to Sea Area 72."    

    

Xingzi quickly stood up and chased after him, "Sovereign, should we inform Gala first and then go there? "I suspect that this was a trap set up by Tanaka against you."    

    

Shangdao Yinghua asked without turning her head, "Where is Gala?"    

    

Xingzi replied truthfully, "I don't know. He's been out for thirteen days and he hasn't come back. "    

    

"Then we won't be able to wait."    

    

Although Shangdao Yinghua was anxious to go to Sea Area 72, she was not so stupid as to risk her life after Xingzi reminded her.    

    

After a moment's hesitation, she turned around and said, "Bring the — the knife."    

    

Knife.    

    

Broken blade.    

    

The cold light of the blade was like the moonlight that was about to fade in the sky, coldly shining on the coast of Sea Area # 72.    

    

Just before dawn, when it was the darkest time of the day, a small, mottled fishing boat slowly approached the shore with a whistle.    

    

The owner of the boat, who was in his forties, had a cool name.    

    

Brother Sanpu and.    

    

Decades ago, there was also the most popular male movie star, also known as that.    

    

The owner of the boat, who was burdened with a heavy debt, had nothing to do with the word "cool" at all.    

    

If he was to become the slovenly spokesperson, he should still be very competent.    

    

If you hadn't gone to the casino Tian Zhong opened a few years ago, you wouldn't have been reduced from a wealthy man to a wife running away with someone, leaving behind only him and his daughter. With their old reputation, they would have bought this wretched boat that should have been eliminated long ago, and gone into the sea to fish.    

    

Every impoverished man drank heavily …    

    

Who else but his virtuous daughter would go fishing with him?    

    

Miura Qingying was his daughter, barely twenty years old.    

    

Miura Qingying was just like her name. Her delicate body was light, her beautiful eyes were light, and her soft smile made those atoms linger on in her mind.    

    

His daughter was the lifeblood of San Pu You, whoever dared to harm her and take her away from him, he would pull the grenade hanging on his waist and die with them!    

    

It was a waste for this beautiful girl to go out to sea with a good-for-nothing father.    

    

However, Miura Qingying had never complained. She would only take good care of her father.    

    

She knew very well that she was the last, and only, hope for her father to be able to pull himself together.    

    

Hope is slim, ah …    

    

He couldn't even find a helper that could help him fish in the sea. Just the father and daughter pair alone would be extremely tiring. One could imagine how tiring it would be.    

    

Fortunately, two months ago, when she returned from the sea to bring the fish to the market, Miura Qingying saw a beggar.    

    

He was very young, his clothes were tattered, his beard was unshaven, his face was haggard, even the dogs were unwilling to deal with him …    

    

However, when they occasionally glanced at each other, they discovered that his eyes were very bright.    

    

Just like that, it was not an eye that a normal person should have.    

    

Although the beggar's eyes were bright, they brimmed with regret and self-blame. However, most of them were filled with despair.    

    

However, when Miura Qingying was stunned and looked at the beggar's eyes again, her eyes became wooden again.    

    

The beggar was a mute.    

    

At the very least, Miura Qingying hadn't heard a word of him for the past two months.    

    

The young beggar had hands and feet, but he did not go to work. No one looked up to him, and no one gave him a bite to eat.    

    

The beggars never seemed to ask for money, nor would they kneel down and beg for money like the other beggars. If they didn't have money, they could just swipe their cards or WeChat …    

    

He was standing at the entrance of the market. He didn't have any rice or bowls under his feet. He drew a circle on the ground and wrote a few words, "I don't have money to eat."    

    

It would be weird if he was pitied by such a way of begging.    

    

Miura Qingying, on the other hand, was tempted after exchanging a glance with him. She slowly walked over, asking if she wanted to follow her.    

    

The girl sincerely told him that she was just a little fisherman. She and her father depended on each other for their lives, and both of them owed a lot to the other.    

    

If he could go with her, they could go fishing together.    

    

However, there was no money to pay before the debt was paid off, so he was able to take care of his food.    

    

The beggar looked at her, then looked at the bag of food in her left hand. After hesitating for a long time, he slowly nodded his head.    

    

Just like that, Miura Qingying brought the beggar back to the boat.    

    

Sanpu You, who was drinking on the boat, saw that his daughter actually brought back a young beggar, and was immediately enraged. He raised his hand and smashed the wine bottle towards her, cursing her to scram.    

    

The wine bottle on the beggar's forehead exploded with a loud bang, and fresh blood flowed out.    

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However, the beggar didn't seem to feel anything, he just stood there dumbly and stared at Shixiong Sanpu.    

    

Shifu Sanpu was a little scared -- push him hard and tell him to get lost.    

    

The beggar did not move.    

    

Brother Sanpu picked up his harpoon, but the beggar only looked at him without any fear.    

    

Brother Sanpu had lost his temper, and his daughter had pleaded with him. He had finally agreed to let the beggar stay, but had honestly said that he would use him as an animal.    

    

First of all, the beggar had to lift the iron anchor, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, out of the seawater.    

    

The beggar didn't use the pulley, instead, he lifted the iron chain with both hands and used his bare hands to pull it out.    

    

wormwood    

    

Sanpu was thoroughly frightened, but he hoped that the beggar would help him with his work. After all, it was too tiring to fish at sea, so he and his daughter found it hard to play.    

    

To Sanpu's pleasant surprise, other than the beggar who didn't know how to talk, he would only sit on the bow of the ship when he had nothing to do, staring blankly at the sea.    

    

Furthermore, although the beggar was better at eating than pigs, he was definitely a good worker. He did not complain at all nor had any bad intentions.    

    

The beggar was someone the Sea God had sent to help San Pu.    

    

"Mute, Falling Iron Anchor!"    

    

With a loud roar from Sanpu, the mute immediately stood up, picked up the heavy anchor and threw it into the sea.    

    

"Dad, you call him Mute again. His name was the Azure Sea Meteor. Remember, this is the name I gave you.    

    

Miura Qingying came out from the cabin, complained to Sanpu and Youhe coquettishly, came to the mute's side, raised the towel with the hand, and said softly, "Come, Meteor, I will wipe your face for you."    

    

Faced with her light concern, the mute acted as if he didn't hear her, not even glancing at her. He quickly walked to the side, sat down cross-legged again, and stared blankly at the seawater.    

    

Just like a statue.