Strongest Guard

There is not only a swimming pool on the roof of the building, but also many evergreen flowers and trees planted on the east and west sides.

The small rockery where the two are high, the gurgling water drips from the height, and falls in a small man-made pool of a few square meters in size. From time to time, there are silvery-white fishes that leapt out of the water dexterously, making a light thud.

The arrival of Li Nanfang alarmed a night bird in the green forest, flapping its wings and making a chirp sound, and disappeared into the distant lights in a flash.

When he walked to the rattan chair next to Hua Ye Shen, without waiting for an invitation, Li Nanfang sat down, took off his shoes, and put him on the white round table, in front of a few silver plates containing fruits and fine wine.

The northwest wind blows in early winter, and the taste of salted fish quickly permeates.

Only people like Li Nanfang who have no taste can make this kind of action in front of the best beauties like Hua Ye Shen.

He sniffed his nose with enjoyment. Li Nanfang raised his hand to take an apple, took a bite, and picked up a bottle of wine. After blowing two mouthfuls directly at the bottle, he sighed comfortably and murmured: "Oh, this is the real life."

Hua Ye Shen never spoke, just like he didn't smell the unpleasant salty fish, and ignored the existence of Li, but he held the wine glass in his left hand and stared into the distance blankly, letting his hair dance in the night breeze. .

"Talking to you, didn't you hear?"

The feeling of being ignored made Li Nanfang a little uncomfortable.

Hua Ye Shen continued to ignore him.

"Deaf? Or stupid?"

Li Nanfang spoke, raising his left foot and slowly leaning against Hua Yeshen's face.

One night a few years ago, Li Nanfang and Ye Xiaodao, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, drank a drink, then got drunk and went straight to the ground and fell asleep.

Ye Xiaodao woke up in the middle of the night. It was the stinky feet that Li Nanfang stretched to his face. He woke up. He vomited wildly as soon as he got up. Afterwards, he almost fought hard with him. This shows how the stench of the stinky feet was Kind of.

He once boasted triumphantly, saying that as long as he showed his feet, mosquitoes and flies would not dare to come close, it was absolutely the most advanced biological and chemical weapon, which would kill anyone.

Now, just such a powerful stinky foot slowly approached Hua Yeshen's face. The biochemical stench must have touched the woman's olfactory nerves.

Compared with men, women are more sensitive to this smell.

But Hua Ye Shen was still indifferent, her eyes staring straight ahead.

This made Li Nanfang feel very frustrated, and turned into anger from shame, and simply rubbed her toes against her little nose.

Hua Ye Shen still ---- not moving.

But Li Nanfang could see that the corner of her eyes was trembling lightly.

It seems that she is trying her best to endure Li Nanfang's rudeness.

The big boss of the dignified seven-star club can talk to the noble group's old lady Lin, and smash Lin Kangbai's right leg in front of so many people, as simple as slapping a fly.

Why should she endure Li Nanfang's rudeness?

Could it be that because she had sold me to Concubine Zhan, she felt ashamed to me, and expressed her deep apology by sniffing my stinky feet willingly?

Boss Li thought so innocently in his heart, and his toes picked her Qiong nose up slightly, he smiled as he was about to say something, and suddenly felt a cold light before him.

not good!

Li Nanfang screamed in his heart, and his left foot retracted at the fastest speed.

It's because he retracted fast enough, but his heel still stabbed, and there was a fresh **** breath that quickly filled the air.

With a soft sound, a sharp fruit knife stabbed the round table severely.

The tip of the knife pierces the solid wood round table, a full three centimeters.

Thanks to Li Nanfang shrinking his feet fast enough, otherwise Hua Ye Shen's knife should be able to wipe out most of his feet.

What should make Boss Li think about God's blessing is that Hua Ye Shen swung the knife in a serious illness.

Seeing that the right hand holding the handle of the knife, the crumbled veins, even the gray starlight could not hide, Li Nanfang knew that she was really killing her now.

Damn it, do you really play with Laozi?

Li Nanfang, who sensed something was wrong, opened his mouth just about to swear this sentence, put down the wine bottle and stood up to reason with her, but his right hand was raised in the air, and he did not dare to move.

It was because he suddenly discovered that if he put down the wine bottle or made any normal actions he wanted to do, Hua Ye Shen might take the opportunity to launch a fatal blow to him.

Therefore, he had only one motionlessness, the nerves of his whole body tense, and the corner of his eyes stared at that hand.

Hua Ye Shen did not move.

Suddenly, both of them became sculptures.

Fluttering, the night bird that was startled hovered around for a few times. After it couldn't find a safer habitat, it only flew back again and landed in the flowers and trees.

Sweat dripped slowly from Li Nanfang's forehead and dripped into his eyes. It was astringent and painful.

Just like his—heart.

After encountering the concubine exhibition, Li Nanfang knew the identity of the flower night god, not only the owner of the Seven Stars Club, but also a master hidden in the city. Like the concubine exhibition, he came from a mysterious genre or organization. .

But he really didn't expect Hua Ye Shen to have such a high skill.

Being seriously ill, she only swung a knife, let Li Nanfang appreciate her power, this is because she broke out with a strong murderous intent while swiping this knife.

The murderous thing is directly related to the level of the person's own skill and how many people have been destroyed.

In layman's terms, the higher a person's kung fu, the more people he kills, and the sharper the murderous intent she bursts out of murderous intent.

It is with murderous intent that Li Nanfang can determine that Hua Ye Shen is an extremely dangerous woman.

But he is not afraid.

No matter how bad Hua Ye Shen was, he was still in serious illness.

People who are seriously ill are like driving while drunk. No matter how superb their driving skills are, their reaction will be slow, and they will show up to 30% of their usual level.

There was cold sweat dripping down his forehead because he had to keep his right hand and left foot floating in the air at this time, but he had to remain motionless.

People are not puppets, and they can stand up for a lifetime after raising their arms.

Whoever is changed, whoever will be sweaty in a few minutes.

Hua Ye God is not tired.

She only needs to straighten her back and hold the fruit knife tightly, occupying the absolute advantage of waiting for work.

This advantage also made up for the shortcomings of her serious illness.

But Li Nanfang was sure that she would not support it for long.

If a person who is seriously ill can still maintain the perfect state when he is not ill, then the power of seeing the disease is too small.

So Li Nanfang only needs to wait.

Stay in a stalemate with her, killing her advantage a little bit until she is balanced, and finally she is completely at a disadvantage.

Just wait until Huaye God's declining trend appears, and it's time for Li Nanfang to break into trouble.

The reason why Hua Ye Shen, who currently has an absolute advantage, dare not attack without authorization, is because her body under severe illness is not enough to support her advantage and form a fatal blow through action.

So, she can only wait.

Reliable.

In the middle of my heart, I hope that Li Nanfang can't support it. Whether it is the right hand holding the wine bottle or the left foot that is vacantly raised, a slight movement will reveal the fatal flaw that she suddenly launched.

It is a pity that Li Nanfang, who has much more practical experience than her, has seen this a long time ago, and can still keep his whole body motionless when the sweat is almost fascinating.

Time, one minute and one second passed.

With a soft tick, a drop of crystal sweat dripped onto the table from Hua Ye Shen's wrist holding the knife.

Li Nanfang was soaked in sweat into his painful eyes, and a smile appeared.

A happy smile, but with a cold cruelty.

He didn't understand, he just played the woman in his original tone, in this way to show how close the two people are-she can get angry, scold him, slap him, and even throw up a wine glass to splash him It's not impossible to have a drink.

Why do you want to kill him?

Could it be that she forgot the reality that the two had been a couple for ten minutes in the Fengwu disco?

Is Li Nanfang still polite to such a ruthless and unrighteous woman?

If you can kill me, why can't I kill you?

Time seemed to freeze, this indescribable extreme depression made the fish in the small pool next to him feel uncomfortable, and couldn't help jumping out of the water with a light pop.

With this soft sound, Hua Yeshen's mouth was squeezed hard, and the veins on the back of his right hand disappeared.

Under the severe illness, her physical strength is really unable to support, she can face Li Nanfang life and death for a long time.

She must take a sigh of relief.

Just take a sigh of relief and rest even for one second, and she can regain the opportunity.

one second?

joke.

One second is indeed not a long time, but it is indeed quite critical for a master, life and death.

The corners of Hua Yeshen's lips pressed tightly, before she let go, she heard a loud bang.

This is the popping sound of the wine bottle after it hit the table.

The crackling sound still echoed in Hua Yeshen's ears, the stubble teeth were intertwined, and the extremely sharp and broken wine bottle had already pierced her throat.

She wanted to lean back and avoid the wine bottle.

It's just that as soon as she made this move, one hand already grabbed her back of the neck first, sealing her retreat.

She also wanted to pull out the fruit knife stabbed on the round table, pierce Li Nanfang's heart fiercely, and die with him.

But Li Nanfang's reaction was much faster than she thought.

Taking advantage of Hua Yeshen's lack of energy, when Li Nanfang leaped forward, he leaned forward, holding the wine bottle with his right hand and pinching her back neck with his left hand, but his chest was pressed against the handle of the knife.

I'm dead.

Ugh.

It's not bad to die just like that, to die in his hands.

It's just that I didn't expect that this kid's kung fu is so powerful, no wonder he was able to humiliate the Star God at the beginning.

However, how could he be so vulnerable when I used Yin and Yang ghost power to deal with him twice?

Oh, I see, he was pretending that.

Haha, Li Nanfang, you can even pretend to me when your life is at stake. What can I believe to be true?

The unreal world is really nothing worthy of my nostalgia,

After the opportunity to die with Li Nanfang was also lost, Hua Yeshen was calm in her heart, thinking about so much in her mind, she sighed quietly, closed her eyes, and waited for the sharp pain of the sharp blade piercing her throat.

In an instant, it will be over.

She believes that Li Nanfang should give her a joy in seeing the intimate relationship between the two of them.

Li Nanfang didn't give her any happiness.

The meaning of not letting her die happily does not mean that after reversing the trend, it is like a cat playing with a mouse, and raging her as much as possible. It may also be that the sharp glass stubble only touches her white and tender throat. On the skin, it stopped.

With a thud, Li Nanfang threw the wine bottle into the swimming pool, loosened her back neck, and when she sat back on the cane chair he was sitting on, he took a grape and filled it into his mouth.

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