Strongest Guard

The life of black and white inverted for half a month disrupted Li Nanfang's biological clock. He was energetic as soon as the darkness was wiped out. During the day, he yawned and shed tears. Every time he went to the hotel to sleep, he could see the contempt in the eyes of the little customer service girl. look,

These originally innocent and ignorant little girls, after working on the front desk customer service, which is a hopeless profession, they have lost their pockets, but their observant eyes have become much more venomous. You can see from the lipstick on Li Nanfang’s neck and the rouge smell all over his body. He is a professional at nightclub.

In fact, Li Nanfang didn't want to do this either. He wanted to take a comfortable hot bath in the clubhouse, put on dry clothes, and come back to the hotel again.

But now he dare not take a bath there anymore. Every time he takes a bath, the princesses who always love to take advantage will break in shamelessly, rubbing his back with the reputation.

Just rub your back, why don't you eat that stuff without permission?

Hurry up, Brother Shen is now so expensive that he even wants to eat it-how can he cheap these enthusiasts?

And these princesses, compared to the gods who are willing to spend a lot of money, do not have a good mouth job. They have lost their face for three consecutive days. I am really afraid of them. Only after finishing work, they immediately drive and flash people.

Li Nanfang knows very well that he has now become obsessed with this kind of obscene life, which is very dangerous.

If this continues, he will completely fall into it if he can't wait for Yue Zitong to come.

This was not what he wanted, even though his functions in that area were recovering rapidly, including the changes in that part, at least twice as large as before being bitten by ten thousand snakes.

He wants to do a career and become a successful person, so that his wife will be pleased.

The Southern Group was the starting point for his career, and it was very successful. When Zhou Gong called last night, he was so excited that he was speechless. He almost exhausted his black silk technology and finally succeeded!

The success of the black silk technology means that the next batch production of distinctive stockings will allow the beauty-conscious ladies all over the world to feel the happiness of gentle touch like a lover's hand.

Professional is the most refined.

When Nanfang Group was established, Li Nanfang laid down a strategic development plan for the company, specializing in women's stockings, and men all stepped aside.

Li Nanfang was also very happy, almost indulging himself, and spending a whole day with some clubhouse princesses Hu Tianhu was a celebration.

Ignoring the despised gaze of the little customer service girls, they pretended to be serious, really thinking that Brother Shen hadn't heard them talking about the best blue dragon in a whisper, vowing that when they had enough money, he would go to the club to open his eyes and whisper?

Li Nanfang decided to go to the Southern Group in the afternoon after a full rest. He would not go to work at the clubhouse for the time being. He would take Lao Wang and the others to find a good hotel, have a drink, and give them appropriate bonuses to make them more grateful. Desperately followed Mr. Li.

Where are you going, and you are not coming to Qingshan City, who makes those customer service girls look down on Laozi?

With this very revengeful thought, Li Nanfang, wrapped in a bath towel, threw himself on the bed and fell asleep.

In the early morning, there was still a red sky in the east, and somehow it was overcast. With the increasing northwest wind, large swaths of dark clouds rushed towards Qingshan City.

The folk saying goes that the rain from the northwest is not good.

Because the heavy rain is still second, the key is that there will be strong winds, and this season, when the corn is growing vigorously, after a violent wind passes, the corpses will be "busted all over the wild", causing difficulty in harvesting and reducing production.

The sky is getting darker and the wind is violent. In the northwestern sky, from time to time, there are lightning bolts of golden snakes, which smashed from the clouds, accompanied by thunderous thunder.

The violent lightning progressed more and more, and the dark clouds became thicker and thicker. When a deafening thunder blasted from the sky above the green hills, the big raindrops of soybeans crackled down.

Huh!

After a dazzling lightning, the sound of thunder that almost shattered the whole world caused the window glass to tremble with sudden noises. Li Nanfang, who was sleeping, was also awakened and looked out the window.

He saw a dragon.

The black dragon, with its teeth and claws, got out of the clouds, and then turned back, like a sharp knife cutting the tofu, stirring up the clouds.

Let Li Nanfang see a man, wearing a black dragon robe embroidered with gold, a jade belt around his waist, and a crown of heaven on his head, standing proudly among the clouds with the support of several beauties in palace costumes, smiling silently at Li Nanfang .

After Li Nanfang met his gaze, he felt as if he was stabbed by the arc of electric welding. He hurriedly moved away, his heart pounding.

He had seen this man, in his dream after being bitten by ten thousand snakes under the eight hundred startled manger, he was a king.

Li Nanfang remembered that weird dream very clearly. In the dream, he was a paper man. Together with the old scalper, he was placed in front of a simple coffin, waiting to be burned by the mourners and escorting the dead.

According to folk customs, he absorbed the souls of six women. Although their bodies were burned, they left the souls intact. After ascending to heaven with the old scalpers, he saw the king.

The king was angry that he was talking to the old scalper, transformed into a black dragon, and roared into his mouth----then he woke up and returned to reality.

But, in reality, how can you see the king again?

Li Nanfang was lying on the bed, the atmosphere didn't dare to gasp, only his eyes turned slowly.

I don't know why, Li Nanfang actually saw himself!

He who was lying on the bed was no longer him, but a white paper man.

He is no longer a paper man made of bamboo sticks as bones, but a paper man covered with white paper and varnished with a white bone that has been bitten by ten thousand snakes.

His face was still strangely pale, with a cherry mouth, two black spots were his nose, and a pair of hollow eyes, which looked extraordinarily large, with dark and deep pupils, slowly turning, seeing a warrior in blood armor. Holding an axe in front of the emperor, he lined up, holding an old scalper in his hand.

The old scalper was crying, mooing, full of whip marks, showing the bones of bamboo sticks.

On its back is a paper man with a black iron chain tied to its neck.

Li Nanfang didn't understand, how could a light and flirty paper man bear such a heavy iron chain?

How come the paper man is crying like an old scalper, begging the king for mercy?

"Go away!"

The king acted rudely, pushing away the concubines who were supporting him, and leaping forward in front of the old scalper, reaching out his hand to pinch the paper man’s neck, and roaring: "Spit it out for me, spit it out for me!"

Li Nanfang saw that only the paper man with a small cherry mouth was pinched by the king and opened his mouth, sticking out his tongue-what made him frightened was that he himself felt that he had an invisible big hand. He pinched his neck tightly.

He couldn't breathe, he could only open his mouth like a paper man, stick out his tongue, and try his best to break that hand with both hands, but he couldn't shake it. When the Venus was rising in front of him, he saw the paper man lying on the bed, pinching his hands. It has its neck and opened its mouth.

How do things in dreams overlap with reality?

Li Nanfang wanted to figure this out very much, but no one would tell him that the concubine and the armored warrior who were watching were all gloating, holding their fists high, cheering for the king, strangling him, strangling him!

There was a concubine who untied the ribbon around her body and threw it over.

The king raised his hand to catch it, entangled it around the paper man's neck, stirring desperately, making the paper man spit out.

What did you spit out?

Li Nanfang, who felt that he was suffocated and dying at any time, had this thought in his mind blankly, the black dragon hidden in his Qihai Dantian suddenly roared and flew up, turning into a mouthful of black blood, and flew straight to him. throat.

"Spit it out to me!"

The king shouted again like a thunder, and when Li Nanfang opened his mouth to spit out the black blood, a white shadow rushed forward and hit the king heavily.

It was a woman dressed in white, with disheveled heads, shaped like a ghost, with white eyes, and her body was dirty, as if rolling through rotting mud, showing sharp teeth, hissing and screaming, biting at the king Throat: "Do you dare to kill my son!?"

Li Nanfang knew that woman.

It should be the mad woman who used crying to lead him to the eight hundred startled manger, and almost killed him with a snake kiss.

But how could she suddenly appear, threw down the king, and shouted those words again?

Who is her son?

Li Nanfang was at a loss and felt relieved. As the king was thrown down by the mad woman, he could breathe smoothly. The black blood that was about to be ejected also fell back and turned into a black dragon again. He let out a miserable howl and plunged into the sea of ​​anger.

"Kill her, kill her for me!"

The king who was thrown down by the woman slapped her face with a fist and roared.

Looking at the silly armored warriors, this is just like waking up from a dream, and they screamed and raised the axe in their hands, stabbing the mad woman fiercely.

A fire suddenly fell from the sky, engulfing the emperor, woman, concubine warrior and Li Nanfang.

"Help, help!"

Feeling that he was burning Li Nanfang at a fast speed, the old scalper suddenly rushed over in a sad roar—moo!

With a tumbling sound, Li Nanfang turned over from the bed and sat up. The fire in front of him disappeared in an instant, but the voice of the old scalper seemed to be reverberating in his ears.

The sun was shining outside the window, there were no dark clouds, no heavy rain, and no kings, crazy women.

It is still a dream.

Dream in a dream.

On the contrary, the white sheets were twisted into a strand by him somehow and wrapped around his own neck.

The cold sweat, which was bigger than a bean grain, rolled down from his forehead, his heavy breathing seemed to be a dying old cow panting, and his heartbeat was more like popping out of his throat.

The phone was ringing, and Wang Defa's name flashed continuously on it.

"Why doesn't Mr. Li answer the phone?"

Old Wang was so anxious that he raised his hand to wipe his sweat, opened the door and rushed out of the communication room.

Outside the door of the Southern Group, a few new security dogs, armed with clubs, were confronting a dozen gangsters, all of them were injured on their mouths and foreheads. These were left from the previous round of fighting.

The big sign on the left side of the door was also smashed to pieces by the opponent with iron.

There are a few dogs, the little brothers brought by Chen Dali, just because they got together on the street, few people in the Southern Group can look down on them, but no one thought that when the gangsters came to make trouble, they would die Blocked each other.

Buzz, buzz!

Along with the roar, a **** motorcycle galloped from the north, just like Li Nanfang drove under the old man Sun that day, with the viciousness of breaking everything.

It's just that Li Nanfang didn't hurt anyone that day, but the motorcycle slammed into the crowd amidst the screams of the thugs.

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