Strongest Guard/C20 The Black Ghost of Rejuvenation
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C20 The Black Ghost of Rejuvenation

"No, as long as you can remember these two points."

Yue Zitong's face darkened once again. "Don't let Min Rou down. She's a good girl."

Lee Nanfang asked, "Then, what if she failed me?"

Yue Zitong said coldly, "Then go to hell."

"Sure, deal."

Lee Nanfang didn't care about Yue Zitong's harsh words. He asked after a moment of thought, "Aunt, can I ask you something?"

"Speak."

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Agent."

Yue Zitong also thought about it, but still answered his question.

"Holy shit, he's that awesome?"

Lee Nanfang looked very surprised.

Yue Zitong didn't mind him swearing. She narrowed her eyes and smiled sinisterly. "Therefore, you'd better behave in front of me in the future. Otherwise, I might be unable to control myself and shoot you."

Lee Nanfang raised his hands, indicating his surrender.

Yue Zitong didn't want to see him anymore after she said what she wanted to say. She waved her hand as if shooing a fly, "You can leave now. Work, the chauffeur of the car class, my chauffeur. Tomorrow morning, I'll officially come to work at the company. "

Wang Defa was right. From this moment on, Lee Nanfang became an honorable chauffeur for the car crew.

She arranged for Mr. Scum to come and go with her.

"Alright, aunt, then I'll be going."

Lee Nanfang stood up and slightly bowed before turning around and walking to the door.

Perhaps it was because of his good behavior, but it caused Yue Zitong to have a little good impression of him. "Wait, do you have money on you right now? I don't have any extra toiletries at home. "

"I will see you tomorrow. It's just a stinky copper item. I won't trouble you to worry about it."

Lee Nanfang refused with a smile. After opening the door, he couldn't help but take a glance back.

He thought that the ease with which he treated money like dirt would cause Yue Zitong to be slightly surprised. Maybe she was staring at his back with a complicated expression in her eyes.

In the end, he didn't have that intention and only looked at him playfully, "What? Is there something else?"

Lee Nanfang, who felt very embarrassed, came up with a clumsy excuse: "I just want to ask, it's still early, where should I go to play?"

"Go wherever you wish to die."

Yue Zitong said lightly as she took a document and started working.

Actually, Lee Nanfang really wanted to ask if she sent those three masked killers to the bathroom yesterday.

However, she couldn't ask directly. Even if she asked, she wouldn't admit it. It would require Lee Nanfang to investigate slowly in the future.

Yue Zitong's identity as a secret service agent made Lee Nanfang realize something: No wonder the old man asked me to protect her. How could a secret service agent not have enemies?

Lee Nanfang was still puzzled. With Yue Zitong's obviously lacking IQ, how powerful could she offend? She even needed him to personally step in and protect her?

Just when Director Yue was talking about the scum of the Qingshan City, thousands of kilometers away, deep in the mountains, an old man with a long beard wearing a black robe slowly opened his eyes.

In front of the huge rock where he sat cross-legged, there was a man wearing a similar black robe. However, he wore a golden ghost face with fierce green teeth, and even in broad daylight, he still looked very sinister.

This was a woman, wearing a large black robe that couldn't cover up her slim body.

She had been standing here for a long time when the white-bearded old man had closed his eyes, but she had not said a word. It was as if she would continue standing like this until the old man opened his eyes to speak.

The old man looked at her for a moment and slowly said with a slightly hoarse voice, "Last night, I observed the sky. Twenty-four years ago, I came from hell, and the fiendish star that can regain its youth has officially entered society."

"Where is he now? What's his name?"

The black-clothed woman's voice was very pleasant to hear, carrying a seductive charm that made one's heart itch. It was so ice-cold that it made one's heart palpitate, as if two pieces of iron were rubbing against each other.

"I am unable to see through him, just like how I do not know his life, nor what level of hell he came from, nor where he will return to."

After the old man finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes again.

The woman in black did not ask any further questions and slightly bowed. When she turned around, the wind blew her long hair to the back of her ears, revealing skin that was whiter than the snow on the mountain.

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