Chapter 1179: : Get off the horse

The two women dared to play with him like this, isn't it because they thought that Li Nanfang would be eaten up?
Since Li Nanfang was able to go to the Lu family for an appointment last night, he must come to the Yue family today.
Otherwise, be careful that the moths fly up in gangs, making them exhausted and unable to fight.
Go to bed in the morning until you wake up naturally?
sure.
Traffic jam on the road, come to eleven?
Row!
Even if you come to the hutong for another eight hours of staying, it's up to you.
Anyway, sooner or later you have to appear obediently in front of the great Yue Family Master.
The later, the less your confidence.
Even if you wave a taxi and leave directly, the entrance of Yuejia Hutong will be kept quietly, not even a ghost shadow.
I really thought that if I gave you an invitation, the Yue family would have to be like the Lu family. Three generations of ancestors stood at the door, waiting for you?
"Hehe, you are too naive."
I don't know why, Li Nanfang's ears rang his aunt's gloomy laugh.
This kind of strong hallucination made him hate himself extremely: "Why did you have to say that to reporters when you were in the Seven Star Club? At that time, seeing people with shocked faces made him feel sad. But at that time ----I didn't seem to realize that when he was in the limelight, he also tied a sleeve around his neck."
There is no doubt that the shamelessness of the video interviewed by the reporter by Boss Li has shocked the world.
Anyone who cares about this matter knows that he is going to live and die with Yue Zitong and Helan Xiaoxin.
If he turns his head and leaves now, not only will it attract Yue Zitong's moths, it will also make people in the circle think that he is a guy who talks like farting, and start to despise him.
Originally, Li Nanfang had an absolute advantage in front of Yue Zitong. How could it suddenly be like this?
It's all his fault.
Blame him for not being greedy even after marrying Mei Jiao Niang in the Seven Star Club, so he wanted to take Helan Xiaoxin and Yue Zitong in his bag.
Irrational behavior under impulse has created Li Nanfang's embarrassment now.
"Go, or go? This is really a difficult multiple-choice question. I have to think about it."
Li Nanfang murmured, but he walked into the alley involuntarily like an invisible chain tied around his neck.
In the past, when Mr. Yue was alive, Yuejia Hutong was not accessible to anyone who wanted to.
Relying on the value-added contribution made by Mr. Yue to China Construction, there were armed policemen standing guard at the entrance of Yuejia Hutong where he lived.
This is privilege!
But even the stupid person will not raise any objections to this.
On the second day after Yue Laoxian's death, the soldiers standing guard at the alley entrance had already been withdrawn.
Old Yue's successor, Yue Zitong, was far from qualified to let the state arrange for her armed police to stand guard.
There are armed police standing guard, the ancient emperors gifted courtiers, like the halberd at the gate of the mansion, like the gate of Qin Qiong's mansion in the Tang Dynasty, there are twelve euphorbias.
However, after Qin Qiong's death, these twelve euphorbias were not revoked, and his descendants used it for several generations before disappearing with the decline of the Tang Dynasty.
Of course, modern society will not be like the feudal society, where the armed police only stood guard for Mr. Yue.
After the death of Yue Laoxian, what kind of contribution has Yue Zitong made to the country?
The withdrawal of the armed police on guard has no bad effect on Yue Zitong.
Because she knew very well that with her prestige, she couldn't compare with her grandfather and grandfather Helan.
Anyway, as long as there are enough people to protect her safety.
When Li Nanfang walked into the hutong and turned left, the "nursing houses" responsible for protecting the safety of the Yue Patriarch were training in the open space in front of the gate.
There are almost a dozen people, all of them are sturdy guys, naked to the upper body, pieces of tendon flesh trembling from time to time, the horizontal stream of sweat glows with a golden luster under the sun.
These people are fighting, under the supervision of a young woman with short hair.
Six groups, twelve people.
The kung fu used by these great guys in fighting is not just like taekwondo, nor is it Muay Thai, which looks terribly lethal.
On the surface, they are no different from the villager.
There is no way to raise a leg or punch.
But big experts like Li Nanfang just need to take a glance to see that these people have real skills.
Real kung fu is kung fu to kill.
When killing people on the battlefield, do you still need to try to look good, whether you lift your foot or punch, like Taekwondo?
Wrong, it was just acting.
In other words, it is a living target that kicks the egg yolk into pieces as a kick.
Killing doesn't need any fancy at all, whether it's buttonholes or throat locks, chest attacks or yin-squeeze - absolutely nothing to do, with the goal of hitting hard and killing the opponent as soon as possible.
"Yeah, ha!"
Li Nanfang leaned on a tree and saw it with relish like a handsome guy. When he saw this place, a group of great guys in black shorts suddenly shouted, flew up, and kicked his opponent in the ribs. under.
The opponent let out a muffled snort, and flew out with a stabbing body, and his head hit a bowl of thick flowers.
With a loud crash, there was a rapid shower of petals.
The good guy jumped up like a okay guy, shook his neck nonchalantly, stared at his opponent fiercely, and slowly raised his right fist.
As long as you don’t die, fight to the end!
The young woman who was in charge of supervising their sparring nodded slightly, although her face was still calm.
It seems that her opponent's performance is fairly satisfactory.
More than a dozen living people, who are also burdened with the burden of protecting the Yue family, suddenly came a stranger Li, standing there with a cigarette dangling to show his daunting qualities, but no one looked at him.
Not only that, the ordinary-looking young woman also stopped the great guy whose head almost broke the flowers and trees. She continued to challenge her opponent, extended her right index finger, and lightly hooked the winner of the two.
The meaning is obvious: "Come here and let me teach you."
The winning guy, his face immediately became serious.
Not only did it not go over, but after taking a deep breath, he took two steps back.
The other five groups of good guys who were fighting against each other also stopped fighting at this time, and quickly ran to the west of the second door and lined up.
With their hands behind their backs, their two legs diverged at a twenty-five degree angle, showing their true soldiers.
To be honest, Li Nanfang is not too cold for their very professional standing posture.
Without him, this is the usual standing posture of the American soldiers who are too strong to bear on the earth.
Perhaps this stance is the one that best reflects the military's might and domineering.
Li Nanfang just looked unpleasant.
There is no reason.
Just as he disdains Yue Zitong's use of this method to give him offense.
How wonderful this group of great guys can play.
Compared to Li Nanfang, who had fought so many times, he was still too tender.
Including the young girl with short hair.
Li Nanfang once met this young woman in the corridor outside the intensive care unit of the General Hospital, and knew that she was Yue Zitong's bodyguard, trained by Jing Hongming himself.
This one must be a murderous expert.
No matter how much Li Nanfang dismissed her, he knew that the people trained by Jing Hongming were by no means simple people.
But he just disdains.
Don't ask why.
"Yeah!"
Just as Li Nanfang slowly spit out a circle of eyes, the bang guy suddenly yelled, like a mad bull who opened his hands and rushed straight towards the young woman.
There is no flower shelf leaping into the air, just like a bulldozer pushing it horizontally.
With a playful look in Li Nanfang's eyes, he finally became serious.
When his eyes changed a little, the standing still young woman suddenly backed away when the guy was about to pounce on her.
He didn't have the demeanor of flowing water and flowing water, but quickly retreated, and in the blink of an eye he retreated to Li Nanfang.
No matter how fast the young woman retreated, she couldn't rush to her great guy with all her strength.
"Roar!"
The bang guy roared again, and when his forward pounce speed suddenly increased, his right fist had already been raised, and he hit it hard.
The heel of the young woman's right foot spun on the spot, and her body leaned over, like a wooden stake blown down by a strong wind.
Wang Yang deserves to be one of the twelve golden hairpins trained by Jing Hongming himself. Whether it is experience value or force value, he can rank among the top 100 melee fighters in the world.
If you are currently on the life-and-death battlefield, and the good guy is an enemy again, when she suddenly stabs and crooks out, she can hit out with her right fist, and can break a few ribs of the enemy in one shot.
But this is not on the battlefield.
The great guy is not an enemy, so Wang Yang certainly wouldn't use that kind of killer move against him.
Even if he drew away, after letting the stick boy's fierce right fist emptied, he slammed hard at the front door of Li Nan who was watching the lively.
Yue Zitong's dismissal was a bit too much.
After Li Nanfang released the punch from the great guy, instead of recovering it, he accelerated the action again. It was clear.
He is a bit annoying.
Not only did the great guy hit with all his strength, even Wang Yang, who had flashed the punch in the diagonal thrust, suddenly pressed his hands on the ground, and his right foot quickly lifted back to face Li Nanfang's chin.
This trick has a famous name, it is called Scorpion's tail-wagging.
In the blink of an eye, Li Nanfang, who was originally watching the excitement, was attacked by Wang Yang and the great guy.
He cannot retreat.
He is leaning on a tree and playing a handsome guy who sells a smile.
If Yue Zitong and Helan Xiaoxin who planned this scene were present, they would definitely guess what would happen next.
Naturally, Li Nanfang quickly raised his hands, blocked the guy's fist with one hand, and dragged away Wang Yang's right foot with the other.
Both women firmly believed that it shouldn't be too simple to do this in an instant based on Li Nanfang's force value.
Just wait for him to make this move!
In that way, Wang Yang could join forces with Bang Bang to launch an "righteous" attack on him.
When necessary, the dozen or so great guys who have already taken a step forward will also swarm up.
The tiger can't stand a pack of wolves. No matter how great Li Nanfang is, he can beat these 13 people with his bare hands?
Even if he is not good enough, he will be embarrassed and lose face!
Aunty Yue's dismissal was not a joke.
Don't talk about it for Mao.
If Li Nanfang showed up at the gate of Yue's family with gifts of filial piety to the elders in her hand before eight o'clock, how could she arrange to dismiss her for the sake of her aunt and nephew?
It's just that it is obvious that both Yue Zitong have miscalculated.
They forgot what Li Nanfang's nickname was.
Scum.
The biggest characteristic of scum is that he likes to do things that other people don't expect, and doesn't like to do things that others think.
Therefore, facing the joint attack of Wang Yang and the good guy, Li Nanfang did not move like a dementia.
Almost at the same time, Wang Yang's right foot, and the right fist of the great guy, were hit Li Nanfang's face.
boom!
The muffled sound of combining two into one sounded a bit harsh.
Blood, like an arrow, spurted from Li Nanfang's nose.
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