Chapter 518: : Heroism, or else

When the 50-kilogram No. 1 was auctioned for 70%, Shangdao Sakura, accompanied by several female soldiers, came along.
She has changed into a white kimono and is now a black professional Prada skirt.
This is Helan Xiaoxin's clothes. This woman has been obsessed with this brand since she watched the "Prada Queen" movie.
The light gray professional dress, the stiletto high-heeled cherry blossoms on the island, the image is absolutely different from that time, the aura is a lot stronger, especially the walking pace, too brisk.
Immediately after she appeared, Helan Xiaoxin, posing as a female soldier, quickly stepped off the stage, held her arm, talked in a low voice, and brought her to the chair where Nobuto Sato once sat, and asked her to sit down. He looked at Li Nanfang again.
Li Nanfang knew, raised his hand and snapped his fingers at Gala.
Immediately, Gala gave a stern cry to the subordinates of Nobuto Sato, and pointed to the side of Ueshima Sakura.
This group of people finally got rid of death completely, hurriedly ran to the upper island Sakura, lined up in a row, all bends over, bowed and saluted, after the big watch was faithful, they stood behind the lady without any orders. , One by one, their chests and belly protruding, majestic looks.
This is the biggest difference between being supervised and unsupervised.
They were still bereaved dogs who were being swept away at any time, but in the blink of an eye they became the confidant of the woman in Southern District Li. Who would dare to have any dissatisfaction with the boss and the wife, the brothers can't kill them!
There is no need for Li Nanfang to ask anything specifically. Yu Xiantong and the others also know that the remaining 15 kilograms of No. 1 are all from Shangdao Sakura, so no one would be so stupid to bid with her again, full of envy and hatred, look. At the lowest price, she put the number one worth tens of millions of dollars in her bag.
At two o'clock in the morning, this year's trade conference ended successfully. Drug lords from all over the world bid farewell to each other in a friendly manner, and went with their goods, either satisfied or dissatisfied.
After waiting for another half an hour, the drug lords in the other three districts of the Golden Triangle also nodded to Li Nanfang. Surrounded by all of them, carrying a large box full of US dollars, they went back to each house and looked for each mother.
What made Li Nanfang feel unbearable was that the donation box filled with US dollars was still there.
Do these people treat banknotes as waste paper?
Just as Li Nanfang stared at the donation box and swallowed, Helan Xiaoxin leaned in his ear and whispered: "After we leave, the local officials will come and take the box away."
"Damn, so much money is just taken away for nothing?"
Li Nanfang was quite unwilling to take some banknotes in his armpit pocket.
Helan Xiaoxin smiled and explained:
They will transfer the money to charity accounts in more than a dozen countries around the world to settle the disabled veterans or their children’s support and other issues.

Li Nanfang was a little disbelief: "Are there any supervision agencies? They will not corrupt?"
"This kind of money, no one will be corrupt, otherwise it will be difficult to make progress in the future."
"It's really weird. Donations for drug manufacturing and drug trafficking go to the army that threatens them the most -"
Li Nanfang asked unwillingly: "I'll just take a few bundles and treat them as cigarette money, can't you?"
"How much do you want?"
Helan Xiaoxin raised his hand, pointed to the box carried by Gala and others, and said softly, "Is that enough?"
The drugs traded tonight, but the entire year's harvest in the Southern District, was auctioned for about 50 million U.S. dollars only on the 1st, plus ordinary goods, it is estimated that at least 130 million U.S. dollars.
Converted into domestic currency-grass, people who say that Li Nanfang is not tempted must be short of roots.
But Boss Li still knows very well that some money can be taken, but some money cannot be taken.
He can covet the donation in the donation box, but he won't sell a penny from drugs!
Dude, just like this, I think the money earned from drug trafficking is too dirty.
Despite his food and clothing in the Golden Triangle, Helan Xiaoxin hired celebrities for his Southern Group, and the money for advertising was taken out of this money, but ---- what about Li Nanfang?
He didn't know the origin of the money.
"Well, if I don't take it anymore, it won't work?"
Li Nanfang swallowed unwillingly, and quickly walked out of the venue with his hands on his back.
Helan Xiaoxin had arranged for Mrs. Butterfly a long time ago to properly arrange the staff of Nobuya Sato. She herself and a few female soldiers, accompanied by the cherry blossoms on the island, followed in the footsteps of Li Nanfang, got out of the venue and got in a car. Pickup.
On the way back to the hotel, Shangdao Sakura bowed her head and said nothing.
This woman, who is a hundred times weaker than Yue Zitong and her mother, still doesn't believe it. She has broken away from the clutches of Nobuya Sato and has become the drug boss who travels across the country in the drug industry in the island country.
Only after secretly glanced at the man smoking on the right from the corner of his eye, and after a heartbeat, would the ah, the feeling of dreaming became stronger and stronger.
After the car drove into the valley and stopped by the poppy field, Gala and several female soldiers left consciously.
"Let's go, what are you doing in a daze? Hehe, you think you are dreaming, right? Not dreaming, all of this is true. You found a man who made you think about it. From then on, you will do it obediently. A happy little lady."
The more restrained Sakura on the island, the more interested Helan Xiaoxin became in her. Taking advantage of the opportunity of helping her walk towards the bamboo building, he walked back and forth with his left hand on the woman's beautiful buttocks.
The Helan family's imminent crisis has not changed Helan Xiaoxin's impulse to possess an outstanding woman.
This point is somewhat similar to that of Nobuto Sato, who has just been turned into flower fertilizer.
But there is still a big difference. At least when Helan Xiaoxin likes a woman, he will never use that kind of perverted and outrageous means to seek unspeakable sourness.
Thinking of the female soldiers quietly reporting to him, Helan Xiaoxin felt that the death of Nobuya Sato was too easy. It is not an exaggeration for the kind of abnormal patients to be delayed and cramped.
Like the common props in the island elementary school movies, what kind of bundled nipples, clamps and sticks, as long as they are used well, they should be able to bring alternative sourness to women.
If Nobuyuki Sato imposes the props that are only needed in her boudoir on Ueshima Sakura, and she can barely forgive the behavior that she carries with her when she goes out and walks, then she upgrades these props brutally, then It's too much.
It's all made of iron, with barbs.
Especially the clip, which can almost pinch off a human finger.
Only then did the ghost know how Ueshima Sakura wore such "arms" to survive to this day.
The female soldier said, fortunately, these are skin wounds, which only cause unbearable pain, but will not hurt the muscles and bones. You only need to remove them, apply some potions, and take a good rest for three or two days. She is recovering as ever.
When the two women walked into the bamboo building, Li Nanfang had already taken a shower in the bathroom.
There are a lot of things happening today, and he needs cold water to make his mind clearer.
Kill Sato Nobuya and help Ueshima Sakura to take the seat of the island nation’s drug lord and become his own cash machine in the island nation—this is a trivial matter, not worth mentioning, but not too important.
After all, Mr. Li is a person who regards money as dung, especially the money earned from drug trafficking. Yes, whether he can spend it without spending it depends on whether he is in a good mood or not.
In good times, he would not spend that kind of stolen money.
When it's bad, he will feel even more uncomfortable if he doesn't spend the money severely.
This is a small matter.
What a trivial matter.
What really made Li Nanfang's head hurt was that he carried the scapegoat for Helan Xiaoxin.
During the shower, Li Nanfang kept pulling his hair and scolding himself for being a big head of garlic. With a few hands of dick, he actually wanted to make cannon fodder for the huge Helan family.
Because of that, he went to the eldest lady of Helan's family.
Alas, I blame the vixen. He was so pitiful when he begged Lao Tzu at the time, and he couldn't bear to refuse.
Heroism is really bad.
Who wants to die.
Helan Xiaoxin is indeed very tasteful. After helping her carry the scapegoat this time, she will be able to deal with Laozi in the future, but the problem is that it is worthwhile for me to resolutely abandon my career for her, and forget what my mother and others treated me. Deeply looking forward to the auntie who wants to give birth to me?
There is also the anger of Tenth Uncle Jing Hong and Lao Xie.
When I, I are really a jerk, why didn't I hold it back, ignoring her pleading, and turning around gorgeously?
Does Helan's family disappear in smoke? Is this important?
As long as I keep Helan Xiaoxin, everyone else will die, so what do I do?
How should I face someone who truly loves me?
How heartbroken they were when they learned that I became the rat crossing the street that everyone shouted and beaten?
Now buddy's photo stickers have appeared in the criminal library of Interpol, right?
In the future, how can I be happily strolling in the sun, breathing in the fresh air, taking Chen Dali and the others, to molest the little the street?
Ugh.
Ugh.
Ugh!
Before Li Nanfang sighed three times in succession, he heard a woman say quietly: "Don't pinch your legs. If you pinch it again, it will break. If you want to pinch, please pinch mine."
Li Nanfang rolled his eyes and didn't look back. He said irritably, "Go out, I want to be quiet."
Helan Xiaoxin didn't go out, so he wore that camouflage uniform, walked under the shower, hugged him from behind, pressed his cheeks on his back, and muttered in his nasal voice: "I, I don't want to go out. Me. I have to stay by your side for the rest of my life. You bang, don’t even want to rush away."
After the cold water was spilled on his neck, Helan Xiaoxin gave him a sharp shock, holding him tighter.
"What if I die?"
After feeling the true thoughts in her heart, it was indeed like what she said, Li Nanfang couldn't get away from her anymore.
"Then I will die with you."
Helan Xiaoxin's hands began to be dishonest: "Anyway, I will be by your side when I get to the underworld."
"Don't mess around, my body hasn't recovered yet."
Li Nanfang raised his hand and removed her hand.
Helan Xiaoxin didn't say a word, and the hand returned to its original place.
Li Nanfang stopped paying attention to her, raised his hand to cover his face and rubbed hard, and asked depressedly, "What should I do now?"
After he became a hero on impulse, he regretted his failure, and his heart was even more chaotic. He didn't know what to do next, so as not to affect the people he cared about.
As for accepting punishment, he didn't take it seriously.
Since childhood, has he received less punishment?
Are you still alive and kicking now, beautiful women around you like clouds?
What Li Nanfang really regrets was that when his head was hot, he didn't consider the feelings of the people around him and the impact on them.
What is certain is that at noon tomorrow at the latest, people from China's highest anti-drug department will appear in Qingshan City to thoroughly investigate everyone related to him.
His aunt and fiancee, Yue Zitong is the first to bear the brunt.
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