394: C394 I Don't Care

C394 I Don't Care

Lee Nanfang had always respected women.

There was only one prerequisite, and that was that a woman had to be like her mistress.

In his heart, only a woman like his wife was a real woman, with a heart of damnation, how much she had contributed to society, what great things she had done herself, and so on, all secondary.

The key point was that a woman like her would always know what was most important.

Family.

Only the woman who valued her family the most was respected by men.

To value one's family was to value one's husband.

A real woman, no matter what her identity was, as long as she was at home, would let a man taste the gentleness and sweetness of her woman, then give rise to the idea of a lowly wife.

When a man conquers the world, a woman only needs to conquer a man. There is no need to think that she is amazing, to do something that a woman shouldn't do, to show how amazing she is.

However, there were many women in this world with such ambitions.

Open your eyes wide and see, it is ambition ah, not female ambition!

This meant that all those ambitions should be accomplished by men. Women who squat down and pee in their pants would run out at night and pretend to be heroes.

Women these days, on the one hand, the world is clamoring for equality between men and women, on the other hand, they are trying to promote the primacy of women — what kind of equality between men and women is this?

They were just a bunch of dreamers who wished to return to their matriarchal society and try to control the power of speech.

According to the book, Lee Nanfang really hated these women who were unreliable and also had a score.

Just like the person in front of him, shouldn't he wash himself clean at home, put on the black homesick Nanfang's stockings, and kneel on the bed while winking at the man?

Oh, this is all my fault. Nanfang's stockings are not even on the market yet.

It could also be that this woman was a grudge that no one wanted. She had only joined a mysterious organization after despairing of her life, and had then come running out to make a big wolf out of it.

Lee Nanfang muttered as he walked to within three meters of the woman and stopped.

At this moment, the mountain breeze became even stronger, blowing a tree by the cliff and shaking it. It seemed that the tree was very afraid and wanted to flee as fast as possible.

The starlight in the sky dimmed quite a bit.

An indescribable feeling of heaviness slowly came from all directions under the cover of the dark night. After Lee Nanfang clearly felt it, his whole body slowly tensed up and he was no longer willing to talk.

The woman lowered her head and spoke in a sinister tone, "Why are you not saying anything?"

"Eight hundred dollars an hour. As long as you are willing to pay, I can say until daybreak."

Lee Nanfang laughed coyly as his pupils suddenly shrunk. He quickly took a step back and cried out, "It, it's you!"

Once there was a ghost woman who crashed into his car when Lee Nanfang was driving back to his aunt's house, and then went on a rampage against him. Lee Nanfang, who had always thought of himself as very powerful and extraordinary, felt a strong sense of fear for the second time ever after encountering his aunt's family.

Tonight was the third!

Until now, he still couldn't understand why the black dragon was so afraid of this woman. It was so afraid that it didn't dare to show its head. It could only curl up in the deepest part of his aura sea, shivering and wailing.

Without the Black Dragon's cooperation, Lee Nanfang's martial prowess would be reduced by more than half.

After all, he was a patient of premature death. To be able to survive until now, the Black Dragon had done more than half the work. It was because of its demonic nature and his humanity that supported this body of premature death, allowing it to grow perfectly.

Actually, for everyone to hide such a Evil Dragon in their body, that was an impulse.

Impulse, was the devil.

However, the devil in Lee Nanfang's body was clearly perceived by him, and it continuously urged human nature to fight with it.

Human nature is gentle, only suitable to enjoy the current prosperity, for a better tomorrow, add bricks and tiles, hard lines their own value, spread positive energy.

Therefore, when Lee Nanfang needed to kill people and did bad things, it would become exceptionally excited, and then it would provide him with a strong martial power value. The two brothers would go and enjoy the happiness together.

In front of this damned woman, Lee Nanfang did not have a demonic personality, only a slightly weak humanity, so he could only let her play with him like he was a Stinky Sock.

"It's me, hur hur."

The woman smiled sinisterly and raised her head slowly.

The wind blew her long, cloud-like hair, revealing a pale face.

It's no longer the face with the bloody hole in its mouth. On the contrary, its features are still very straight, and its nose is very small, and its eyes are very large. Why the hell does it look more and more like a Hanged Ghost?

The hair on Lee Nanfang's back stood up as he felt the chill. Deep in his Qi Sea, the barren Evil Dragon began to tremble again as it whined in a low voice, urging Lee Nanfang to quickly turn around and run.

He used the fastest speed he could muster to flee!

"You are very afraid of me."

As Lee Nanfang slowly retreated, the ghost girl approached him step by step. Her pair of ghostly blue eyes locked onto him.

"Yes."

Lee Nanfang continued to retreat with a bitter voice. He staggered a bit and bumped into the tree that was swaying left and right.

He did not feel ashamed to admit that he was afraid of a woman.

On the other hand, those who said they were not afraid on the surface but were stubborn were the hypocritical villains that people looked down on the most.

Fear was the same as happiness. It was just a normal reaction among the seven emotions and six desires of a human being.

If he was happy, he would laugh. If he was scared, he would shudder. This was very normal. It was like drinking too much beer to pee.

However, fear did not mean that Lee Nanfang could change his principles or his stance.

"Are you regretting that you should not have interfered in this matter?"

Lee Nanfang couldn't retreat anymore, but the ghost girl still pressed closer step by step. When she arrived in front of him, her toes almost touched the tip of her feet. Only then did she stop. Her sinister and evil eyes became even more frightening.

Lee Nanfang really wanted to move his eyes away from her, but he couldn't. It was as if there was an invisible thread connecting the two people's eyeballs tightly.

"What did you say?"

Lee Nanfang could only lean his head back as far as possible to avoid the scorching breath of the ghost girl.

The ghost girl laughed silently and asked, "In front of me, you're still pretending to be stupid? Is it that interesting?"

"How boring." To play the fool is just a habit to me. "

After Lee Nanfang sincerely criticized himself, he was no longer afraid: "You are the companion of those three idiotic Death Killing? "It was out of my expectations."

No longer afraid, it did not mean that the Evil Dragon in his body was about to fly away. In fact, it was still curled up and wailing softly. Lee Nanfang's courage came from his relatively weak humanity.

Human nature may seem gentle and kind, but it has the stubbornness of a devil that never existed!

Demons, when faced with an invincible opponent, would only scream and flee.

However, human nature was different. Otherwise, in history, there would not be so many martyrs who would stand up in front of a butcher's knife, let alone leave behind such a great poem about who survived and who died in the ancient times to encourage justice and resolutely resist evil.

His humanity dared to muster up the courage, encouraging him to maintain his elegant smile in front of evil. As he chatted like a gentleman, the ghost girl suddenly raised her hand and heavily punched Lee Nanfang in the stomach.

"Ah... "Ugh!"

Lee Nanfang immediately cried out in pain. He hugged his stomach, lowered his head like a shrimp and bent down.

When he bent his head, the ghostly woman did not retreat nor did she dodge. Instead, she allowed his entire face to sink into the two straight crevices between her breasts.

The ghost lady coldly threatened, "When you talk to me, try speaking dirty words again."

Lee Nanfang took a deep breath with great difficulty. He looked up at her and said with a smile, "You two are so big. Do you get bitten by a man every day?"

Bang!

Another loud sound, the ghost girl suddenly lifted her right knee and heavily hit Lee Nanfang's chin.

Luckily, Lee Nanfang didn't bite his tongue and only spat out a mouthful of blood. He scolded: "Fuck, didn't I say anything bad to you? I'm just asking you for your milk -- "

Pow!

A resounding slap landed on Lee Nanfang's left cheek, causing him to spin on the spot and hug the tree. A golden star appeared in front of his eyes.

He was in despair.

He had clearly seen it when the ghostly woman had attacked him three times, and even though his cerebral cortex had issued the command to defend itself, he had still been humiliated and injured in succession.

This meant that the other party was much stronger than him.

When the Evil Dragon in his body became a coward, other than being taken care of like a Stinky Sock, any movement and counterattack became laughable and useless.

If that was the case, then why did he still make a move?

It would be better to save some energy and speak.

Sometimes, words can also be a sharp weapon. People say that drool can drown people, right?

Damn it, why don't you just drown in the water for your father!

Holding onto that tilted tree, Lee Nanfang raised his head and said: "You better kill me tonight, or else in the future, I'll screw you over sooner or later." No matter how ugly you are, no matter how — Oh, how nice! "Good boy, let me give you another try!"

Another heavy punch landed on Lee Nanfang's left side.

The ghost girl had some sense of propriety. She wouldn't break his bones, but she could let him 'enjoy' every shred of pain. It was dozens of times larger than before. Cold sweat covered his forehead, dripping down like soybeans.

In front of his eyes, illusions appeared. He was hugging the tilted tree tightly, suffering the ravages of violent winds and torrential rain on the mountain peak, and could fall into the abyss of over a hundred meters at any time.

But he didn't care.

He would only laugh out loud, "Baby, give laozi another try, this won't be fun … Uh, it won't hurt, it won't be fun. Push, push! You tell me to remember, I'll use a hundred times more when I have to graze about in the future — Uhh! Didn't you eat? "Is he old and decrepit?

"It's fine even if I'm old. I don't care, I really don't care!"

Lee Nanfang constantly spat out blood from his mouth. As the ghost girl punched and punched him again, his pupils started to show signs of expanding, but his wild laughter became louder and louder, even suppressing the mountain wind: "Ha, ha, ha!" I, I have a good idea, I can make you ignore your age! That is, if you take the soles of your shoes and pull your butt out, it will feel very plump! "

Kacha! Lee Nanfang's left ankle was dislocated by the ghost girl's kick.0

He was still cursing and unstoppable cursing. He gave all the dirty words Ye Xiaodao told him to the ghost girl, wrapping them all up.

His right ankle and both arms and shoulders were continuously dislocated by the ghostly woman's vicious methods.

He could not stand, but he did not tumble to the bottom of the cliff because the ghostly woman had grabbed his shoulder.

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