1551: C1551 There Are too Many Blind People

C1551 There Are too Many Blind People

Helan Xiaoxin was well aware that if she didn't immediately divert Yue Zitong's attention, what awaited her would be an incomparably terrifying torment.

Although Patriarch Yue wasn't as perverted as Yang Xiao, she was definitely more terrifying than anyone when she was ruthless enough to trample on human nature.

"We can ask Hua Yeshen for help!"

Sister Xin shouted this at the top of her lungs, causing Yue Zitong's sliding fingers to stop.

"Hua Yeshen?"

Patriarch Yue muttered to herself before grabbing onto Helan Xiaoxin's neck and walking outside.

Helan Xiaoxin was so scared that she was about to go crazy. She shouted, "Yue Zitong, you can kill me but you can't humiliate me. Just tell me what you want to do!"

"What is it? Go find Hua Yeshen. Didn't you say that? "

"Hmm? Really go, sigh, sigh. "

Without waiting for Sister Xin to react, she was forcefully pulled out the door by Yue Zitong, and got into the car heading towards General Department.

The night in Beijing was bustling, and so was the Han City.

As of now, our Boss Lee is a well-known figure in Han City. It can be said that even half of the credit goes to him for the commotion tonight in Han City.

Unfortunately, he did not give Jack a happy life, just sat in an unknown bar, alone at a round table, savoring the real wine.

Lee Nanfang was very particular about his life sometimes.

In the past, unless he had a mission, he would never go to a place with heavy metal music whenever he wanted to drink.

Because to drink alone is to seek a kind of inner peace.

Going to that place would only cause his eardrums to suffer and he wouldn't be able to calm down.

But today was different, he came to the bar with the most bustling Han City.

He did not come looking for her by himself, but rather, he came following the long, curvy legs of his tight short skirt.

At another round table five meters away, the way Lee Nanfang drank wine with his long butt and long legs was like two extremes compared to how he ate the wine.

Zoom in on the camera.

Of the two, one of them was drinking while the other silently watched. The quiet atmosphere that was created and the bustling bar environment had two extremes.

However, Lee Nanfang didn't care. He just wanted to quietly drink his wine and quietly enjoy it.

Boss Lee was very honest today. Since he said that he wouldn't have a one-night stand or affair, then he never had the slightest intention to go astray.

He was more than ten meters away from her when he had been following her.

There would be no trouble without contact.

Of course, there was another factor. Boss Lee wasn't sure if he would be surrounded by the beauty's mouth before he could even say anything.

She was indeed a beauty.

There was no need for a detailed watch on the body. Just a glance from Lee Nanfang was enough to make him unable to suppress the fire of a scum. It was definitely not something an ordinary woman could compare to.

The only pity was that Boss Lee still couldn't see the beauty's face.

This was because even when his opponent was drinking, his long black hair would sway back and forth, completely covering his entire face.

"She's clearly drunk to the point of being a complete mess, yet she still came here to buy alcohol. Looks like she must be a girl with a story. Hey, who is it that's so unsightly!"

Boss Lee was trying to guess the beauty's past for fun when someone suddenly appeared in front of him.

Filled with annoyance, he cursed out loud. He raised his head to see who it was that had disturbed his good mood in enjoying the beautiful scenery.

In the end, when he looked over, he saw two "artificial girls" standing there holding hands and giving him flirty glances.

What was an "artificial woman"? This involved a highly developed medical technology in the South Korea.

The practice of this technique is to compare a normal person's face with a photograph, using the techniques of cutting, filling, grinding, sewing and so on, so that it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

Simply put, the word "cosmetic surgery".

Perhaps the two women in front of him were using the same photo when they were paying volunteers for this medical technique. This resulted in the two of them having the same face despite their different height, skin color, and physique.

It is indeed a black technology which hinders the normal development of mankind, destroys the natural law of natural selection and affects the ecological environment.

While Boss Lee was silently cursing, the two women opposite him laughed like bells, "Handsome, let us sisters have a drink."

Ah, what a trite opening.

Drink, eat, eat, drink again, and finally come — that's what it is.

Boss Lee was very clear about Liu Ying's way of life in the bar. Otherwise, he would have let down the days when Boss Lee defiled himself in Seven Stars Club.

Logically speaking, Boss Lee should be rich now. It was only right for him to help his sister, who had fallen to the ends of the earth.

However, how could Ling Ying from Han City be considered a sister?

More importantly, Boss Lee would not be interested in such a woman tonight. He was the Prince Consort, so he had to continue observing the people's affairs.

More importantly, these two blind Liu Ying had affected his appreciation of his butt and legs.

Lee Nanfang laughed. It was an unreal laugh. "Alright, I'll treat you guys. Are you guys going to pay?"

Hearing this, the two fireflies, who were excitedly preparing to sit down, were stunned.

"What do we mean by paying?"

Since he couldn't tell which question came out of her mouth, Lee Nanfang didn't care. He casually waved his hands and said, "It means I don't have any money."

"There's something wrong!"

The two women finally understood what he meant. With a loud curse, they turned around, holding hands as they searched for other targets.

As the prince consort of South Korea, Boss Lee maintained the magnanimity and magnanimity which he should have towards his subjects. He didn't have any intention of punishing them for their rude remarks.

This was because he really did not have any money.

He didn't have a single cent on him, yet he still dared to come out and drink. If that wasn't an illness, then what was it?

However, the foolish mortals could not understand Boss Lee's rhythm.

When he came out today, he only wanted to drink.

If he got drunk, he would be like that long-legged man just now, and everywhere else would be messed up — well, that would be detrimental to his identity as Prince Consort.

Thus, after drinking the wine, he borrowed a phone to notify the Shen Family user. With the money for the liquor, the way home had become more respectable. It was like killing two birds with one stone.

This was the main reason why he dared to come out on his own.

The two pitiful fireflies were unable to see through the thoughts of those in a higher position.

Although Boss Lee could forgive them for being rude, he still couldn't help but complain about the quality of the people in South Korea: "Sigh, the people under your rule are so valiant, and the people are terrible. It's our fault."

He mumbled this sentence full of guilt and then put his eyes back on his long perky legs that were not far away.

Tsk tsk tsk, in the blink of an eye, another empty wine bottle appeared. Did this woman really want to drink him to death?

Come to think of it, what had happened to her — oh, oh, oh!

Boss Lee was about to get angry.

After sending away the two blind Liu Ying, they actually went to block his sight to admire the beautiful scenery.

If it wasn't for the fact that I have a lot of people, I would definitely teach them a lesson!

This time, he was obstructed by a large group of men and women who had just entered from the outside. They were just passing by in front of him, and no one had intentionally provoked him.

Therefore, Boss Lee forgave these people generously.

But when they entered the bar, before he could enjoy it again, he suddenly heard a word that had special meaning to him.

"Damn Ye Shen, we must resist him until the end!"

Amongst the newcomers, there was a loud shout, followed by a tsunami of "boycott" responses, making the already noisy bar even more chaotic.

Lee Nanfang was slightly surprised and turned his head to look. He saw a certain someone standing on a round stool, holding up a sign.

The card was a huge front photo of Boss Lee. He was quite handsome, but unfortunately, he had a big red cross drawn on his exquisite face with a red pen.

Lee Nanfang couldn't help but shrink his neck, then he stood up the collar he put down earlier.

During the day, when he was facing so many reporters, he had thought that they were just trying to scare him off.

He had never thought that what they had said would become a reality.

They were a group of fanatical fans who viewed Shen Yun as the perfect goddess in their hearts. They were the group who hated "Ye Shen" the most in the entire South Korea.

The reason they gathered together was to demonstrate their might at the Han City International Hotel.

Unfortunately, they were stopped a few kilometers away from where the Shen Family people were. After a long confrontation, the demonstrators finally gave up. Under the organizers' lead, they came to this bar to pour out their thoughts.

Coincidentally, it was heard by the main person present.

Although over a hundred ordinary people could not pose any threat to Boss Lee, it was just a whim. It was not a wise move to blow the matter up.

He did not want to see tomorrow's newspaper headlines saying: Prince Consort of the South Korea! Before his wedding, Prince Consort of the Duke of Zi was going to buy wine by himself and get beaten up by hundreds of demonstrators.

Lee Nanfang was scared to death. The demonstrators clamored for a few minutes before quietening down.

Everything returned to its normal rhythm. Boss Lee could finally continue admiring beauties with peace of mind.

In the past, empty wine bottles had already filled the round table in front of the beautiful woman.

She seemed to be cut off from the rest of the world, completely oblivious to what was happening around her.

That elegant act of lifting her head to pour the wine had also disappeared. Her entire head was placed on the table, and her hair was hanging down. She could only repeat the act of pouring wine into her mouth.2

Seeing this, Boss Lee could not bear to see it anymore.

He was really going to drink himself to death.

Although it is not suitable to have sex tonight, but the humanitarian spirit to save a few misplaced -- women, at least can.

Sigh, who asked me to be so merciful. As the prince consort of South Korea, I must be concerned about the hardships of the people.

I wish I could use my special charm to make her — well, I can't stand it!

This was already the third time someone blocked Boss Lee's line of sight. And when he let go of the resentment in his heart and prepared to save Boss Lee, would he be able to endure it?

If he could endure it, then the two hoodlums blocking his line of sight, who were shaking their heads and wagging their tails, would stare at his chest. They would absolutely not tolerate this!

Boss Lee was filled with a sense of justice.

He raised his head and drained his cup. His fists were clenched as he made all the preparations for the hero saving the beauty.

However, just as he stood up, the situation in front of him was completely out of his imagination.

It was unknown what the two yellow haired lackeys said, but in short, it was those kinds of words used to tease beauties. One of them even leaned his face over, wanting to get closer.

It was at this moment that the beauty suddenly raised her hand, and a butterfly knife spun in a dazzling manner.

Finally, the blade came to a halt, the blade directly touching the forehead of the person who was sticking out his face.

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