1620: C1620 No Matter How Skilled He Was He Was Still Afraid of the Sect Leader

C1620 No Matter How Skilled He Was He Was Still Afraid of the Sect Leader

"Conspiracy, this must be a conspiracy."

When Lee Nanfang was handcuffed, he shouted out those words from the bottom of his heart.

If it wasn't a conspiracy, how could that red-clothed girl who was almost scared to death just now suddenly disappear without a trace?

If it wasn't a conspiracy, how could the policemen have arrived so quickly?

Most importantly, all the police officers in Qingshan City had engraved his appearance as a young master into their hearts. It was impossible for him to be like this, handcuffed without saying a word.

Sitting in the police car and looking at the night scenery outside, Lee Nanfang couldn't figure out who had set such a boring trap for him.

The person who was most likely to screw over him was the adorable Aunt Yue.

However, even if Yue Zitong had Helan Xiaoxin to advise her on something, she would definitely not use her life to intentionally cause Lee Nanfang to die.

Who else could it be other than Yue Zitong?

Lee Nanfang thought hard for a long time, but still couldn't think of a reason. He just leaned on the backseat of the police car and waited for the people who tricked him to make a move.

If a normal person were to be released, he would definitely cry and say that he had been wrongly accused of murder in the name of justice and that he had been caught by the police.

But Lee Nanfang wouldn't.

Even if he did deliberately kill the little hoodlum, Bai Linger Officer Bai would not watch him go to jail.

Other than Bai Linger, there was also Yue Zitong.

If the women, who were waiting left and right for Lee Nanfang to appear, turned around and asked if he had been captured by the police, based on Patriarch Yue's temper, it would be weird if her Qingshan City Board did not overturn the sky.

It was the perfect time to let Yue Zitong cause a ruckus and let these police officers know that their brother wasn't someone to be trifled with.

What happened to the police?

The police don't ask a single question, do they handcuff a person the moment they come up?

Would the police secretly take advantage of them by joining hands with others to harm him, Lee Nanfang?

Boss Lee was a conscientious businessman who abided by the law. He had the right to let others have a headache when he was treated unfairly, so he slept peacefully.

With that in mind, Lee Nanfang laid in the middle of the back seat of the police car and closed his eyes to rest, waiting for Aunt Yue to come to the police station to pick her up.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, the drowsiness from his battle with the Black Dragon immediately swept over him. Not long after, he fell into a deep sleep, letting out a light and even snoring sound.

Unfortunately, Lee Nanfang was too careless.

If he didn't fall asleep peacefully, if he could look back, if he could play a rascal with Uncle Policeman, perhaps nothing would happen later.

The police car that had escorted him roared past.

Behind him, the ambulance that had arrived along with the police car was the one carrying the tall guy's corpse. It suddenly slowed down and stopped by the side of the road.

The back door of the ambulance opened, and under the happy escort of the paramedics, the tall hoodlum, whose head had turned half a circle and whose pulse had disappeared and whose body should have been cold, arrogantly jumped out of the car.

He stood by the side of the road with a smile. He didn't forget to wave to Lee Nanfang, who had taken an excuse to drive away in the police car.

This little hoodlum had died an unimaginable death, and lived so fresh and refined a life.

After the ambulance left, a few people walked out from a nearby alley. They were the red-clothed girl that Lee Nanfang had just saved as a hero.

The tall lackey quickly stopped smiling and quickly greeted her. He respectfully bowed to the lady in red, "Greetings, Sect Master."

Just by this question mark alone, the identity of the red-clothed girl was naturally revealed.

She was the Clan Master of Fructus, Shen Qingwu.

Shen Qingwu accepted Jinghong Ming's request to get Lee Nanfang out of sight for more than half a year.

Today, she finally found the right time to lead a hero who accidentally killed someone to save the beauty.

Looking in the direction of the police cars, Shen Qingwu disdainfully sneered and said, "How boring. I've prepared several backup plans and they're all thinking of giving up their virginity. In the end, Lee Nanfang was just a coward. Once the police arrive, they obediently surrender. "

[Not only did I cheat others, I don't think that I have done it well enough.]

Shen Qingwu was probably the only person in the world who had such a thought.

"Elder Tang, are you alright? Are you injured? Do you want me to give you a massage?"

Shen Qingwu suddenly changed the subject and asked the tall lackey this question.

The elated Fructus Elder was immediately frightened to the point that his face turned ashen. He quickly took a step back and replied: "Don't worry sect leader, this subordinate is fine."

While speaking, Elder Tang immediately took out a piece of chest protection Iron Plate s.

Before this operation against Lee Nanfang, Shen Qingwu had clearly said that there could be accidents after everything. Lee Nanfang was not easy to deal with. Elder Tang was in charge of rushing over to deal with that fella. He had to do his best to protect himself and even more so, prepare to die on the spot.

Therefore, Elder Tang added a piece of Iron Plate to his chest.

Looking at it now, there was a clear dent on the Iron Plate's foot mark. One could imagine how terrifying the strength of Lee Nanfang's kick was.

Luckily, his life was saved.

As for the head, he turned it 180 degrees.

That was Elder Tang's unique skill. If the conditions allowed, he could actually make his head perform 360 degree rotations.

If the Fructus was worn for more than a thousand years, then it definitely had a deep foundation of its own.

To be able to become the elder of a Mayor, he must definitely be an expert with an exclusive unique skill.

Unfortunately, no matter how high an expert was, they still had to listen to the orders of the Sect Master, and they didn't dare to have any presumptuous thoughts about helping him.

Asking the Sect Master to massage him as well, unless Elder Tang was a fool, he would nod his head and agree.

"Hmph, how boring. I'm going to have a beauty sleep. "I don't have time to care about the rest of the matters, just keep an eye on Yue Zitong. If there's any big accident, report to me anytime."

After saying this, Shen Qingwu swayed her beautiful body like a willow swaying willow, and left under the gaze of her henchmen.

Elder Tang finally let out a sigh of relief and immediately ordered some people to keep an eye on Yue Zitong's movements.

Then what was Yue Zitong doing now?

In the purple-gold lounge at the top floor of Jindi Club, Yue Zitong, Helan Xiaoxin, Min Rou and a bunch of other women waited silently, filled with excitement.

Patriarch Yue had already chased the hulks and newbies out of the room when the video was cut off.

Right now, she was looking forward to the scene of Lee Nanfang obediently running in front of him and shouting "Little Aunt will atone for her sins".

Just thinking about it made him happy.

I'm just happy, but I still have to think about how to solve a small problem.

That was how he was going to deal with the other four women in the room.

Lee Nanfang should have belonged to her alone, but now there were four women fighting with him for her husband.

When Nanfang's Metrological Union was established, Yue Zitong had shouted out the slogan "Alliance sincerely, sisters, and heart". Now that her goal had been achieved, she couldn't help but want to kick everyone else aside.

This sort of relationship was especially complicated. In front of love, it was not even worth mentioning.

Who said that someone with such a high status and status like Patriarch Yue couldn't go back on his word and be selfish for once?

Yue Zitong raised her head to look at her surroundings as she began to calculate in her mind.

Helan Xiaoxin is a woman that can be directly ignored. She wouldn't dare to compete with me for a man.

If it was Min Rou's words, then she was a good sister and could occasionally touch Lee Nanfang.

Bai Linger, and also a good girl who didn't let Scumbag Lee succeed, the best way to make Bai Linger give up on Lee Nanfang is by hook or by crook.

As for Chiang Morann, he would ignore her completely.

From the looks of it, Lee Nanfang is firmly grasped in my aunt's hand.

In contrast, Yue Zitong's mood was even more relaxed. With a slight cough, she began to educate Bai Linger.

After all, this cute Officer Bai was the only girl in the group who hadn't had any actual physical contact with Lee Nanfang.

However, she didn't even wait for Yue Zitong to speak.

A melodious ringtone broke the silence in the room.

Bai Linger looked at the others apologetically before picking up the phone.

No one cared about who would contact Bai Linger at this time.

But a moment later, Officer Bai's loud shout made everyone stand up in unison.

"What did you say? Lee Nanfang was directly taken away by one of Provincial Hall's colleagues after he killed someone?"

Bai Linger's voice echoed throughout the room.

Of the five women in the room, none of them believed their own ears.

However, even if he could not believe it, the truth had already happened. Lee Nanfang was not only taken away by Uncle Policeman. And the place he was currently brought to, was not because Yue Zitong had been there a few times, but was instead a higher level Dong Province.

Inside the Provincial Hall temporary detention room.

Uncle Policeman locked Lee Nanfang in a single room and left without saying anything.

Lee Nanfang was still as fearless as a dead pig, waiting for someone to rescue him. Thus, he laid down on the hard bed in the detention room and continued to catch up on his sleep.

However, there were people who didn't let him sleep in peace.

Not long after he laid down, the detention cells opened up again and Uncle Policeman pulled him into the interrogation room.

The table's bright light shone on his face, and on his back were the words "Be honest, be honest, be strict with your actions".

The ones who were in charge of the interrogation were two police aunties who had fat all over their faces.

"Name!"1

One of them asked with a cold expression.

Lee Nanfang opened his mouth and swallowed the curse words back into his stomach. He replied sullenly: "Lee Nanfang."

He had already determined that someone was deliberately framing him.

However, it had to be said that those who wanted to frame him had a certain level of understanding of his temper.

If he let go of these two serious Uncle Policeman, Lee Nanfang definitely wouldn't be willing to cooperate.

Or he could let two beautiful policewomen spend it on him. He would definitely wait for his little sister with peach blossom eyes to talk about life, but never talk about proper business.

It just so happened that the two aunts were here.

This made him feel that no matter how much he tried to be a scoundrel, the two middle-aged women in front of him would end up ruining him.

No matter how scum Lee Nanfang was, he would not do anything impolite to a female comrade who was obviously older than him.

It was a dual moral standard of respect for the elderly and for the young and for the women, and it was suppressing him.

After a series of questions about the age and occupation of the fixed process, the police aunt who was mainly in charge of interrogations finally brought the topic up to the main topic.

"Lee Nanfang, do you admit that you killed someone at the entrance of Flower Flood Road at 11.30 am last night?"

"I admit it, but I didn't do it on purpose. I saw two hooligans blocking the way to rob the Hero. He had accidentally used too much force. And you brought me here without a word, and I now very much suspect that someone is trying to frame me, and that your police are — eh? "

Lee Nanfang couldn't finish his words.

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