Chapter 759: The Art of Explosion
"Come here, escort these two guests out." As soon as Kong Xiyan finished speaking, someone came over and asked them to leave: "The Kong family officially cuts off all cooperation with these two families.
Spread the word that anyone who dares to cooperate with them will become an enemy of the Kong family."
"yes!"
"No, you can't do this! Miss! Miss!" The two people screamed as they were dragged out: "We want to see the head of the Kong family! We..."
"Whoa, you dare to teach the young master of the Kong family a lesson on behalf of the Kong family." Kong Xiyan glanced at the two people indifferently, then returned her gaze to the magazine she had been reading and walked away.
He didn't even give Kong Yizhuo a spare glance.
Kong Yizhuo, who stayed where he was, looked at Kong Xiyan's back, and for the first time, admiration and yearning for the hero appeared in his young eyes.
He was still very young at that time and didn't know how to express his thoughts, let alone how to deal with such excited emotions.
He just found the magazine that Kong Xiyan had been reading at the time.
The words there were all in English and he couldn't understand them.
He could only hold the magazine and ask Uncle Kong: "Dad! What's written on this? Read it to me! I want to hear it! I want to hear it!"
"You're so noisy! You scared my fish away." Uncle Kong looked at his noisy son helplessly. He took the magazine from his hand and glanced at the title on the cover: "The Art of Explosion, Switzerland... Fish! The fish is hooked!"
Uncle Kong didn't even finish reading the title when he noticed his fishing rod shaking. He quickly stuffed the magazine back into Kong Yizhuo's hands and suddenly picked up his own fishing rod: "Wow! Really powerful! It must be a big fish! Hehe!"
"The art of explosion?" Kong Yizhuo murmured these five words, and recalled Kong Xiyan's previous expression and eyes, and thought of his own feat when throwing firecrackers.
"Could it be that...my sister saw my 'art of explosion' and that's why..." Kong Yizhuo felt like he seemed to understand something that day.
Well, my sister admires him.
From then on, he began to go further and further on this path.
He doesn't care no matter who hits him or scolds him.
Because he knew that his sister would understand.
That is a secret that belongs only to them, and an art that belongs only to him!
Kong Yizhuo looked at Kong Xiyan's back, and it seemed as if he was back in his childhood. His sister was like that at that time.
She walked forward without looking back, taking every step firmly, as if there would never be anything worth her hesitation.
Yes, Kong Xiyan has always been that kind of person.
As long as she walks ahead unswervingly, the people of the Kong family are willing to follow her all the way.
That is the charm that belongs only to my sister, it is my sister's art.
"Hey, what are you looking at?" Zhong Yanyong saw Kong Yizhuo staring at Kong Xiyan's back in a daze, and stretched out his hand to wave in front of his eyes: "My sister has gone far away, can she rush back to beat you up? Are you so afraid of her?"
"What do you care?" Kong Yizhuo retracted his gaze and rolled his eyes at him, then turned and left: "You talk as if you're not afraid of her."
"Hiss..." Zhong Yanyong hesitated, remembering how Kong Xiyan had beaten him so hard that half of his butt was swollen and he was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to sit on the wooden chair for three days.
He turned around and saw Kong Yizhuo walking away, and quickly followed him: "Bomb Superman, where are you going?"
"Do you dare to go to a haunted house?" Kong Yizhuo raised the corners of his mouth mischievously.
He had known for a long time that this kid was afraid of ghosts.
"Who, who said I wouldn't dare? In broad daylight, how could there really be ghosts?" Zhong Yanyong looked up at the azure sky dotted with white clouds, and quickly followed Kong Yizhuo: "As for you, if you're scared, you should say it earlier!"
"Haha." Kong Yizhuo saw through it but didn't say anything, just walked straight forward.
Zhong Yanyong followed closely.
On the other side, Xiao Ye received the message while taking a break.
"Wayne was shot? Who did it? Xiyan?" Xiao Ye frowned.
That shouldn't be the case. Xiyan wouldn't do such a low-level thing.
"This matter is a bit complicated." Meng Xichao didn't know how to describe this matter.
I don’t know whether to say that Wayne is too unlucky or those two naughty kids are too lucky.
Anyway, that's what happened.
"Forget it, let's ignore this for now." The Master had more important things for Meng Xichao to do: "I'll have someone send you a location. Go over there. There's something very important there. Please help me get it out."
"Okay." Meng Xichao responded. He looked at his mobile phone and walked forward while comparing it with the map. Not long after, he arrived at his destination - the haunted house.
"Fuck..." Meng Xichao couldn't help but swear, and felt his calves cramping.
No, how could it be such a coincidence!
At the same time, Kong Yizhuo and Zhong Yanyong also walked into the haunted house.
"Actually, it's not that bad. It looks pretty normal, and it's not particularly dark..." Zhong Yanyong emboldened himself: "It's broad daylight, and the window is also bright. I'm Nancheng Zhongdadan!"
Just as Zhong Yanyong finished speaking, the sky outside the window suddenly became dark.
"Eh!" Zhong Yanyong panicked and suddenly hugged Kong Yizhuo's arm: "It's dark! It's dark!"
"That's not a window, it's a display screen." Kong Yizhuo glanced at Zhong Yanyong speechlessly: "With such little courage, you still dare to call yourself the boldest of Nancheng Zhong?"
"I..." Zhong Yanyong choked and was about to retort when he felt a light on his neck, as if something blew a breath into his collar.
With a whoosh, Zhong Yanyong jumped onto Kong Yizhuo's body, his two long legs crossed and wrapped around the upper edge of Kong Yizhuo's hips, his arms tightly hugged Kong Yizhuo's head, his mouth trembling as he stubbornly said: "I, I will protect you!"
"Get down!" Kong Yizhuo's vision was blocked, and he felt heavy and unable to move. He was speechless for a while: "If you weren't related to my sister by blood, I would definitely blow you up first!"
"Pah, pah, pah! What are you talking about? You can't say such unlucky words!" Zhong Yanyong jumped off Kong Yizhuo awkwardly and reached out to tug at his wrinkled clothes. "It's New Year's Day. If your dad hears this, he will definitely beat you up!"
"My dad? As long as I can fish, he doesn't care about me." Kong Yizhuo chuckled casually.
"I understand you. My dad doesn't really care about me. My two brothers are both very outstanding. My eldest is a business genius, my second is a national idol, my sister is a top student at Peking University, and my younger sister is an all-round genius. As for me... I'm neither high nor low, so it's normal that my parents don't bother with me." Zhong Yanyong chuckled and said, "But if you think about it, I can just win without doing anything in this life. I'm still quite happy."
"Are you showing off?" Kong Yizhuo raised his eyebrows.
"No way! Alas... the prejudice in people's hearts is as huge as a mountain!" Zhong Yanyong shook his head and sighed. Just as he was about to say something, he heard footsteps approaching. His face changed and he jumped on Kong Yizhuo again.
"Get down here!" Kong Yizhuo was about to throw Zhong Yanyong down when he heard a male voice.
"Haha, I didn't know you two had such a good relationship."
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