1733: Pumpkin Head

Pumpkin Head

When Kou Hongzhen opened his mouth, he spit out a mouthful of blood along with several teeth.1

That guy's expression turned to that of horror when he saw the teeth that fell to the floor!

Teeth? His teeth fell out! Ah! His teeth fell out!!

Horror and shock overwhelmed Kou Hongzhen, and he looked up to glare at Qiao Mu.

Yet he saw that the latter sat down while holding Qi Xuanxuan's hand as if nothing had happened. She then cast a cold glance at the teetering Kou Hongzhen, who was surrounded by the Kou Clan's prodigals.

"You're not convinced?" Qiao Mu creased her brows. Her icy gaze swept across Kou Hongzhen's body, making him shudder uncontrollably.

How could Kou Hongzhen dare be unconvinced? He had already been beaten into this awful state. If he were to rebut her, wouldn't he just keep getting beaten? These lackeys around him seemed to be quite useful ordinarily. However, none of them were of use when it mattered most!

"We, we're leaving." Kou Hongzhen screeched with quivering lips. Before leaving, he even glared at the little fatty in wrath.

Yet Qiao Mu looked up at him with a meaningful glance.

This glance made Kou Hongzhen's heart tremble inexplicably. He felt like something bad was going to happen to him after this.

Kou Hongzhen hobbled away with his companions' assistance.

However, before he could make it far, one of the Kou Clan's lackeys started shouting in a shaking voice, "Y-Young Master, Young Master! Your? Your face?"

"Wh-What are you yelling for?" Kou Hongzhen was plotting in his mind how to egg on his old man to gather people to avenge this humiliation.

When he heard his lackey's shout at this time, he smacked the latter's head without room for objection.

However, this smack did not make this lackey shut up. Instead, it triggered many Kou Clan disciples to start yelling.

The person who was supporting him pulled his hands away as if throwing away something disgusting. He then quickly backed away with a foul-looking expression before finally stopping.

"What happened?" Kou Hongzhen only felt that something was wrong when he spoke. How come he felt like his voice had turned a bit muddled?

When he touched his face, he immediately became terrified.

His originally dashing face had swelled up like a fermenting mantou.

"Wuh-Whuy ish it likuh theesh?" Kou Hongzhen discovered that his speech had become slurred because of his deformed face.

This face had suddenly become so swollen and fat. This, this was simply… freakish.

"Wah!" Those people from the Kou Clan dispersed in terror and kept their distance from Young Sir Kou.

From the looks of it, this Young Sir Kou had gotten afflicted with some kind of weird poison. They didn't know if it would spread to their bodies.

At this time, who still dared to come help or come into contact with him?

All of them were extremely worried that Young Sir Kou's poison would spread to them.

Subsequently, none of them dared come close. They formed a semicircle around him a distance away and kept an eye on Kou Hongzhen, whose face had already swollen like a meat bun.

In these few short minutes, Kou Hongzhen's face had already left the limits of normal.

Not only had his face puffed up like a ball, the swelling on his face even squeezed his eyes into curved slits.

Looking at him from far away, this person's face was very disproportionate to his body.

It was like he had put a big pumpkin over his head, with everything beneath his neck all normal.

Young Sir Kou was both alarmed and scared, his slitty eyes filled with horror.

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