1707: C1707 Past and Present(part Iii)

C1707 Past and Present(part Iii)

If anyone was the happiest on the field, it wasn't Lee Yuanhao or Sima Gaang. As an onlooker, this was the happiest thing to happen. If Kong Guo'ang attacked and dealt with Nangong Duan and Zhao Qimin, then everyone would be happy.0

When he opened his mouth to breathe, he discovered that the air had become extremely viscous, as if something had confined him. Nangong Duan felt like he had a lump in his throat, and he even felt a chill down his spine.

He had cultivated the evil Blood Devil Art, and it wasn't easy for him to raise his strength to the level of the hidden strength. However, this kind of strength was the lowest among the Dark Jing warriors. Now, the momentum that Kong Guo'ang released was even higher than his.

To put it bluntly, it was the peak of Bright Strength, just one step away from the power of darkness. However, such a short distance actually caused his strength to stagnate.

Even someone with this kind of strength couldn't bear the weight, let alone Zhao Qimin who was just an ordinary practitioner. Under Kong Guo'ang's imposing manner, there was a tendency of him tottering and falling down.

"Patriarch Zhao, you should consider my suggestion just now. There's no need to answer so quickly."

The aura generated by the hidden strength shot towards Zhao Qimin like a needle: "Follow our Kong Family, and it will bring you hundreds of benefits without any harm."

"Those with the same surname Kong, our Zhao Family will definitely not submit to your Kong Family."

At this time, Zhao Rongrong interrupted and scolded: "Dream on if you want our Zhao Family to submit to you."

"Haha, Patriarch Zhao, you really should control your own daughter."

After looking through Zhao Rongrong from beginning to end, Kong Guo'ang laughed loudly and said, "You actually let your daughter come out and court death. Fine, I'll grant your wish."

His aura enveloped Zhao Rongrong, and his hands grabbed at her from the air. Before Zhao Rongrong could react, she felt a strong suction force that sucked her away.

"Don't... "Don't hurt my daughter …"

Seeing that Zhao Rongrong was about to be caught, Zhao Qimin shouted anxiously. Even if he wanted to stop it, he was powerless. Under Kong Guo'ang's powerful pressure, even moving became a problem.

"Patriarch Kong, I will give you Task Force Gong Hsingchang's regards."

Just as Kong Guo'ang was about to grab Zhao Rongrong by the throat, a voice suddenly broke the thick stagnation.

Gong Hsingchang, who brought his assistant over, took a step forward and blocked Zhao Qimin and Nangong Duan behind him. At the same time, he reached out his hand to grab Zhao Rongrong who was being sucked away and pulled her back to Zhao Qimin's side.

A crack instantly appeared in the oppressive atmosphere. Zhao Qimin, who was suppressed to the point that he couldn't breathe anymore, could finally move.

"So it's someone from Task Force, haha."

Now that the atmosphere had been broken, Kong Guo'ang's expression became extremely ugly: "I remember the last time I saw you, you were only an errand runner in Task Force, and now you are in charge."

"Haha, Patriarch Kong's words have a lot of meaning behind them."

Gong Hsingchang nodded and smiled, "I also remember that the last time I saw you, Elder Kong, you weren't this strong. You are already different now."

"All that should come should be here. Let's begin today's exhibition."

Kong Guo'ang withdrew his malicious gaze from Gong Hsingchang and signaled to the butler, "Change into a chair and let the exhibition begin."

Receiving the order, the butler instructed the servants to change to a luxurious chair, then picked up the microphone and said: "To thank every guest who has come today, our Kong Family will gift each guest a piece of jade."

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