Chapter 1707

If anyone on the court is the happiest, it's not Li Yuanhao and Sima gang. As a bystander, this is the happiest thing. If Kong Guoan takes the trouble to clean up nangongduan and Zhao Qimin, everyone will be happy.

I want to open my mouth to breathe, but I find that the air becomes very sticky, as if I was imprisoned by something. Nangong Duan has a feeling of being stuck in the throat, and it is also a fear of a cold back.

After practicing the evil blood devil skill, he finally reached the dark strength. But this kind of strength is at the bottom of the dark strength of martial arts, and now Kong Guoan's momentum is above him.

The so-called Kankan dark force is, frankly speaking, the peak of the late Ming Jin, which is only one step away from the dark force. However, it is such a step away, but let the strength stagnate.

Those who have such strength can't bear the burden, let alone Zhao Qimin, who is just an ordinary practitioner. Under the momentum of Kong Guoan, there is a tendency of falling.

"Mr. Zhao, you may as well consider my suggestion just now. There is no need to reply me so soon."

The momentum generated by the strength of the dark force, like a needle, went to Zhao Qimin: "follow our Kong family, it will do you Zhao family a hundred profits and no harm."

"Surnamed Kong, we Zhao family will never submit to you Kong family."

At this time, Zhao Rongrong interposed and scolded: "miss our Zhao family, you dream to go."

"Ha ha, master Zhao, you should be in charge of your daughter."

After seeing Zhao Rongrong from the beginning to the end, Kong Guoan laughed and said: "let your daughter come out to find death. OK, I will help you."

Momentum directly shrouds Zhao Rongrong, palm out of thin air to grasp Zhao Rongrong in the past. Zhao Rongrong, who had not yet responded, felt a strong suction, and then the whole person was sucked away.

"Don't Don't hurt my daughter... "

Seeing Zhao Rongrong about to be caught, Zhao Qimin shouts anxiously. It is powerless to stop it. Under the powerful pressure of Kong Guoan, even action has become a problem.

"Master Kong, Gong Xingchang of the secret service group says hello to you."

At the moment when Zhao Rongrong was about to be pinched by Kong Guoan, a voice suddenly sounded, which also interrupted this viscous sense of stagnation.

Gong Xingchang, who came with his deputy, took a step forward and blocked Zhao Qimin and Nangong Duan behind him. And reached out to grab Zhao Rongrong who was sucked away, and pulled it back to Zhao Qimin's side.

One side of the repressive atmosphere, instant time appeared cracks. Zhao Qimin, who had been oppressed and could not breathe, was able to move at last, gasping heavily.

"It's the secret service. Ha ha."

When the atmosphere was broken, Kong Guoan's face was hard to see the extreme: "I remember the last time I saw you, you were just a errand in the secret service group, and now you are all in charge."

"Ha ha, this sentence of the master of Confucius is of great significance."

Gongxingchang nodded and said with a smile, "I also remember that when I saw you last time, you were not so strong. Now they are all different."

"It's time to start today's exhibition."

With his sinister eyes from gongxingchang, Kong Guoan motioned to the housekeeper: "change a chair and start the exhibition."

After getting the order, the housekeeper told the servant to change a luxurious chair, picked up the microphone and said, "in order to thank every guest who came here today, we Kong family will send each guest a jade pendant."