You pervert! ! !

The dull air in the basement suddenly became eager because of Zhao Chenghuai's problem.

"What did you do to the young master!"

Tasia's voice was hoarse, and she screamed with all her strength: "If he gets hurt, we won't let you go."

Such threats have no deterrent effect.

Zhao Chenghuai didn't even answer, but looked at her tragic situation slowly from bottom to top with a playful smile in his eyes.

He asked curiously: "So, how can any of you not let me go?"

The basement sank into embarrassment, and Tasia's brown eyes were full of helpless anger.

They have been hanging in this bright basement for a long time.

Thin ropes were tightly tied around their wrists, and they were hoisted high.

Even a tall figure like Hawke, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, can barely stand on tiptoe, like a ballet dancer who can't stand steadily, keeping standing.

Calling for help was impossible.

It is impossible to escape with the help of the environment.

They originally planned to stay in a hotel and try to find a way to get close to Nangong Ji.

But he didn't expect to be attacked as soon as he entered the door.

The other party at least said that there were four or five people, and directly knocked Tasia to the ground and held Hawk firmly.

When the two of them woke up, they maintained this posture and saw the familiar stranger in front of them.

Zhao Chenghuai, Yu Heng's life assistant.

It was also the person Nangong Ji's adoptive father invited to take care of Nangong Ji.

Tasia thought that this was Yu Heng's return gift to them for kidnapping Nangong Ji.

Who knows, the man said, "Tell me the purpose of kidnapping Nangong Xie, otherwise, I will go and kill your little princess later."

The smile is kind and the eyes are gentle.

But he said it firmly, and with the messy row of biological specimens facing Tasia and Hawke in the basement, he seemed to be a ruthless character who did what he said.

So Tasia said, "We just want to bring him home."

Back to the real place that belongs to Nangong Ji.

The kidnapper said that taking the abducted child home was the funniest joke Zhao Chenghuai had ever heard.

The graceful posture of the two men hanging up made him very satisfied.

He wouldn't mind a couple more days of admiring it.

Therefore, before setting off to Sunflower Elementary School to pick up Nangong Ji, Zhao Chenghuai said with a smile: "In this case, I will give him three days to see if he can rescue you and go home with you."

"After three days, if he can't do it, then I will make his life worse than death."

Tasia and Hawk are in the brightly lit basement, blind to the sun.

Until Zhao Chenghuai came back again.

There was no water, no food, only glucose injected regularly by Zhao Chenghuai's men.

Even the calm Tasia felt agitated.

She was not like this usually, when she thought that the person in front of her would be unfavorable to Nangong Ji, making Nangong Ji's life worse than death, she tried to influence the opponent.

"Mr. Zhao, we have not offended you."

Tasia spoke with dryness and exhaustion, "The young master is a poor child, he should go back to his own place."

"Where does he belong?" Zhao Chenghuai remained interested in the conversation, "Siberia?"

"No!" Tasia retorted decisively, "As long as I'm still alive, I won't let him go to that kind of place."

"Why?" Zhao Chenghuai asked.

The basement was silent, only the sound of Tasia gasping for anger.

Zhao Chenghuai was extremely irritable when talking to such a woman.

Or, say nothing, and let him enjoy the torture.

Or, finish it in one breath, don't get stuck in the middle and let him guess.

"Ok."

Zhao Chenghuai has never been patient with strangers, "Since you don't want him to go to Siberia, I don't want him to leave Yu Heng too far. So, I thought of a way to get the best of both worlds."

He stood up, ready to end this boring meeting.

"Kill you now, and then tell your little princess not to save you. Waste of time."

Zhao Chenghuai turned around and prepared to leave, as if as soon as he entered the basement, more than a dozen men in black would come in and tear up the corpses of the two hanging people.

Suddenly, strange words sounded from the basement. Hawke cursed in a low voice, "Because there is a lunatic in Siberia who wants to make the young master the king of the hunting ground! We just want to stop him!"

Before Tasia could make a sound to stop Hawke, Zhao Chenghuai's voice of sudden realization came from the basement.

"So that's it." Zhao Chenghuai seemed to understand, "I can only say that that person is not a lunatic, he should be a fool."

"What?" Tasia froze.

Hawk could only speak Yenisei, but Zhao Chenghuai easily picked up Hawk's words.

Zhao Chenghuai smiled, and explained with a helpless face: "Because, he has too strong a misunderstanding of Nangong Ji. Your little princess is not smart, he is just a little trash who grew up spoiled by his adoptive father."

Can't play games, don't understand foreign languages.

They don't even know what happened in the past, what is happening, or what will happen in the distant Siberia.

It's just a call to Yu Heng "Dad, Dad", asking people like Yu Heng to explain the little kid who is greedy for snakes and Tetris.

Tasia looked at him in surprise, staring at Zhao Chenghuai with her brown eyes, she neither refuted nor justified Nangong Xie.

"Do you speak Yenisei?" She asked the only question she cared about, and felt that the young man in front of her could never be an ordinary life assistant with a bit of power.

"No, I mean..." Tasia had changed into the same exotic tone, "You know the hunting grounds."

She said it with absolute certainty.

It seems to be waiting to confirm Zhao Chenghuai's identity.

Hunting ground is a common and special word. Hawk just mentioned that some people expect Nangong Ji to become the king of hunting ground. The young man in front of him immediately sneered sincerely.

Such an arrogant attitude and the ability to find out where they are staying are very similar to the group of people Tasia knows.

Her eyes were wide open, and even with her exhaustion, a certain possibility appeared in her mind.

Yenisei in the basement was clear and fearful, almost screaming.

"You are the king's man!"

Zhao Chenghuai did not answer, but rang the summon bell in the basement.

The friend who was waiting silently in the villa pushed the things he needed and walked down.

"I am not the king's man."

The young man smiled and retorted, but Tasia was even more terrified, "But you threw away the surveillance camera I left on Nangong Ji, I am very angry."

Zhao Chenghuai's friends approached the two poor people who were hung up.

Before Tasia and Hawk lost consciousness, the young man's voice full of laughter was heard.

"Congratulations, you have the opportunity to try out the new monitoring equipment for the little princess in advance."

The parent-child activities between Yu Heng and Nangong Ji did not stop even after the Snake and Tetris sessions ended.

At nine o'clock in the evening, which was supposed to be the time for good kids to go to bed early and get up early, Yu Heng quietly logged into his tower defense account.

However, he has at least a million followers.

When the sparrow moved, the whole people knew it.

"The Sparrow God's account is online!"

With a shout on the special edition of Hongye Game Forum, tens of thousands of people logged in and went online in an instant, happily clicking to watch the game.

Just loaded the list of battles, but everyone found that it was not King God who came online, but NGZ!

"Wow, NGZ is a villain, right?"

"It's my favorite dad beating his son again. I haven't seen the showdown between Sparrow God and Nizi yet."

"After all, Nizi only plays "Nizi" and doesn't play tower defense at all."

"Hahaha, it's miserable, the little chicken is going to fight against the sparrow god, I guess it will be pushed straight after the preparation time."

Sparrow God's strength is blank on the tower defense rankings.

However, his defeated player, KING, has won 213 games in a row and will always be on the leaderboard.

So that everyone is very interested in this phrase between father and son.

Netizens watching the battle are ready to record.

It's the first time a cute kid faces a cruel tower defense game, and it will definitely become a new topic on social networks.

They don't even have to make up their minds to leave, they can see the ending immediately——

No matter how powerful Nizi is, he will only last for 1 minute.

Unfortunately, Yu Heng never acted according to the script.

The father kindly chose the attacking side, and the son obediently squatted on the defensive side.

After the preparation time, a reconnaissance plane flew in the sky, like the calm before the storm, condescendingly instructing the children how to defend.

"You click on the intelligence analysis, click a few more times."

Yu Heng concentrated on looking at the boy's computer screen, and taught him hand in hand, "Yes, now you can see my offensive configuration."

"Now, I'm going to send a column of air force."

"Look, the little red dot on your radar is your enemy, and you can use anti-aircraft missiles to attack!"

"Yes, right now!"

Nangong Yin followed his father's guidance step by step and destroyed the attacking air force.

The sound of the plane exploding, together with the sight of falling debris, lit up a string of fireworks in the night sky.

Tower Defense 2.0 has a great view.

The most beautiful, of course, is the moment when the enemy is defeated.

"Wow!" Nangong Xie sighed from the bottom of his heart, his chubby little hands clicked casually on the technology tree.

The new functions lit up one by one, and the defensive facilities under construction opened the door to a new world for him.

"Dad, I will!"

This may be a duel where the onlookers are full of anticipation and confusion.

Unexpectedly, they didn't see the sparrow god abusing the cubs, but they saw the iron-blooded tenderness milking the child!

"Hello? Is this the Sparrow account used by Ye Zhennan?"

"Protest, Sparrow God has no competitive spirit, and deliberately let his son!"

"I laughed, I'm going to record this round and bring up the topic of KING! God KING, have you seen it? The victory you want is within your reach [funny]"

The tower defense duel time is short and the outcome is quick.

In just half an hour, the accounts of Sparrow God's winning streak were all destroyed by the NGZ children and turned into frequently defeated generals.

Yu Heng looked happily at his achievement of [Keep working hard, never give up], even losing five games in a row could not erase his joy.

Still hugging Nangong Yin, he forcibly kissed the baby's face.

"Oh, hideous is really powerful!"

The next day, Zhao Chenghuai picked up a little fool from the villa.

"Hey, brother, last night my father praised me so much!"

He gestured with his fingers, showing off, stabbing the heart of his bad brother who had been defeated repeatedly, "My tower defense has won five rounds with dad!"

Zhao Chenghuai snorted softly, no matter how he looked at him, he felt an eyesore.

Before he slept last night, he saw the whole process of Yu Heng's defeat in five rounds from netizens who were keen to make trouble.

The battle between the old father and his son was simply a crazy game of giving away heads. Not only did netizens shout "Boundless love", but they also didn't forget to bring up the topic of "KING, are you angry".

The ever-victorious bird god, in front of his true love son, can act like an AI mentally retarded.

In front of the young and energetic KING, he drove straight in, killed the attackers without leaving any, and never gave up.

The internet carnival seemed childish, but Nangong Jiong was even more childish.

"Oh."

Facing the provocation, Zhao Chenghuai was not angry at all.

He smiled kindly and looked at the little boy, "So in order to respect you, a powerful winner, should I change the remaining two days to immediately now?"

"I was wrong."

Nangong Xi was so happy that it was not worth mentioning in front of the bad brother, "Brother, I am relatively slow in making game programs, and it still takes three days."

Although there were only two days left, Nangong Xi was full of confidence.

With his father's dedicated guidance last night, he has already understood the true meaning of the fun of the game.

The sense of gain, the sense of accomplishment, the excitement of defeating the strong, and the secret joy of surviving by luck are everything in the game.

Coupled with the random level mode that Nangong Ji has mastered long ago, he will definitely be able to complete the task as soon as possible.

After all, if you can't write ten, you can always write five first, right?

With confidence in mind, Nangong walked towards Sunflower Primary School, eagerly looking forward to his programming time after school at noon.

Zhao Chenghuai watched his back disappear, turned around and walked towards the company.

Kidnapped from Siberia, subcutaneously implanted with monitoring, set free.

He could check the activities of these two people at any time, making sure that they were [-] kilometers away from Nangong Ji's activity range.

Zhao Chenghuai has no interest in taking care of children.

But he didn't want Yu Heng to worry about Nangong Ji.

Yu Heng has superb game technology and can make games that are popular all over the country, so he shouldn't be bothered by such trivial matters as "the child was kidnapped".

Nangong Ji was only eight years old, and he became a stumbling block in Zhao Chenghuai's entertainment path.

After careful calculation, he and Yu Heng hadn't played chess for several days after losing streak. They could only watch the plot lines randomly drawn from "Adversary" all day, and study Yu Heng's thoughts from a distance.

However, he couldn't understand it.

Compared to Nangong Ji, who can see through at a glance, the extremely boring kidnapper, Yu Heng is still more interesting.

Even if there are still more than ten days before he can take care of the child, Zhao Chenghuai can't stop Zhao Chenghuai from looking forward to it.

What is better to play next time?

Directly follow the board games, go to chess or go, and try the control range of Yu Heng's game?

Zhao Chenghuai pushed open the door of Hongye Company, and was about to ask Yu Heng face to face: what are you not good at?

Only to find that the company was empty.

The directors who were often busy at their workstations and chatted together to study the next step of "Awakening" all disappeared without a trace.

He took out his phone and dialed directly.

It rang for a long time before answering.

"Are you not in the company?" Zhao Chenghuai's tone sounded like a ward round.

"We're exercising!" Yu Heng said confidently, "Anyway, the data won't be transmitted for an hour and a half, so I'll take them out for team building!"

It was called team building, but it turned out that a group of people walked to the small square next door with badminton rackets after the morning meeting.

Since his old waist was about to fall asleep, Yu Heng paid special attention to health preservation.

After searching for a long time, I bought back several pairs of badminton rackets, ready to carry the directors with me at any time to keep exercising.

When Zhao Chenghuai walked to the small square, Yu Heng was playing vigorously with Xu Minwei with a badminton racket.

Lin Manxin was fighting Ran Guangran.

All the staff in the company, only Su Qing was left watching.

"If you lose twice, you can change players. Is KING coming?" Su Qing asked, "Or the two of us can play together, so there will be three sets of badminton."

Unfortunately, Zhao Chenghuai said with a smile, "I want to be with Yu Heng."

King God's love for Bird God is deeply touched by the whole company.

Su Qing greeted immediately, "Brother Yu, God KING wants to play badminton with you, hehe!"

Smiling meaningfully, I just waited to see the badminton confrontation between the Great God and the Great God.

When Yu Heng heard this, he didn't dare to shoot with the ball in his hand.

Gaming is his strong point, which doesn't mean that he is also very strong in this kind of sports and fitness games.

An online game enthusiast, born with weak physical fitness, Yu Heng can be said to be a patient with limb inactivity. He has no rules in playing badminton and relies on random swings.

Now, when Su Qing shouted, Yu Heng narrowed his eyes.

Zhao Chenghuai's desire to win is everywhere, and he doesn't need to use an instrument to measure the difference in their physical fitness. Yu Heng knows that if he fights hard with his younger brother, he will definitely lose.

The relaxed and happy badminton suddenly became heavy.

Yu Heng shook the beat, thought for a while, and walked over.

He handed out the badminton racket friendly and said with a smile: "I'm tired, you can play with Mr. Xu first."

Let him see the real level!

Standing in the distance, Xu Minwei felt his knee hurt when he saw Zhao Chenghuai.

The sweat that he didn't break out from playing badminton just now broke out instantly when he saw Zhao Chenghuai take the racket and stand opposite him, making him shiver slightly from the cold.

"Teacher Xu, fight well."

Yu Heng's cheering shout reached Xu Minwei's ears, and it became——

If you lose, you will die!

Xu Minwei's fear of the underworld never disappeared.

Even if he barely stayed, it was extremely humble.

He immediately put on a fighting stance, bringing back the stance of the college badminton team seven years ago, with an extra dignified look.

Xu Minwei felt as if he was facing a big enemy, Zhao Chenghuai smiled and sent the ball casually.

It was just a ball, Zhao Chenghuai made a crisp sound, and stared straight at Xu Minwei's mask!

Xu Minwei swung the racket subconsciously, and sent it back softly.

Before he could react, Zhao Chenghuai swiped in the opposite direction, the ball straightened his body again, and rushed straight forward!

Xu Minwei, who was able to come and go with Yu Heng and feed each other just now, ran, jumped, and leaped super hard under Zhao Chenghuai's merciless swing.

Lin Manxin and Ran Guangran, who were giggling and playing next to them, stopped involuntarily and watched how Zhao Chenghuai swung the racket lightly, smashing a light badminton into a bullet.

Yu Heng was dumbfounded.

This is not playing badminton...

This is unilateral abuse!

Zhao Chenghuai's wrist strength is enough to stun an adult with a badminton racket.

In badminton, he can make the sound of piercing through the air.

Xu Minwei was panting and sweating profusely. He had picked up badminton three or four times, and he had never seen such a terrifying opponent.

Zhao Chenghuai still stood where he was, very relaxed.

But he didn't have any strength in his arm, and he just wanted to cry and call Boss Yu to face the evil spirit.

Unfortunately, he didn't dare.

As the bottom of the food chain, Xu Minwei was so tired that he had no strength to serve.

And dare not not post.

So, he swung his arm hard and hit a gentle ball lightly.

The onlookers saw that the badminton hit by Teacher Xu drew a curved arc, and then——

"what!"

The directors were shocked!

Zhao Chenghuai didn't answer!

The ball should be very easy to catch, just take a step forward.

However, Zhao Chenghuai just stared at the ball expressionlessly, watching it fall leisurely, as if admiring the falling of a petal.

too lazy to move.

His contemptuous attitude was extremely obvious, causing Xu Minwei to be embarrassed for a while.

It's because he didn't serve the ball hard enough, and he didn't have sincerity, so Zhao Er Shao was not willing to catch it?Or is the arc of the ball's trajectory not good-looking, which affects the second young master's interest in playing?

Before Xu Minwei tremblingly figured out why, Yu Heng suddenly saw it.

He laughed and said, "Brother, you are so lazy!"

"Don't you catch the ball beyond your arm's reach?"

Zhao Chenghuai didn't admit it or deny it. He took half a step forward and slowly bent down to pick up the ball.

He glanced at Yu Heng, who was laughing wildly, and replied with deep eyes, "Call me, and I'll answer it."

It's very disrespectful to Xu Minwei, it's like flirting.

The directors laughed and urged Yu Heng to hurry up.

"Brother Yu, God King has invited you, come on, I'll videotape you and put it on the Internet."

"That's right, you see Teacher Xu is tired from beating, Brother Yu, let him rest and rest, you are the King God, I am sure you will win."

Everyone was looking forward to it, even Zhao Chenghuai held the ball and stood there waiting for him.

In the spacious and windless small square, Zhao Cheng held a badminton racket in his arms to invite silently, swaying a strong youthful atmosphere all over his body, anyone would be crazy about it.

However, Yu Heng slowly unscrewed a bottle of mineral water.

"I don't fight."

No matter whether he knows badminton or not, he can see that Zhao Chenghuai has excellent physical strength.

After just a few back and forth, Xu Minwei caught the ball as if he had run a marathon, fearing that his poor catch would ruin Zhao Cheng's happiness.

It must be even worse for Yu Heng to go into battle.

Refuse directly.

Hearing this, Zhao Chenghuai walked into the arena and reached out his hand to Xu Minwei.

Teacher Xu, who was terrified, felt blessed at the moment, and quickly handed over the badminton racket.

The young man with slender arms walked up to Yu Heng with another badminton racket.

He was a little taller than Yu Heng, and looked at Yu Heng with deep eyes, which faintly reflected a bewitching light.

Such a silent gaze, with a slight smile close at hand, made Yu Heng deeply moved: Human beings have the same facial features, how could there be such a handsome and handsome person as the bad brother.

Look at the slender fingers passing the beat, every knuckle is full of anticipation, if he refuses again, he will lose his sense of humor.

Yu Heng looked embarrassed and said: "I'm a dead house, and my physical strength can't keep up with you. If I lose in badminton, do you want to offset the number of days you took care of me?"

"No." The younger brother smiled softly and denied his suggestion.

"If you lose, I'll break your leg."

The author has something to say: Yu Heng: Why? ? ?

Zhao Chenghuai: Because you played games with your feet last night and lost five rounds to the brat, I was thinking about not using your feet, why not interrupt :)