You pervert! ! !

Mr. Steward was slightly taken aback. The guests who came to the hunting ground were all recommended and introduced by the monarch.

They would never rashly ask to meet Wang like Yu Heng did.

This is a person who doesn't know the rules, but the new king gave him enough freedom.

Mr. Butler lowered his eyes and said, "I will tell the master, but before that, please enjoy yourself in the hunting ground."

As he said that, Mr. Butler took away half of the attendants, and the remaining half was still standing there, as if Yu Heng had to draw a gun if he dared to take his cub out.

Zhao Chishen was resurrected, and he finally stood by Yu Heng's side as someone who had experienced it.

"Yu Heng, calm down." He patted his brother on the shoulder, "They also obey orders. When your son wins Duge, go out if you want to go out, and go back if you want to go back!"

Most of the words are comforting.

Zhao Chishen, who had lost so badly and had never won before, didn't know if Nangong Xie had won against Duge, and if there were any follow-up rules not to let him leave the field.

Yu Heng felt troubled.

Entering an unfamiliar territory, it is easy to trigger strange follow-ups due to unruly behavior.

If he wanted to take the cub away safely, he had to go to Andre, the useless monarch, or he had to wait for the owner of the castle to agree to see him.

"Where's your brother?" Yu Heng frowned and looked at the mobile phone with no signal.

Zhao Chishen stared at him blankly, "Shouldn't I ask you this question?"

A huge and magnificent castle with a spacious and deep dome.

When Zhao Chenghuai came back here, it was like an ocean current that had flowed into the vortex of the ocean and disappeared without a trace.

Fortunately, Zhao Chishen is familiar with this place.

"Please give us a cup of milk and a cup of coffee... What are you drinking, Yu Heng?"

He is proficient at ordering, and it looks like he is eating and drinking in the castle every day.

Yu Heng propped his chin, and said listlessly, "Soymilk."

A very Chinese choice, which can be found in the castle's rich breakfast list.

The two of them came early, and the dining table was empty, but six sets of tableware were neatly placed, securing the seats of the monarchs.

Zhao Chishen can tell him a legend after having breakfast.

The seven monarchs of Siberia are big capitalists from all over the world.

Chain casinos, hotels, medicine, military industry, and even gold mines and oil.

There is also the Black Star Group of the Zhao family.

They have monopolized a lot of wealth, and they often gather here to invite more rich people to enjoy superior treatment.

The gathering of rich people cannot do without games.

Whether it is the title of aristocrats, the dinner party with changing rules, or the dance party and hunting that Zhao Chishen has never been to, they are all games played by this group of rich and leisure guys for the exchange of benefits.

When Zhao Chishen talked about the game, his brows were frowned, his expression painful.

He said: "I didn't know until I came here that Zhao Chenghuai's skills were all practiced here. You said that he stayed here since he was eight years old. Threats and sarcasm, how dare you play badly."

When Yu Heng heard this, he was a little taken aback.

Zhao Chenghuai said the threat that he often talked about, but suddenly said it from another angle, using himself as a bet, and instantly pieced together an eight-year-old child in Yu Heng's mind.

Black hair and black eyes, childish smile.

Facing a group of ruthless adults, he won back the right to live completely again and again.

The imagination was too cold and terrifying, Yu Heng frowned, "Is he his own..."

"Not every father loves his son as much as you do."

Zhao Chishen had to remind Yu Heng, "Don't say that Zhao Chenghuai is coming here, I am also coming here, and your son—"

He glanced at Nangong Ji, who was listening to the story intently, "He is Andre's own son, right? Those monarchs seem to be used to it."

Yu Heng fell into silence, feeling the morbid madness of this place.

The monarch, who didn't even see his face clearly last night, was happy to watch the nine-year-old bear fighting, and he was also happy to see the frightened eyes of the eight-year-old.

He seemed to suddenly understand Zhao Chenghuai.

Understand how this bad brother always smiles and says scary things easily, and does horrible things.

Because, he grew up in these experiences, he was influenced by his ears and eyes, and felt that it was normal.

Zhao Chi sighed deeply, and said: "Although I know that Zhao Chenghuai has no choice but to exchange a lot of benefits for Black Star. However, every time I get along with him, I am very scared."

His gaze was serious and his tone was low, "You don't know how many lives he has in his hands. Those guys who lost to him in the game probably won't even find their bodies!"

Mr. Zhao's classic remarks reappeared again.

Yu Heng ate breakfast slowly, as if he was back on the Black Star cruise ship, and Zhao Chishen was chattering about the anniversary.

It's a pity that Yu Heng didn't respond, and Zhao Chishen kept talking more and more vigorously.

He said that Zhao Chenghuai grew up in a hunting ground, and has developed a brutal monarchy.

He said, don't look at him with a bright smile, handsome and handsome, but killing someone behind his back is like killing a chicken.

He said, Yu Heng, if you want to help your son win the hunting ground, you must be careful with Zhao Chenghuai, otherwise you will definitely fall into his hands.

Zhao Chishen's bitterness did not infect Yu Heng.

Instead, it infected Nangong Ji who was sitting aside with wide-eyed eyes.

It turns out that in this world, there are people who are as afraid of bad brothers as he is!

Nangong Ji looked at Shark Zhao as if he was looking at the same kind.

Not only because I can't win those broken games, and I can't leave this ghost place.

He also saw the terrifying true face of the bad brother.

Hearing Zhao Chishen's words, the little boy suddenly felt the same way.

And faintly sympathetic.

If dad is not around, he will definitely remind Shark Zhao loudly: Don't say it, my dad is as ruthless as a bad brother, you didn't see it, and you are still here to persuade points!

During breakfast, only Zhao Chishen got more and more enthusiastic.

When Andre walked in with a dark face, he heard Zhao Chishen's noisy voice.

He looks bad.

The task arranged by Zhao Chenghuai was not completed, so he stayed up all night thinking about countermeasures.

If the matter is not handled well this time, it may not be a problem that can be solved by a right ankle. He even started to think about what Zhao Chenghuai really likes, so that he can forgive him for being unfavorable in handling affairs.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on Yu Heng, and he couldn't help walking over and roaring.

"Yu Heng, why did you stop him last night!"

Andre finally asked, "My son can definitely kill that bear—ah!"

The familiar fist landed hard on that handsome face.

Yu Heng's anger that was appeased by the cub last night suddenly flared up.

"Why? I just hit you lightly."

He clenched his fists, picked up the noble monarch, and didn't mind disciplining his son's biological father, "You trained Hideo to kill brown bears?"

Facing adults, Yu Heng didn't have such a good temper.

The other party has the same blue eyes, which will only remind Yu Heng of the 26-year-old Mr. Nangong who is arrogant and domineering and wants to die.

I hate this good-for-nothing father even more!

Andre covered his face, feeling that he had had enough!

He is Nangong Ji's biological father, so why did Yu Heng start to teach him a lesson by raising Nangong Ji?

"You don't need to worry about the education of our Gruss family!"

Andre gritted his teeth angrily, raised his hand and waved away Yu Heng's grip, "I'll teach you now, what is—"

Before he finished his harsh words, a familiar figure walked outside the door.

Zhao Chenghuai, who was wearing a light-colored shirt and trousers, walked in with a cold face, and glanced at Andre's distraught look.

Zhao Chenghuai smiled and asked, "What is this for?"

Andre suddenly withdrew his hand and snorted softly, "Eat breakfast!"

The guy who disappeared all night, finally appeared, ending the brutal one-sided beating around the dinner table.

Even if Yu Heng wanted to punch Andre in the face a few times, for the sake of Zhao Chenghuai's return, he would not care about the adult version of Mr. Nangong for the time being.

"I'm sorry, Cheng Huai, I was supposed to come out to look for you after accompanying Hideo last night, but I fell asleep."

Yu Heng usually doesn't get sleepy that easily, but Nangong Hin's eyes are wide open, and he insists on sleeping with his father.

He fell into the warm bed with peace of mind, and completely forgot about his bad brother in the duel arena.

Zhao Chenghuai walked over with raised eyebrows, and pulled away the seat next to Yu Heng.

"It's okay." He wasn't angry at all, and was even in a good mood because of Yu Heng's apology, "I've lived in the hunting ground for so long, so I won't get lost."

The understatement made Yu Heng sigh in distress.

For a while, I didn't know how to face my poor and cute bad brother, so I heard him ask: "I heard that you want to see the master of the castle."

"Yeah." Yu Heng didn't deny it.

Zhao Chenghuai rarely asked: "Why?"

"Maybe..." Yu Heng blinked, "We know each other?"

Zhao Chenghuai's gaze was surprised, as dazed as a cute young man.

It seemed that Yu Heng's answer was a fantasy, and also felt that it was too unexpected.

Zhao Chishen didn't eat breakfast and listened with his ears up.

Andre instinctively stopped ordering and looked at the silent Zhao Chenghuai, but because he couldn't speak Chinese, he missed Yu Heng's best answer.

The place where the five dined was eerily quiet.

Until Zhao Chenghuai chuckled, breaking the calm.

"It's impossible for you to know him." The young man's eyes are always carefree. "The owner of the castle has never met outsiders, and has never stepped out of the hunting ground. Maybe you know a businessman, you know a politician, and you don't know the hunting ground." the king."

The mysterious identity perfectly fits Yu Heng's imagination of Alexander Wang.

He even felt that pinhole cameras were installed throughout the castle, monitoring their every move anytime, anywhere.

"Because it's impossible, I think it's possible."

Yu Heng said: "You have to meet to be sure."

What he said didn't look like an unfounded guess. Zhao Chenghuai thought of Yu Heng's blank resume, and suddenly had indescribably complicated emotions.

The hunting ground has the most complete information network, with all capitalists as its tentacles, extending to every corner of the world, controlling the veins of the economy.

But Zhao Chenghuai still couldn't find any information about Yu Heng.

He will not be the illegitimate son of the Huabang that Zhao Chishen made up indiscriminately.

Not to mention an ordinary game producer.

The 23-year life trajectory became clear only when Nangong Ji was adopted.

Zhao Chenghuai deeply felt that Yu Heng was interesting, but he couldn't put down his guard.

"Wang, it's not so easy to see."

Zhao Chenghuai crossed his fingers and made a decision with a clear purpose, "But if you can win the hunt, you will definitely be able to meet him."

"Hunting?" Yu Heng looked at Zhao Chenghuai in surprise, "Do you think I can kill a bear?"

Zhao Chenghuai said with a smile: "There are so many rules of the game in the hunting ground, not every winner needs to kill the bear."

Yu Heng was still thinking about whether it would be worthwhile to go hunting in the hunting ground in order to meet the old Wang next door.

Then I saw Zhao Chenghuai's gentle gaze, staring at Nangong Ji, who was standing next to him with pricked ears.

"Besides, if you choose to participate in the hunt, Hideo won't have to fight Duge."

Nangong Ji:? ? ?

"So good?" The old father obeyed the rules of the hunting ground for a second, "Then I will participate."

The news of Yu Heng's decision to participate in the hunt spread throughout the hunting grounds in an instant.

A monarch with a unique way of communication, the news flooded the chat room.

"What does Alex mean? Does he want to violate the rules and let Yu Heng go directly to the hunt?"

"Based on Yu Heng's ability, passing the dinner and dance should be a breeze. Of course, if his victories are true."

"A transportation line, I want to beat Yu Heng to win."

"No one bet with you! I think even Alex is on Yu Heng's side!"

The huge and quiet castle is already eagerly looking forward to the arrival of the next dinner party.

Even if it was a naive game like flying chess, they were especially looking forward to Yu Heng playing in person, so that they could see the magic power of the sparrow god who tempted Zhao Chenghuai in the legend.

Knowing that his father was going to fight for him, Nangong Xi almost shed tears.

"Dad, the rules of the hunting ground are so terrible, don't go."

"the most important is--"

The most important thing is that Dad is so good at playing games. If he directly defeats all the useless monarchs and kills the king, how can he ask Dad to be obedient in the future!

Nangong grieved from it, and said seriously: "Father, if you take part in these dangerous games, I will worry about you."

Yu Heng looked at him seriously, and stroked Nangong Yin's hair.

"Don't worry. Dad has more experience than you, and with the help of a bad brother, he must be better than you."

What Nangong Ji was afraid of was even worse!

"dad……"

Before Nangong Ji could say anything, Yu Heng had already handed the cub to Zhao Chenghuai.

Although the hunting ground is insane, the one-for-one rule is very considerate.

If he stayed, he would be able to get the nine-year-old kid out of this ghostly place.

"You must personally send the person to Ye's house, and tell Ye Shaoyang that the signal here is not good. When the signal is stable, contact him immediately."

Yu Heng, who is determined to participate in the hunting game, seems to be alone on his deathbed.

"It happened to be summer vacation, so I told Ye Zhennan to look hideous and post reports on Weibo every day."

Nangong's ferocious blue eyes looked at his father as if he were looking at a devil.

"Father, Ye Zhennan even caused me to be kidnapped before, how can you ask him to continue doing this!"

"Huh? Didn't Andre do the kidnapping?" Yu Heng smirked, "Since you know you will be kidnapped, then stay at Ye's house and don't run around or make trouble."

Yu Heng's devil never changes.

Nangong Xie failed to ascend the throne and became king, so he was going to go back in such a despondent manner and live in Ye's house, he was going to die of anger!

However, Yu Heng and Zhao Chenghuai had no intention of letting Nan Gongxi live a good life at all.

In front of the children, they began to discuss what kind of life Zai Zai should live when Dad was away.

"The ranking of "Nizi A Flattering Defeat" should be changed. He only got through one line. This is not enough for his ideological education."

"Recently, I can teach him something that junior high school students can learn. He can partner with Andre to lie to me. It seems that elementary school can no longer control him."

As he spoke, Yu Heng looked regretful, "Brother, it would be great if you could go back with Hide. I'm most assured that you will take care of the children."

"do not worry."

Zhao Chenghuai said seriously: "Your son must not dare to mess around in the Ye family."

The promise of the bad brother made Nangong feel a strong fear.

This fear didn't dissipate until he drove down the mountain and turned his head to look at the majestic and majestic castle.

Dad seemed to be exchanging hostages, and he stayed in the hunting ground full of rules.

Nangong Ji always felt that after they separated like this, it seemed as if they would never see each other again, and there was a slight sadness in his heart.

His grief lasted until he boarded the plane home.

Zhao Chenghuai sent him up, lowered his eyes and said, "Someone will pick you up at the airport. Be honest, and you can wait until we go home safely."

This sentence is like a threat and a promise.

It seems that Nangong Ling is obedient and honest, and the bad brother can bring his father home safely.

Repressing the panic in his heart, Nangong Ji flew across the border from Siberia to China alone.

After a long journey, he stepped off the plane in the sunny afternoon.

The pick-up person who had been waiting for a long time stood there in a long black dress and short, black hair.

A pair of brown eyes made Nangong stand on the spot in a daze, a bolt from the blue!

"Little Master."

Tasia cut her hair short and dyed it black, but she still couldn't change her blunt Mandarin.

She stretched out her hand to take Nangong Ji, and said with a gentle smile, "Before Mr. Zhao and Mr. Yu come back, I will spend a pleasant summer vacation with you."

Nangong stared wide-eyed.

The bad brother didn't put Tasia Lingchi to death, but even brought her into Shunli's command, which shocked the nine-year-old boy.

He was full of panic and panic, and was held by Tasia to board the car home, and he didn't dare to resist at all.

This summer vacation can't be fun at all!

How could the bad brother ask the kidnapper to take him home? !

And she has a womanizer!

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