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Chapter eight hundred and seventh reincarnation

If the Kong family is the biggest threat to Xiang Que, then Li Yan is the Sword of Damocles hanging over Xiang Que's head. On the surface, this person does not seem to be a threat, but you have to take a closer look.

If you think about it, you will find that it is a poisonous snake lurking in a dark corner. Most of the time, it is lurking and motionless. But if it jumps up and bites you, you will be injured by the fangs even if you don't die.

Li Yan is a cobra.

In the evening, Xiang Que and Zhang Huaiqing gathered in a teahouse next to the hospital.

"The Kong family is so powerful, you are under a lot of pressure, right?" Zhang Huaiqing didn't look senile as he sat there. Whether it was his appearance or physical function, he gave the impression that he was an old man in his seventies who was usually diligent in exercising, but

Who would have thought that he is already over a hundred years old.

In fact, if you think about it, it's almost the same. He accompanied Mr. Zhongshan on a trip to the United States. After returning, he joined the South China Sea service not long after the founding of the People's Republic of China. It's almost a century since he returned.

Xiang Que held the tea cup and said nothing for a long time. He said he was lying without any pressure, and there was still a lot of pressure. Li Yan was like a sword. Kong Mansion was like a mountain. The pressure of these two things on him already made him a little out of breath.

"Xiang Que, are we considered allies now?" Seeing that he remained silent, Zhang Huaiqing spoke again.

"That's right," Xiang Que looked up at him and smiled.

Zhang Huaiqing nodded naturally and said: "From the time you rejected the Confucius Mansion, you have stood with our Zhongjing Mansion. Since we are friends and you have kept your promise, we must also bear a share of the responsibility for you."

Xiang Que smiled and said: "I entrusted my family to you. This responsibility is not small. It is very important to me. As for the Kong family... they can still be shameless.

Is it necessary for the entire Kong family to deal with a little guy like me? I’m not afraid of ordinary Kong family children. I just need to beat the little ones and the old ones to stop them from jumping out."

"You are not afraid of ordinary disciples of the Confucius family, but what if they are not ordinary?" Zhang Huaiqing said seemingly casually.

Xiang Que frowned and then realized: "Is there some genius in the Kong family?"

"If they cultivate a big family with more than two thousand years, even a pig can be raised into a dragon. Not to mention the fate of the disciples of the saints. Do you think there are no dragons in the Confucius family?" Zhang Huaiqing said sincerely.

He said: "Sage Kong, just with this name, I don't know how much luck I will receive every year. I am envious."

Xiang Que licked his suddenly chapped lips and said, "Haha, I'm really not afraid of this. I specialize in dealing with all kinds of dissatisfactions and all kinds of people who are good and bad."

Although Xiang Que's words were a bit bragging, he was not lying. Since his debut, several great talents from Maoshan, Longhushan and Tianshi have been beaten by him, especially Zhao Lijun and Zhang Shoucheng.

They were all given a shadow in their hearts and have disappeared for a long time.

"Be careful of these two people..." Zhang Huaiqing knocked on the table, his face instantly became cautious: "Kong Deru and Kong Dejing, the former is called the sage of Confucianism and Taoism, and the latter is called the model of Confucianism."

"Younger, you must be young," Xiang Que muttered, and then asked, "What's going on with the last two comments?"

"Kong Deru is revered as the sage of Confucianism and Taoism. That is because he is the only descendant of Confucius's eighty-odd generations who is closest to the way of Confucius' sage. There is no one before. Kong Dejing is rich in learning and proficient in Confucianism and is called the model of Confucianism. These two people

He is the most outstanding figure in the Confucius family in recent hundreds of years."

Xiang Que suddenly sighed: "This is really an era when a hundred flowers bloom and thousands of birds sing... I'm so damn convinced, why since I debuted, all the people I've met are the best among these kind of people, you coward."

Where have they all gone?”

Xiang Que couldn't help but sigh, because all the people he made enemies with were not cheap. From the very beginning with Zhao Lijun, to now Li Yan and Kong Fu, none of these people were fools, just like these people who sparkled with lightning all the way.

They all happened to him.

Birds of a feather flock together, and if you are of a certain class, then your friends and enemies will naturally be of a similar class, and those who are inferior may not even have a chance to meet Xiang Que!

Two days later, Shen Jia was discharged from the hospital and returned home to Zijin Villa, while Tang Xia returned to Shanghai.

When Shen Jia returned to Purple Mountain Villa, her body was recovering very well. She had just given birth a few days ago and was still not pregnant. The physical examination in the hospital showed that her physical indicators were perfect, much better than those of those who had not given birth.

Women are much better off.

Except for Shen Jia, the children's physical signs are of better quality, and they are much stronger mentally and physically than those born on the same day.

"Xiang Que, that friend you called is good." At home, Tang Xinhe patted Xiang Que's shoulder and said gratefully, "The doctor told me that your sister-in-law and your child are recovering very well. They had never experienced anything before.

I have never encountered this kind of situation before. The weak period of confinement and the adjustment period of the newborn baby have been passed safely."

Xiang Que smiled and said nothing. Of course, what advantages the people in Zhongjing's residence had, they couldn't say with words. They had to be tasted slowly. For this reason, Zhang Huaiqing specially asked Qi'an to take charge of the Tang family. Over time, as long as Tang

If someone in your family or a relative is sick, the importance of Qi An will be immediately apparent.

But in the past few days, the people in the Kong family have not taken any action. It seems that they gave up after being rejected. But is this possible?

And at the same time, San Francisco's Chinatown.

Wang Kunlun stood in front of a mirror with gauze wrapped around his head. Only his eyes were exposed, and his head was wrapped with white gauze.

Xiao Liang, Zhang Xiaolong, Gao Yong and Fang Zhongxin were standing behind him, when an old man in a white coat walked over.

"Mr. Wang, you'd better close your eyes now. After my dad takes off all the gauze, you can slowly try to open them. This will be more conducive to accepting your new face."

Wang Kunlun refused directly and said calmly: "It's okay, you can tear it down. You can make it whatever you want for me and I can accept it. Just tear it down."

The old man took out a pair of scissors and slowly tore off the gauze on Wang Kunlun's face. After a few minutes, a slightly rough face was revealed.

Wang Kunlun tilted his head and held out two fingers and said: "Light a cigarette. I've been holding it back for the past two days. I'll take two puffs first."

"Pa da" Xiao Liang took out the cigarette case without holding it, and threw it to the ground with trembling hands.

Several people looked at Wang Kunlun in the mirror blankly. After a long time, Zhang Xiaolong asked in surprise: "Doctor... didn't you say that the changes were not big? This *** has all been changed.

One face”


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