Chapter 1003: A Successful Start

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The next day, Saturday, Beijing Brilliant Golf Course,

Although the morning mist has not completely dissipated, the humidity is bitter and eye-catching, but the luxurious golf course is still crowded.

Many dignitaries take advantage of the rare weekend to relax for a while and make a few new friends, so the caddies and waiters are busy.

On the east side of the golf course, there are also several tall and young figures.

Kong Zixiong, Kong Polang, Jin Xuejun, Bai Shuangshuang, wearing comfortable and decent sportswear, sweating on the green grass.

Kong Zixiong is tall, flowing with the breath of the grass, exuding the breath of strangers not approaching, Jin Xuejun is gentle and elegant, polite but unfathomable.

Bai Shuangshuang is arrogant, but her pretty face also shows that she is heartless, and Kong Polang is like a little lamb, with a flash of anxiety in his eyes from time to time.

Although the four of them had different expressions, they played very lively together, with loud laughter and sweet giggles from time to time.

After three games, Kong Po Lang put away his club, touched his wound and stopped exercising: "Brother, Jin Shao, Shuang Shuang, you guys play."

"My wound hurts a little, I can't play anymore."

Kong Zixiong, wearing a white hat, stopped and turned his head to look at Kong Po Lang and smiled faintly: "How many months have you been injured? Hasn't your injury healed yet?"

Jin Xuejun also smiled and said: "Yes, I heard that all the big-name Chinese doctors operated on you at that time, so the wound shouldn't have any sequelae."

Bai Shuangshuang also tilted her head: "Isn't Mr. Qin in Beijing? You can ask him to help take a look."

Kong Po Lang sighed: "The wound hurts repeatedly, there is no pattern, and the examination has no results. I don't know why?"

"You are psychological."

Jin Xuejun walked to a white ball, swung the club violently, and the white ball flew out with a whoosh and fell within half a meter of the hole. He was very disappointed:

"In fact, no matter how well your wound heals, the reason why it hurts is because Ye Tianlong left a shadow on you. Whenever you think of him, you will be frightened. "

Jin Xuejun smiled playfully: "You are afraid of him. When you think of Sandao and the scene at that time, the wound will hurt. It can be regarded as a nerve reflex. "

Bai Shuangshuang looked at Jin Xuejun with admiration: "Xuejun, you are so awesome. You know all this."

When Jin Xuejun waved his hand to show his humility, Kong Zixiong turned his head to look at Kong Polang: "Did you hear Jin Shao's analysis? You were scared by Ye Tianlong."

"You are a special forces soldier. You were scared by a mercenary who was not presentable. It's so embarrassing to tell others."

Kong Zixiong was very disappointed with his brother: "If I were you, I would have shot him directly that night at the banquet to vent my anger."

"You shouted the slogan of doing things according to the law. Now you have become a laughing stock of the dignitaries in Beijing. You have lost the face of the Kong family."

He really regretted that he was not at the scene, otherwise Ye Tianlong would have turned into ashes now.

"Zixiong, calm down."

Jin Xuejun stepped forward and swung the club again, hitting the white ball into the hole and said with a smile: "You can't blame Polang for this, Ye Tianlong is really good."

"A bunch of people in Mingjiang fell into his hands, even Ling Shuang was fooled by him, it can be seen that he is still capable."

Kong Zixiong sneered, "No matter how strong Ye Tianlong is, can he beat the Kong family? His arms are thicker than people, and he is abused. I really don't want to recognize this brother."

Kong Polang didn't say anything, lowered his head and calmly accepted his brother's reprimand. His face no longer had the former heroic spirit, nor the youthful blood.

Ye Tianlong's three knives not only scared him, but also changed his life. He no longer felt any ideals or face.

Kong Polang just wanted to live a good life now. Eating, drinking and having fun were the greatest pleasures of his life. Fighting and killing were no longer suitable for him. It was too dangerous.

"Okay, stop talking about Po Lang like that."

Bai Shuangshuang saw Kong Po Lang was silent and thought he was very sad, so she hurriedly said a few words for him: "You don't know the pain until you hit your own flesh."

"Po Lang, I won't fight anymore, let's go drink some drinks."

Bai Shuangshuang directly pulled Kong Po Lang away: "Mr. Kong, Mr. Jin, you guys take your time."

Seeing the two people leaving, Jin Xuejun gently pushed his glasses, his expression more solemn: "Mr. Kong, Ye Tianlong is still jumping around in Beijing."

"Yes, and he is still very active. I saw on the Internet that he participated in the audition of China's Voice."

Kong Zixiong also picked up a club: "Although he is wearing The hat was pulled down deliberately, but I could recognize it was that bastard at a glance. "

Jin Xuejun looked at him sideways and smiled: "Is he alone in Beijing? Young Master Kong won't let Po Lang vent his anger?"

"If he goes back to Mingjiang, you will have fewer opportunities."

Hearing Jin Xuejun's words, Kong Zixiong's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement, and then he looked at Jin Xuejun sideways and said: "To be honest with you, Young Master Jin, I want to kill him."

"I dream of cutting him into pieces. In addition to the three knives on Kong Po Lang, my loyal one was also shot in the head."

When the green-clothed woman was in Mingjiang, she had just left the Kong Mansion for two kilometers when she was shot in the head by the Snow Wolf sent by Ye Tianlong.

Kong Zixiong's hatred for Ye Tianlong is unquestionable.

"I want him dead, but as you said, that guy is very cunning, and we must hit him with one strike, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

Kong Zixiong expressed his position to Jin Xuejun: "If we don't find a suitable opportunity to attack, it's better to keep our troops in place." Then, he asked curiously:

"Mr. Jin, I remember that you used to be in the same camp with Ye Tianlong. When my brother Sandao was in power, you also worked for Ye Tianlong."

Kong Zixiong smiled with a hidden needle in his cotton wool: "Why do you look like you want him dead now?"

"I'm sorry for you and Mr. Kong about Po Lang, but I was confused at that time and blinded by love."

Jin Xuejun's mouth twitched slightly, but soon returned to calm: "I have never been on the same page with Ye Tianlong, I just did something for Ling Shuang."

Thinking of Ling Shuang, his heart softened again. He wanted to free her from the Wu family's backyard, but he felt that he had to kill Ling Xiao's temper and make her no longer willful.

"Don't worry, I won't protect him anymore in the future. If Mr. Kong needs it, I can join hands with you to destroy this man."

He revealed a trace of regret: "I originally wanted to ask Zhao Sibao to kill him, but I didn't expect that Zhao Sibao was poisoned by Mr. Fu."

Then, he briefly recounted the incident in the coffee shop that day. During this period, he became more murderous towards Ye Tianlong and felt that his authority was repeatedly challenged.

Kong Zixiong nodded and gave a thumbs up: "Young Master Jin kills people invisibly, but it's a pity that Ye Tianlong is too lucky."

"In the face of our powerful strength, a person's luck, no matter how good it is, is just a cloud."

Jin Xuejun smiled: "Young Master Kong, I know you want to hit the target with one shot, but if we don't take action for a long time, it will also make us look too incompetent."

"Sometimes we still need a little lesson, so that people know that we are not something he can offend."

Kong Zixiong carried a white golf club and slowly walked to the white ball: "Young Master Jin, do you have a good idea? The premise is that you don't drag us into the water directly."

The three knives of his younger brother, the thirteen knives of Zhao Dafei, and the headshot of Kunjiang Jin Guiqi made Kong Zixiong somewhat afraid of Ye Tianlong's madness.

And he didn't want the Chinese official to know that the Kong family had set off a bloody storm in the capital. No matter how powerful the five big families were, they still had awe of the official.

"In the Mingjiang chess game, the Park family lost more than 100 billion. They will not give this money."

Jin Xuejun smiled faintly: "Lexing Prince Park Dongyuan has come to Beijing. I hope that the nephews of the Kong family who hold important positions in the capital will turn a blind eye."

Kong Zixiong opened his legs slightly and looked forward: "Is there any ninth-rank master?"

"No... He knows better than us that when the ninth-rank enters Beijing, the dragon soul will move."

Jin Xuejun smiled calmly: "The dragon soul moves, what else can Park Dongyuan do?"

"Then wish him a happy birthday for me..."

Kong Zixiong swung the club, and with a snap, the ball flew away and went into the hole accurately...

"A great victory!"