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Chapter 1175

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At the Kong family's villa.

Garon and Kong Xinxue sat side by side on the sofa, switching channels on the TV out of boredom. However, there was no sound of the TV being turned on. They just changed the programs one by one out of boredom.

"You're getting involved so quickly? The rhythm of the plot? " Kong Xinxue wore white stockings and sat on the sofa with her legs together. Her navy blue school dress covered her thighs. Although her eyes were fixed on the TV, her attention was clearly on Garon.

"They came to me first. I can't just chase them away, right?" Garon said casually. "Moreover, according to the plot you gave, you and I know Vulture's purpose."

"That's good. However, you'll have to enter their line of sight in advance. Are you confident you can handle it? "Kong Xinxue frowned.

"If it's the first five, it shouldn't be a problem. However, I haven't seen the last two and Slayer, so I don't know," Garon answered casually.

"Are you sure? I don't have the ability to protect myself. I only know some basic combat skills. However, it's obvious that I can deal with ordinary people, but not those cyborg monsters. "Kong Xinxue sighed. "Hey." She kicked Garon with her foot.

"You have to protect me when the time comes."

"Don't we have Yuria and the others?" Garon did not care at all.

"Savior is still a rookie. I'd rather rely on you than them. Tell me the truth! Can you do it or not?! " Kong Xinxue said unhappily. "Although my identity was always kidnapped in the original plot and nothing happened, this feels terrible. I'm putting my safety in the hands of two immature brats."

"If you know it'll be fine sooner or later, why are you still looking for me?" Garon was helpless.

"Are you still a man?!" Kong Xinxue used one of the killer moves that women often used.

"No." Garon turned his gaze away. "I'm a boy."

"Don't talk nonsense! Say something. Can you do it or not?! "Kong Xinxue was upset. "If you can't, I'll go look for Nine-Tailed Fox and the others! Even though I don't like her, she's still my friend. This little favor won't be a problem. "

"Alright, alright …" Garon turned his face away. "But you have to promise me that you're not allowed to leave within 20 meters of me. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that you won't be dragged away."

"Don't worry." Kong Xinxue heaved a sigh of relief. "I'll move into your room tonight!"

"…" By now, Garon had already sensed that Kong Xinxue was a well-disguised brother complex. In front of outsiders, she acted like she was inviolable, but at home, she especially liked to flirt with her brother.

"Forget it. No matter what, this body is still your brother and sister." Garon was helpless.

"Even if I sleep on your bed, do you dare to move?" Kong Xinxue taunted. "You're probably the only man in the Kong family who isn't a threat to women."

"Can you not provoke me for no reason?" Garon was unhappy. What did she mean by not being a threat to women? This kind of humiliation that had already risen to the level of one's outlook on life was something that no man could tolerate.

"Even though reality is cruel, you can't deny that this is the truth." Kong Xinxue once again gave him a provocative look.

"Then what kind of man do you think is a threat?" Garon glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. "Like this?"

"Pfft."

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Kong Xinxue's towering breasts with great precision. His fingers sank deeply into them, and his grip was unusually firm.

Kong Xinxue's face flushed red. Her body stiffened instantly. Even though she kept provoking Garon, she always treated it as a joke to relieve stress. Ever since she realized that Garon was very disciplined, she gradually lowered her guard. She never thought that he would suddenly make a move.

But now, she lowered her head and looked at the big hand on her breasts. Through the navy blue shirt, his hand had almost sunk into her breasts.

His fingers even started to pinch and knead shamelessly. Waves of numbness and itchiness kept surging up from her breasts.

"You … That's enough!!" She raised her hand abruptly and slapped Garen's left cheek.

"Smack!"

Garon caught her raised hand.

"Alright, stop fooling around," Garon said lazily as he retracted his hand from her breasts. "Looks like you're just all talk. In reality, you're still a fledgling."

"What fledgling!!" Kong Xinxue was instantly enraged. "I'm many times more experienced than you, you little brat. Back when I was asexually reproducing, you were still licking your lips from god knows where!"

Garon watched Kong Xinxue lose her temper lazily and kept nodding.

"I know, I know … I know. You're very experienced …"

As she spoke, Kong Xinxue suddenly fell silent. The commotion that had been going on just a moment ago suddenly became unusually quiet.

"What's wrong?" Garon looked at her in confusion.

"Psst!!"

A cold light suddenly flashed before his eyes and stabbed at his throat.

"What are you doing!!" Garon was shocked. He quickly shrank back and dodged the cold light.

"I'm going to kill you!" Kong Xinxue was expressionless. She pounced at Garon with the fountain pen in her hand. The sharp tip of the pen never missed Garon's vital points.

Although Garon's body was much stronger, it was still a mortal's body. It had not reached the point where it could directly resist the piercing of the fountain pen. If he was scratched, he would definitely be injured.

So the two of them started fighting on the sofa.

There was no suspense in the outcome.

Kong Xinxue's waist and arms were held by Garon with one hand. Her back was facing Garon as she lay on top of him. Apart from her legs, which could still struggle, the rest of her body was firmly pinned down by his great strength.

"Let go of me!"

"Behave yourself." Garon held Kong Xinxue with one hand and yawned.

"Let go!!" Kong Xinxue was still struggling with all her might, but the outcome was obvious. Garon's strength was at least twice that of a grown man. This kind of strength was not something she could resist at all.

"You can slowly struggle first. I'm going to sleep for a while." Garon closed his eyes and tilted his head to one side. He decided to just sleep. Kong Xinxue's struggle was no different from the struggle of a little rabbit to him. Even if she hit him with her back facing him, he did not feel any pain because she could not use her backhand.

He might as well just treat her like a pet. He wrapped his other hand around her and added more strength to hold her legs in place.

"Alright, be good. Go to sleep. Don't make a fuss." Garon immediately fell asleep. In the past, when he was practicing Secret Techniques, he could maintain a standing posture to sleep. This posture was no doubt child's play for him.

Kong Xinxue's struggling sounds became weaker and weaker. Garon smelled the fragrance of her body hormones and hair, and slowly fell asleep.

Kong Xinxue, on the other hand, struggled for a long time. Finally, she realized who held the real power. She was also tired. She was also a bachelor, so she simply laid in Garon's arms and curled up to sleep.

It was a good thing that Kong Yuan was working overtime today. Otherwise, who knew how much he would break down if he saw this scene.

The elder sister was being hugged by the younger brother on his lap. They slept in each other's arms. The level of intimacy was comparable to some honeymoon couples.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Garon slowly woke up. He felt something sticky on his chest, as if there was something heavy on his body.

When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Kong Xinxue's fair and pretty face close to his. Then, there was … drool that flowed three thousand feet down …

A huge amount of saliva was still dripping down from the corner of Kong Xinxue's mouth. It wetted his T-shirt from his chest and all the way down. Most of his pants were wet as well. It stuck to the white silk of Kong Xinxue's skirt and was almost translucent.

Wherever their bodies touched, there was a sticky feeling of saliva everywhere.

"Uh …" Garon had not been intimate with a woman for many years. Now that he was hugging a beauty in his arms, his blood and Qi started to flow faster. In order to pursue greater power, he had always viewed the matters between men and women as a land of tenderness and a waste of time. To prevent his willpower from being worn down, he had never purposely pursued such matters.

But if it was delivered to his mouth, he would not mind opening his mouth and eating it.

For example, right now …

Just as Garon was about to make his move, Kong Xinxue woke up.

Her awakening was a little strange. She did not open her eyes slowly. Instead, she opened them all at once. Her eyes were dazed for a moment before she quickly regained consciousness.

"Can you let go of me now?" she said coldly. She felt sticky all over and was extremely uncomfortable.

"Your skirt is soaked."

Garon laughed.

"It's my own water. It's none of your business!" Kong Xinxue's cheeks reddened as she argued. But she did not notice that her words seemed to be even more ambiguous.

"Alright, alright." Garon finally let go of her.

Kong Xinxue got up. Her skirt and white silk stuck to her skin, revealing the clear outline of her buttocks. She could clearly feel the hot and hard rod between Garon's legs pushing against her skirt. Instantly, her cheeks turned even redder.

"That's enough!" She covered her buttocks and turned around to face Garon. "If you dare tell Nine-Tailed Fox about what happened today, I'll kill you!!" she said fiercely. But in Garon's eyes, she looked like a little bunny throwing a tantrum.

"Yes, yes, yes …" Garon laughed.

*****

Yuria's house.

In the big brownish-red house, the door to the living room on the first floor was suddenly opened.

"I'm back! Mom! " Yuria, who had short black hair and was dressed in white sportswear, walked in. He took the key from the door and threw his backpack on the sofa.

"Mom?!"

He shouted loudly again.

There was no reply from the second floor.

"Has she gone out?"

Yuria closed the door and poured himself a glass of water from the water dispenser to quench his thirst. Then, he went up to the second floor.

"Mom?"

He pushed open the door to his mother's bedroom. Suddenly, his pupils shrank.

His mother's orange-yellow bedroom was a mess.

The clothes in the wardrobe were thrown everywhere. Cosmetics were scattered on the floor and the bed. A large part of the curtains was torn off. There was also a big hole in the window.

There were also some white and yellow scratches on the floor. He did not know what caused it.

Yuria walked in with a serious expression. He avoided the scratches and squatted down to check.

"It doesn't look like a fight … Maybe even if it was a fight, there was no entanglement. These rummaging traces were left behind later. The footprints on the floor covered the previous scratches … "

He calmly judged.

"There should be two groups of people here."

Although he was burning with anxiety, he knew that panic was useless. Only by being calm could he find the root of the problem faster and find clues!

He quickly found his mobile phone and called Yurijie directly.

Beep … It just rang once before the call was connected.

"Brother?"

"Mom is missing." Yuria did not waste any time and went straight to the point. (The novel "Mysterious Journey" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform. At the same time, there's a 100% chance of a lucky draw gift for everyone! Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign on the top right to "Add Friend", search for the public account "qdread" and follow it. Hurry!)

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