352 King Kongs Intention (2/2)

Xiao Luo, looking a little confused, stared back into King Kong's angry eyes and deep furrows formed between his eyebrows—he had mixed emotions; on the one hand, he preferred that this conflict would be ended quickly, while on the other, he was ready to take on any further threats.

The crowd of NSA fighters murmured in fear and trepidation as they noticed King Kong's sudden change in expression, and expected that he would strike out at Xiao Luo.

None of them had witnessed a fight between two Grade-S agents, and they could only imagine the mayhem and chaos that would ensue in such a conflict. Would there be a need for the Bureau guards to intervene? Would they have to strafe the field in a hail of machinegun fire?

Undoubtedly, all of the soldiers understood King Kong's sudden change in behavior, for, aside from Lady Poison, no fighter within the NSA would dare to disrespect King Kong, and his word was the law. So, for this man, going by the name of ”Mie,” to attack Ren Maohao after King Kong had asked for his release, was an affront to his reputation and pride; a provocation as far as King Kong was concerned.

”Mr. King Kong, Mr. Gu, and Mr. Dongfang want to see us…” Ji Siying said.

King Kong immediately waved his hands and stopped her. ”Don't use the directors' names against me. My very presence over here is by their order, and I came to resolve this conflict.”

”Sir, isn't the conflict already resolved now?”

Ji Siying tried her best to find a way out for Xiao Luo, but even as a liaison officer, she had to be very cautious when dealing with King Kong. He wasn't a mere Grade-A fighter like Ren Maohua; there was an enormous gap between their levels. A single Grade-S operator could crush more than a dozen Grade-A soldiers with little trouble. She had gone through King Kong's files before, and whenever he went into a rage during a mission, he would smash his enemies together and turn them into a pile of mincemeat. He could be very cruel when he was in an enraged state.

”Resolved?”

King Kong snorted, pointing angrily at Ren Maohua, who had passed out, and yelled, ”Look at him, you call this resolved?”

”So, what do you actually want now?”

Everyone was shocked to silence, while Ji Siying froze instantly and felt like her soul had left her body. The one who spoke was Xiao Luo, and his voice was calm as he continued to gaze steadily into King Kong's eyes without flinching.

”I want nothing!”

King Kong's voice thundered as a hideous expression suddenly washed over his face, and his eyes were filled with rising fury. ”I just want to beat you down... or maybe, it is you who wants to beat me down?!”

Xiao Luo frowned—it would seem that there would be no end to this conflict. Initially, he had thought this man was neutral, but now, he couldn't help thinking that King Kong had already decided the moment he arrived on the scene. It would not have mattered whether Xiao Luo kicked Ren Maohua or not, as this man would still come up with a reason to fight him. Xiao Luo could tell from the look in this person's eyes—his desire to fight had been hidden earlier, but at the moment, his intention was unmistakable.

”Mr. King Kong, please do not cause any trouble. Don't force the NSA to deploy the guards…”

”You're really noisy!”

King Kong was incensed. He yelled to shut Ji Siying up as he raised his hand to slap her in the face.

King Kong's slap was only delivered at a slow speed, but it would still have been a hefty blow. Ji Siying could sense the aura of his power as the lethal hand headed toward her, making her hairs stand on end, and instinctively, she raised her arm to block it. But Xiao Luo was one step faster than her, and in a split second, he stuck his left palm out to intercept the blow, clasping King Kong's wrist firmly before any damage could be inflicted.

”If you wish to fight, I'm willing to keep you company. There's no need to go rough on a lady!” Xiao Luo snarled.

”Interesting, I'm starting to like you a little bit more.”

King Kong chuckled, no longer concealing his true intentions. From the moment he saw Xiao Luo's display of strength, he had already made up his mind to compete with Xiao Luo. It had nothing to do with Ren Maohua at all, for an opponent like Xiao Luo gave him an inexplicable sense of thrill and excitement—for, like all true champions, there was a constant need to prove that he was still the best.

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