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Four hundred and twentieth chapters superb

Chapter 425: Superb

I remember when Qiao Ran threw darts at the Royal Club, he played double, which was much more difficult than throwing hearts.

Of course, compared to Qiao Ran's boomerang's precise technique, it can scratch the enemy's neck, and the depth can be accurately controlled, which will not kill the opponent, but also make the opponent lose the ability to attack. Ordinary darts are just a small game.

But the child in front of me, who looked only three or four years old, could throw darts with such accuracy.

This is absolute shooting genius!

Genius among geniuses.

After Qiao Ze'an finished throwing the darts, he raised his proud chin, with a proud look on his delicate and handsome face.

He was surrounded by little girls, all of them clapped their hands and shouted excitedly, their big eyes flashing with admiration, "So awesome, so handsome. I like you."

One of the most beautiful girls, who had the temperament of a cover model since she was a child, stepped forward and took Qiao Ze'an's arm, "Let's go, come play with me."

Qiao Ze'an's little brows furrowed. They were so boring. They were a bunch of old kids with low IQs. They were all so childish that they didn't know anything.

"Hmph. Don't you just know how to play darts?" The eight-year-old boy was sour. The more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became. He stepped forward and pulled the most beautiful little girl away, "You just promised to play with me."

"No, I don't want it. I want to play with him." The most beautiful little girl pointed at Qiao Ze'an, pursed her pink lips, and said in a milky voice.

"No. I'm going to teach him a lesson today." The eight-year-old boy stepped forward and grabbed Qiao Ze'an, "Don't go, you have the guts to compete with me in karate!" He has been practicing karate for several years. I don't believe he can still lose to this three-year-old boy.

A little baby of many years old.

The eight-year-old boy raised his hand and was about to hit Qiao Ze'an.

Suddenly his hand was held tightly by someone, unable to move.

The eight-year-old boy turned around and said angrily, "Who dares to stop this young master?"

Zuo Chenye held his hand tightly, and the light in his cold eyes made people shudder.

"Children, you can't bully children younger than you. You are much older than him, so it's not fair to fight." The other party is only a child after all, and his tone is considered gentle.

After saying that, he let go of his hand.

The eight-year-old boy's face turned red. When he saw Zuo Chenye let go of his hand, he turned around and ran away.

Qiao Ze'an looked at the eight-year-old boy who fled in defeat and shrugged, looking indifferent.

At the same time, he also declined invitations from other girls to play with him.

"I'm not going to play house. You go play on your own."

Zuo Chenye watched from the side and asked him jokingly, "Boy, I helped you just now. You didn't even say thank you."

"I didn't ask you to help me, it was your own choice." Qiao Ze'an glanced sideways at Zuo Chenye and recognized him as the man who bullied Mommy at the airport. He immediately lost his good temper.

"You." Zuo Chenye was speechless. This kid has a bad temper.

"Since you accepted the help, you should say thank you." Zuo Chenye lightly tapped his forehead.

Qiao Ze'an was even more unhappy, "Since you chose to help others, you shouldn't have wanted to repay others and ask others to say thank you."

Zuo Chenye couldn't laugh or cry. He lifted his chin. This child was so interesting. He spoke like an adult and had a cold and arrogant temperament, just like when he was a child.

Of course, being eloquent is not like me.

On the contrary, it looks a lot like Qiao Ran!

"Boy, you are so good at darts, who taught you?" Zuo Chenye asked tentatively. Having such a talent at just over three years old must come from genetics.

"Mommy. Mommy is awesome." Qiao Ze'an suddenly stopped mid-sentence and stopped talking.

He is very cautious and cannot reveal anything about Mommy outside casually.

Zuo Chenye was shocked, it was his mother who taught this child to play darts.

He instinctively thought of Qiao Ran. Among women, there is no other sharpshooter in the world who can use darts superbly and can be accurate to 0.01. Apart from Qiao Ran, there is no one else in the world.

Suddenly, his heart started beating fast.

Looking carefully, I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but the little boy in front of me does look a bit like Qiao Ran.

"Kid, what's your name?" Zuo Chenye smiled, his tone more gentle, "Let me introduce myself first, my name is Zuo Chenye."

Qiao Ze'an looked up, "Why should I tell you? Besides, I don't want to know who you are."

"" Zuo Chenye was speechless, he is such a cute little boy. He has such a cool personality.

He touched his pocket and came out temporarily. He didn't bring anything with him, let alone toys to entertain the children.

There is a state-of-the-art smart pen.

He took out the smart pen from his pocket and said, "Kids, look at this pen. It's AI smart. It can record music, search for the latest information online, and play it back. It's also an AI robot that can chat with you, and you can ask questions.

It’s all the questions you want to know.”

Qiao Ze'an's bright eyes stared at the novel pen in Zuo Chenye's hand. It was smart and sounded very interesting.

He likes these things the most.

Smart? You can also chat with him, which sounds very interesting.

It's much more interesting than playing with those little brats just now.

"Kid, who is your mother? Are you here too today?" Zuo Chenye couldn't help but continue to ask, "Just tell me and I will give you this pen to play with, okay?"

Qiao Ze'an frowned and said, "Uncle, you are trying to trick children, which is not good."

"" Zuo Chenye was even more speechless.

Uncle? Does he look that old? He is obviously so handsome and cool.

"No, that's the case. Maybe I know your mother. I used to know someone who was very good at darts. I want to know if she is your mother?" Zuo Chenye tried to explain. How can we say that he is?

What about kidnapping?

Qiao Ze'an rolled her eyes at him, "Since we know her, why don't you ask her yourself?"

He put his hands on his hips and said angrily, "Anyway, Mommy said, don't talk to people you don't know. I won't tell you anything."

""

Zuo Chenye was blocked by Qiao Ze'an and was completely speechless.

This terrible feeling has only been experienced by Qiao Ran.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't handle the child in front of him, who looked younger than four years old.

He simply doubted whether his IQ had deteriorated.

But suddenly, Zuo Chenye felt a little distressed when he looked at the handsome boy in front of him. Although he was wearing a well-made suit and looked well-fed, there was an inexplicable feeling of loneliness between his eyebrows.

Also, he is defensive and pretends to be mature. Compared with his peers, he is far better than others. He is not like a child at all.

What kind of environment created this boy to be so sensible and cautious since he was a child?
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