Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

After God F was hidden, Jiang Zhen created a virtual identity on the Internet. In the name of that identity, the software that Master gave him should be sold and given away. He made money and made contacts. .

In a blink of an eye, Jiang Zhen was fifteen years old. During this period, he had accumulated a large sum of money, and his height also increased rapidly with the money.

This year, Jiang Zhen's height jumped to 1.75 meters. Although he is very thin, his thin muscles burst out, but he has amazing power.

In the morning, Jiang Zhen was doing push-ups on the floor in the small room. Duan Wuhao opened the door and saw that he was exercising seriously, and he tweeted twice. He squatted down and squeezed the muscles on Jiang Zhen's arm, and sighed, "Who would have thought that the weak chicken back then had muscles."

Jiang Zhen slapped the nasty hand with disgust, "Did the sports car go last night?"

Duan Wuhao gave a hum. "I'm going out today. I don't need to make lunch for me." Duan Wuzhuo usually rests at home during the day and doesn't go out without important things.

Jiang Zhen asked him: "What do you do?"

"Guess..." Duan Wuzhuo sat down on Jiang Zhen's waist, pressing Jiang Zhen directly on the ground. Jiang Zhen took a deep breath and yelled: "Get up, treat me as a stool, right?"

Duan Wuchao: "My sister died today."

Jiang Zhen couldn't move.

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Jiang Zhen knew that Duan Wuzhuo had a good sister who was a cow and a horse for him. He should indeed worship on the anniversary of her death.

Duan Wuzheng shook his head, "No need."

Duan Wuchao and Jiang Zhen ate a few bites of breakfast, and then went out carrying a bag of fruit. Jiang Zhen stood at the window, staring at Duan Wuhao who was sitting in a broken car and driving away. He thought of his sister and missed her a little.

He picked up his coat and went to the station to buy a ticket to the county seat.

Jiang Zhen didn't dare to wander around the home of her sister's adoptive parents, fearing that if she was discovered, she would be discovered by her adoptive parents. After Jiang Bi was taken away, he studied at home for a year and then entered the sixth grade.

Jiang Zhen is going to take the entrance exam in the third year of this year. Jiang Bi's adoptive parents deliberately trained her to become a painter, and Jiang Zhen began to receive professional painting training at the age of ten.

Today is Saturday, Jiang Zhen did not go to her school, and went directly to the studio where she was.

This studio is located by a small river.

Jiang Bi moved the easel to the open-air balcony on the river, sketching against the mountains in the distance.

In just five years, Jiang Bi's appearance was completely opened, and the person grew taller. She was wearing a plaid shirt and jeans, with her hair casually tied behind her head, sitting quietly and painting seriously, her appearance was particularly attractive.

Jiang Zhen looked at Jiang Bi from a distance, and saw that his sister was doing well, and he felt that everything was worth it. Jiang Zhen was about to leave, and Jiang Bi suddenly turned his head and looked at the street diagonally behind him.

Jiang Bi saw Jiang Zhen at a glance. Although Jiang Zhen's appearance was still very young and tender at this time, he was also handsome. He would easily be noticed once he stood in the crowd.

The siblings have not seen each other for five years. Jiang Bi's impression of Jiang Zhen has been blurred. She stared at the tall young man on the street in a daze, and felt a familiar feeling in her heart, vaguely guessing the identity of this person.

Jiang Bi put down the paintbrush, walked to the edge of the balcony fence, stared at Jiang Zhen with tears in his eyes, and shouted something silently with his mouth open.

Jiang Zhen recognized that she was calling brother.

He hesitated between just turning around and leaving, or staying and talking to Jiang Bi for a while. In the end, Jiang Zhen couldn't resist the miss for his sister, and slowly walked downstairs in the studio, looking up at Jiang Biyao.

After a while, Jiang Zhen curled up his mouth and smiled: "Girl, I've grown up, I didn't recognize you."

Jiang Bi suddenly covered his lips and began to cry. "...brother."

The adoptive parents didn't know that Jiang Bi had an older brother, and decided to adopt her because they thought she was a helpless orphan. If you know that Jiang Bi still has an older brother, and the two have met in private, you will definitely feel uncomfortable.

Jiang Zhen was reluctant to disturb his sister's current peaceful life, and did not dare to go upstairs to talk to Jiang Bi for a while, or give a hug.

The two were chatting directly across two floors. Jiang Zhen said to Jiang Bi: "Go on for the high school entrance exam. If you get a good test score, my brother will give you a gift."

Jiang Bi didn't care about the gifts. She asked Jiang Zhen, "Brother, how are you doing?"

"I'm fine now." With food, a place to live, and money, and his younger sister has her own family, Jiang Zhen is more satisfied than ever.

Jiang Zhen saw that Jiang Bi seemed to be doing well, and was a little relieved. Jiang Zhen caught a glimpse of Jiang Bi's art teacher coming out, turned around and left. The siblings met again after five years, and they talked for only two minutes before hurriedly ending.

When Jiang Zhen returned to Nanxing City, Duan Wuhao had already returned.

Duan Wuzheng's expression looked stern, as if something bad had happened. Seeing Jiang Zhen coming back, he asked without looking up: "Where have you been?"

"Go out and turn around." Jiang Zhen closed the door. Seeing that Duan Wuhao was holding the red brick with a long history in his hand, he couldn't help asking: "Are you waiting for me to come back, ready to hit me?"

This piece of red brick Wuhao had to be lifted several times a day, but never really greeted Jiang Zhen once. This man looks fierce, but he is actually a kind person.

Duan Wuzheng shook his head and said: "Don't underestimate this brick, there is a treasure in my brick." He smiled mysteriously and asked Jiang Zhen: "Do you believe it or not?"

Jiang Zhen pouted, "The house is rented, and the computer is second-hand. I picked it up by you. Do you think you look like someone with a treasure?"

Duan Wuzhao was speechless by Jiang Zhen.

He threw the slab beside the bed and said, "I'm hungry, I want to drink some wine tonight, Jiang Qin, give me the whole spicy chicken and drink with me two glasses."

Jiang Zhen knew most of the Chinese characters and already knew that he was called Jiang Zhen, not Jiang Qin. He corrected Duan Wuhao, "My name is Jiang Zhen."

"What's the truth, it sounds nice without Qin's." Duan Wuzhuo was about to call him Jiang Qin.

Jiang Zhen shrugged, "Uncultured." He decided not to care about Duan Wuhao.

Jiang Zhen went downstairs to the opposite vegetable market to buy a chicken, went back to his house and made a pot of spicy chicken, brought it to the table, and shouted Duan Wuhao to eat. Duan Wuchao seemed to be particularly dazed today, and he didn't respond to Jiang Zhen's first call to him.

"Eat!" Jiang Zhen yelled when he walked up to Duan Wuzheng, and Duan Wuzheng recovered, got up and walked to the table to sit down.

He unscrewed a small pot of wine, poured himself a glass, and gave Jiang Zhen another glass. Jiang Zhen stared at the wine and said solemnly: "I'm underage."

Duan Wuzheng: "It's okay, I'm not a policeman, I won't arrest you and go to jail."

Jiang Zhen had nothing to say, and took a sip of the wine.

Putting down the wine glass, he clamped a piece of chicken and bit into it blankly. Duan Wuzheng was also very silent, only drinking and eating quietly, with a worried expression.

"What's wrong with you today?" Jiang Zhen put down his chopsticks and asked.

"Do you really want to listen?" Duan Wuzheng said with an inscrutable look: "I have heard some things, but I want to lose my ears. Are you still listening?"

Jiang Zhen looked at her speechlessly.

Duan Wuzheng laughed twice before saying: "Someone has digged my sister's grave."

Jiang Zhen's expression suddenly changed. He wasn't sure if Duan Wuhao was joking or was serious. Jiang Zhen looked at Duan Wuhao's expression and realized that it was most likely true.

What kind of grievances must there be to plan people’s graves many years after death?

"Can you guess who did it?" Jiang Zhen asked.

"The man my sister used to talk to was a drug lord. Her death directly sent the man to jail. That year, the man was sentenced to life, and then it became twenty years, and then his sentence was reduced because of his good performance. After only sixteen years in it, he came out."

Duan Wuzheng swallowed the final spit of hot wine, and said muffledly: "Last week, that man came out." After coming out, he took someone to dig the grave of Duan Wuzheng sister.

No wonder Duan Wuhao is so strange today.

Jiang Zhen didn't know how to comfort Duan Wuhao, so he put the chicken drumstick he had reserved for tomorrow to eat in Duan Wuhao's bowl.

"Eat meat."

Duan Wuzheng looked at the fat chicken leg and couldn't help laughing. "Boy, according to my age, I can also be your dad." Duan Wuzhuo is 42 years old, indeed the age to be Jiang Zhen's father.

Jiang Zhen sneered, "Why do you want to recognize me as a son?" In fact, they had lived together for five years, Duan Wuhao treated him well, Jiang Zhen had long respected Duan Wuhao as a dad.

Don't look at him always mocking Duan Wugui, in fact he hates and respects this man in his heart.

He gave them brothers and sisters anew.

This kindness, Jiang Zhen will never end his life.

Duan Wushao smiled a little scornfully. He pointed at Jiang Zhen with his chopsticks and asked him, "Do you want to recognize me as godfather?"

"Father." Jiang Zhen didn't have any burdens, so he opened his mouth and called out father.

Duan Wushao was stunned, then laughed. "For my father, there is nothing good for you." Duan Wuzhao went back to the room, and when he came out, he was holding a brick in his hand.

Jiang Zhen frowned, "So you decided to beat me up?" That was really a special meeting ceremony.

Duan Wuzheng shook his head. He patted the slab against Jiang Zhen hard, and said with a smile: "This is a family heirloom. It passed from my sister to me. I will pass him to you today. Boy, you have to protect Good heirloom of our Duan family."

Jiang Zhen couldn't laugh or cry. "You were beaten by your sister too?" Jiang Zhen stared at the brick and said, "Do I have to pass it on to my son in the future."

Duan Wuzheng narrowed his eyes and said inexplicably: "There is no such day."

Jiang Zhen misunderstood the meaning of Duan Wuhao, frowned and said displeased: "Do you think I didn't get married and have children the day?"

"You are handsome, you are the favorite look of women with a little white face, you can marry a wife." Duan Wuzhao said.

Jiang Zhen heard this, but was not comforted.

After eating, when Jiang Zhen cleared the table, he easily threw the heirloom brick to the ground.

The next day was when Jiang Zhen went to the underground boxing gym.

Now that Jiang Zhen is getting better and better, Duan Wuzheng rarely sees him punching. So when Jiang Zhen was carrying a bag on his back to go to the boxing gym, he was a little surprised to see Duan Wuzheng still at home.

"You didn't go out in a sports car?"

"I didn't live today, let me go to the boxing gym with you to check your results this year."

"Let's go."

Duan Wuchao went to the boxing gym with Jiang Zhen, Jiang Zhen changed his clothes and sat in the backstage waiting, Duan Wuchao sat next to him.

Through the surveillance TV, Duan Wuhao saw a burly man on the ring being kicked out of the ring by his opponent. He suddenly turned his head to look at the young boy beside him and asked, "What do you want to do in the future?"

Jiang Zhen seldom talks about the future, so when he hears such a question suddenly, he still feels a little strange. He pondered for a while before saying: "I haven't thought about it for now."

"You may not remember. When you first followed me, you said something. You said that uneducated people can only fight, and educated people let people do it."

Jiang Zhen no longer remembers these words, but he still thinks so in his heart. "Well, then the ego can say such things, I really am a talent."

Duan Wuchao: "..."

"If you have money in the future, just find a relaxing job and stop punching. Few people who fight black punches have a good end."

Jiang Zhen knew that there was no way out for black boxing, but he was a little surprised. He didn't expect Duan Wuzheng to say this to himself. "You look like a kind and good father tonight."

When Jiang Zhen was on the court, he got up and walked two steps forward, then suddenly looked back at Duan Wuhao again. Said: "Father, when I have money, I will take you and my sister to live in my big house, and we will support you."

Duan Wuzhao glanced at him with a particularly gentle look, and then said, "Okay."

Mu Feng fought for five years, except for the occasional loss in the first two years, now he will not lose again. Therefore, every time Jiang Zhen comes to power, everyone will bet on him. He always makes people make money without winning, and he is very popular.

In this game, Jiang Zhen was fighting a 26-year-old boxer who was strong and taller than him, and had more experience than him, but he didn't have his desperate brutality. The two confronted each other on stage for a long time, and in the end it was Jiang Zhen's victory.

Jiang Zhen sat on a stool to rest, and the boxing gym staff took the initiative to relax his muscles and wiped his sweat with a towel.

"Where is my agent?" Jiang Zhen asked the staff of the boxing gym.

The other party said: "Someone is looking for your agent, he has no time to come right now."

"Oh?"

Jiang Zhen frowned and pondered for a moment before grabbing the towel from the staff and walking towards the backstage.

Jiang Zhen walked down the stairs, before reaching the lounge, he looked at Duan Wushu. Duan Wuzheng was indeed surrounded by two people, but they were two unkind people.

The two strange men are very strong, one of them has a scar on his neck, like an ugly centipede sticking to his neck.

The two were almost unscathed.

When Jiang Zhen saw this scene, he knew that these two people had come to trouble Duan Wuhao.

Jiang Zhen was about to go forward to help Duan Wuhao to relieve the siege, and Wuhao found him at this time. Duan Wuzheng shook his head at him. He was warning Jiang Zhen, telling him not to act rashly and not to approach him.

Duan Wuzheng said a word with his lips. After Jiang Zhen saw clearly what he was saying, his mind suddenly buzzed.

——They have guns.

These are the original words of Duan Wuhao.

Jiang Zhen squeezed his fist and was nailed to the ladder, afraid to move.

Seeing that Jiang Zhen didn't rush forward rashly, Duan Wuhao was relieved.

Duan Wuchao was afraid that the two men would find Jiang Zhen, and they would hurt Jiang Zhen. He said, "Let's go out and talk about something. If you see blood here, you can't explain it to the boxing gym owner.

Being able to secretly open an underground boxing gym in Nanxing City, the boss naturally has a background. The two people hesitated on their faces and touched Duan Wujiao once to confirm that this person was not in danger, and then they took him out with his arm.

Jiang Zhen followed two steps calmly.

When he was about to be taken out of the rest area, Duan Wuhao suddenly turned around and said two words in Jiang Zhen's mouth. But Jiang Zhen's mind was messed up at the time, and he couldn't distinguish his lips clearly.

Jiang Zhen subconsciously opened his lips to imitate Duan Wuhao's lip shape, and uttered two words uncertainly: "Move bricks?" Jiang Zhen knew he had understood it wrong, but he couldn't understand what Duan Wuhao was talking about.

The two stuffed Duan Wuhao into a car.

Jiang Zhen was about to catch up. At this moment, the boxing gym female owner suddenly came over and pressed a white jade hand on Jiang Zhen's shoulder.

Jiang Zhen turned his head slightly and stared at the female boss. "let me go!"

The boss is a very plump middle-aged woman, wearing a yellow floral skirt with a low-open neckline showing a white floral breast. She touched Jiang Zhen's chin with her nailed finger, and said in an implicit warning: "What are you going to do? Are you going to die?"

Jiang Zhen: "Duan Wuchao is in danger."

Duan Wuzheng and the boss have some friendship. The boss shook his head and said, "That's the poisonous scorpion man. The poisonous scorpion used to be the most powerful person in our area. Duan Wuhao can't come back. If you follow along, you won't be able to."

"Children, for the sake of my friendship with Duan Wuhao, I advise you not to die."

Jiang Zhen knew that he might not be able to save Duan Wuhao by following, but he couldn't do it if he watched Duan Wuhao go to death.

Jiang Zhen took the boss's hand away, followed up with a step.

The proprietress sneered, "Little chicken, dare to fight wolves after a few years of punching.

Jiang Zhen followed the wheel to a cliff on the coast.

When he arrived, he saw Duan Wuzheng kneeling on the ground under the burly man, and opposite him stood a middle-aged man in a flowered shirt. The man looked at the short and chubby, but he had a face that made people scared.

Jiang Zhen saw the gun in the man's hand. He subconsciously lay down and hid in the grass, widening his eyes and watching the scene ahead nervously.

The grass beside him was rustling by the sea breeze, and in the distance, the sound of their conversation passed into Jiang Zhen's ears.

"Did your sister give you something?" The fat man who was regarded as a poisonous scorpion questioned Duan Wuhao, while pressing the muzzle of the pistol against Duan Wuhao's eyebrows and spinning vigorously.

That was the first time Jiang Zhen saw something like a gun, and his body shuddered subconsciously.

Duan Wuzhuo laughed, and he said, "No. Go to my house and search it. If it is true, it should have been found?" Duan Wuzhuo didn't believe that they could find useful things.

"Dead duck mouth is hard!" The fat man raised his gun and threatened Duan Wuhao: "I'll give you one minute. You think about whether you want to tell it or not. If you don't say it, then I will send you to see your sister! Didn't forget, when your sister fell downstairs, her body was in two halves..."

Duan Wuchao stared at the poisonous scorpion fearlessly. He said, "Not only do I remember how my sister died, I also remember how you were taken away by handcuffs."

"Fuck!" The poisonous scorpion raised his gun and slammed it hard at Duan Wuhao's head. With that hit, Duan Wuhao's scalp was bloody.

The blood flowed down Duan Wuhao's eyes, and his sight turned into a bright red color. "Poisonous scorpion, you just played me to death, and I won't tell you the whereabouts of that thing."

"Very good! Very good!"

"Pull out his teeth!"

When the poisonous scorpion gave an order, the two men took out the pliers, one by one, and pulled out Duan Wu's mouth full of teeth.

Duan Wujiao's mouth was pinched, his teeth were uprooted, and the waves of pain caused him to faint. There was a weird cry of pain in his mouth, which sounded like a devil roaring on the seashore in the dark night.

In this world, there are real demons. They kill people without opening their eyes, and treat people's lives as grass.

Jiang Zhen covered her mouth with her hand, and did not dare to make a sound.

Duan Wuzheng finally fainted with pain, and he didn't tell the whereabouts of what they wanted.

In the end, the fat man became impatient, and shot Duan Wushu away. Jiang Zhen's eyes widened in horror, and saw that they tied a stone to Duan Wuhao's body and threw him off the cliff.

"Keep on looking for me! Duan Wuhao must have hidden things! It's impossible to disappear!" The poisonous scorpion gloomily scanned the endless grass in front of him, cursing: "TM's!"

"Big brother, Duan Wuzheng has been following a little fur boy for several years, do you think he gave things to that little fur boy?"

"Oh? Catch that thing too! I don't believe it, I can't find it!"

A group of people left arrogantly, ready to catch Jiang Zhen.

Jiang Zhen lay on the grass for six hours. When it was almost dawn, he was sure that those people would not return. Then he got up and stumbled to the edge of the cliff.

He only saw the boundless sea, not Duan Wuhao's body.

Jiang Zhen stared at the boundless sea, feeling sad.

The death of Duan Wuzheng made Jiang Zhen understand the truth about Ma Shan being bullied by others. He swears that he must become strong and will never be despised by others!

Those people are still searching his whereabouts, Jiang Zhen definitely can't go home, nor can he go to the boxing gym. He hid outside by himself for half a month, confirmed that there were no poisonous scorpions near the rented house, and then ran back.

The rent was turned over by someone, and it was messy, his computer was broken, and Duan Wuhao's things were turned over.

Jiang Zhen sat in the living room and stared at the old photos of Duan Wuhao taken in the boxing ring when he was young. His eyes suddenly became red. Duan Wuzhuo may not be a good person, but he is the best person Jiang Zhen has ever met.

What are those people looking for? What were the two words Uncle Duan said to him before he was taken away?

What does he want to tell him?

Jiang Zhen cleaned up the valuables, and when he closed the door and was about to leave, he glanced at the red tiles on the floor beside the dining table. Jiang Zhen couldn't help thinking of the scene where Duan Wuzheng tried to pump him every time after he ran away.

This thing is also a family heirloom for three generations, so let's take it away.

Jiang Zhen picked up the bricks and put them in the bag, quickly went downstairs, put on the hoodie and left. The top priority now is to buy a computer. With a computer, he can find a way out.

Jiang Zhen disguised himself and went to the Computer City to buy a top-notch computer. He cashed out his money and used his virtual identity to book a room in a high-end hotel.

He checked into the hotel and slept in peace of mind.

When he woke up, Jiang Zhen went to take a bath, opened his schoolbag and saw the brick. He picked up the brick, put it in his hand and weighed it, only to find that there was something wrong with the brick.

Where is such a light brick!

Jiang Zhen stared at the brick, his eyes flickered.

[This is a family heirloom, passed from my sister to me, I will pass him to you today. Boy, you must protect our Duan family heirloom. 】

The words Duan Wuhao said when he passed the Banzhuan to him came out of Jiang Zhen's mind. Now that I think about it, there is obviously something in the words.

This thing belongs to sister Duan Wuhao!

After Duan Wuzhuo discovered that his sister's tomb was planed, the first thing he did after returning was to pass this inconspicuous brick to him. He was confessing the relic!

Jiang Zhen realized something, and his heartbeat suddenly became faster.

This thing...

Jiang Zhen pinched the two ends of the slab and tried his best to break it in the middle.

Snapped--

The slab became two halves, and there was a hollow in the middle, with a pack of small white round pills hidden inside!

Jiang Zhen has lived in Nanxing City for so many years, so naturally he knows what crime the people here rely on. This thing is almost always that thing. What can make a poisonous scorpion worry about for more than ten years, can it be an ordinary thing!

Jiang Zhen squeezed the hot potato in his hand, only feeling tricky.

The poisonous scorpion continued to look for him, and sooner or later he would be found. He was found and it was fine, but the harmful things could not be found.

Sister and brother Duan Wushao haven't destroyed it for so many years. Obviously, this thing is useful.

Why didn't Duan Wuzhuo give this thing to the police?

Can he believe those people?

Jiang Zhen thought about it, and finally decided to hide this thing first, and then give it to someone who can trust it.

Jiang Zhen hid things overnight, and when he returned to the hotel, he saw a report saying that someone had reported the underground boxing gym in Nanxing City, which was under investigation.

At this time, these ordinary people knew that there was an underground boxing gym in Nanxing City.

Jiang Zhen realized that the poisonous scorpion gang was forcing him to show up at this time, and he was the one who caused the underground boxing gym. He could do nothing but say sorry to the proprietress in his heart.

It is impossible for him to take the initiative to go out and die.

During the days of hiding, Jiang Zhen had been using messages from the leaders of Nanxing City. After a few days, Jiang Zhen finally decided who should give the pill.

Two months ago, Kyoto sent an important person to Nanxing City to sit in the town. This adult was named Han Yueyun. I heard that this Han Yueyun was born in a family of generals, with an extraordinary background, and no one dared to offend him.

He came here to rectify the chaotic Nanxing City.

Everyone said that Mr. Han was upright, he was an iron tiger. If he handed this thing to the other party, the other party would definitely investigate this matter seriously.

But the question is, how should he hand this thing into the other's hands?

It was obviously inappropriate to send express, but his humble status was unable to approach Han Yueyun.

What should I do?

Jiang Zhen went to check the identity of Han Yueyun, but found nothing else, but found that Han Yueyun had a pair of children. The daughter was one year younger than him and the son was still in elementary school.

Jiang Zhen finally decided to start with Han Wangwang, who was close to him.

He hacked Han Wangwang's computer and monitored that this girl likes to listen to DJs, so he opened an account on Weibo to post some classic DJ live videos and occasionally a professional DJ tutorial.

After spending a few days keeping the account for a few days, Jiang Zhen pushed his account to Han Wangwang's Weibo.

Han Wangwang quickly discovered the other party. She entered Jiang Zhen's Weibo and found that Jiang Zhen had 30,000 followers, and there were hundreds of comments under each video, and she thought this was a big brother.

Han Wangwang followed him silently.

Knowing that Han Wangwang likes DJ great Martin Garris, Jiang Zhen specially put on a live performance video of Martin Garris on Weibo. On the night the video was sent, Jiang Zhen received a private message from Han Wangwang.

Han Wangwang: [Miss Sister, how long have you been DJing? 】

The little sister was silent before telling the truth: [I am a boy. 】

Han Wangwang: [Sorry, I'm sorry. ] Knowing that he was a boy, Han Wangwang suddenly lost interest in this man.

Jiang Zhen was a little confused.

Is he guilty of being a boy?

Why is this girl so double-standard?

Jiang Zhen: [I am a male, don't I deserve to play DJ? 】

Han Wangwang said: [Your DJ is very professional, and you must have passed many people. 】

Jiang Zhen: "..."

Jiang Zhen: [Why see. 】

Han Wangwang: [My little cousin said that the more a boy who can play DJ, the more he can make up his sister. 】

Jiang Zhen silently complained: Is your little cousin the Monkey King? Do you think he has glaring eyes?