Super Zoo-Chapter 461 - 456: Trio Squad Sets Off

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This morning, I discovered that the internet was down, and I couldn’t get online until I had someone fix it, so today’s update is late. Instead of posting separately, I’ll release all four chapters together~~ Some people asked if I know how to work a router, the truth is I can only break it.

——————Separation——————

In the large living room, two women, one big and one small, were having a blast, violently swinging a giant sword at a panda-shaped plushie, which had a buttocks stuck out covered with a zoo’s logo…

The chubby panda was covering its head with its oversized paws, swinging back and forth, emitting a familiar voice.

"I’m wrong, I’m wrong, spare me, from now on I’ll certainly listen to my wife, I’ll certainly listen to my daughter…"

Although muffled, one could still recognize the voice from inside the panda; it was unmistakably Zhao Yun.

Suming was dumbfounded, the bag of honey in his hand silently slipping from his grasp without him even noticing.

"Yay? You’re here?!" The panda was the first to notice Suming’s arrival, and stood up, gesturing with its large paws towards Zhaoqian and Chengcheng, "Alright, alright, no more playing, Suming’s here."

"Big brother, you’re here!"

Chengcheng’s little face was covered with beads of sweat; she jumped down from the sofa and ran towards Suming with the giant sword in hand. Being an adult, Zhaoqian immediately blushed, feeling a bit awkward. She chuckled, walked around Zhao Yun, and casually swung the giant sword at Zhao Yun’s behind, muttering under her breath, ’Idiot, didn’t even shut the door!’

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"Good girl, go wash your face with your mom, and take this, you can make grapefruit honey water to drink, it’s very sweet…" Suming ruffled Chengcheng’s little head and then handed her the honey.

"Thank you, big brother." Chengcheng gave a sweet smile, showing off her two little dimples and carrying the bag of honey towards the kitchen.

Zhao Yun removed the panda headpiece, revealing a middle-aged man’s face with sharp and distinct features… Seeing his masculine face, Suming was even more speechless; was the person who had been inside the panda really him?

"Have you booked the ticket? Sit, sit…" Zhao Yun sat down on the sofa first, saw the sympathy in Suming’s face, and chuckled softly, explaining, "Married men have no rights, you’re not married, you’ll understand later."

"You’re making me very afraid of getting married." Suming lamented.

Who was Zhao Yun? In terms of looks, he had the stature of 1.78 meters that, with a bit of dressing up, could compete with Chen Daoming; in terms of ability, in his early forties, he was worth a billion, with shares in companies everywhere; when it came to his level of personal cultural knowledge, he was even more impressive, a top expert in the national antique industry with knowledge covering virtually all fields.

Such an exceptional man, after getting married, had turned into a sloppy old homebody, roaming around in pajamas printed with cartoon bears, dressing up as a giant fat panda to be beaten by his wife and child… The thought was simply unimaginable.

"It’s all because of that safety gear you created!" Zhao Yun patted his bulging belly with the paw of the big panda, "Chengcheng and Mrs. Zhao are both like children, just yesterday, Chengcheng was playing giant monkey, chased by her mom all over the house."

After chatting about trivial family matters, the conversation finally got to the heart of the matter.

"Helping look after a few companies for you, that’s no problem, but going to Iraq..." Zhao Yun raised his hand clad in a giant panda paw and scratched his chin thoughtfully.

His expression showed some anticipation but also some concern.

"Going to Iraq? There’s a war going on there!"

Zhaoqian came out with a plate of sliced watermelon, placed it on the table, and said, "Zhao, don’t you go stirring things up; you’re no spring chicken anymore. What if something happened to you in that godforsaken place? Not just Zhao, Suming, you shouldn’t go either. You’re young, don’t take your life for granted!"

"Right, there are so many bad people there!" Chengcheng clutched the giant sword, saying with a mournful look on her face.

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"Fine, the old can’t go, and the young can’t either," Zhao Yun laughed out loud, shrugging helplessly at Suming.

Married men are not free, with Zhaoqian’s words, Zhao Yun didn’t dare have any other thoughts.

Single men have their ties too. Nangong Yan and Suming had a spat all afternoon, her little face frosty, stiff as a washboard. In the end, it was Suming, after once again trading on his charms, who emerged victorious from a fierce battle. Nangong finally began to talk to him.

She couldn’t help but open her mouth, Nangong initially bit her lip to keep silent, but halfway through the charm-trading, she completely lost it, like a little leopardess, wildly shrieking and leaving scratch marks all over Suming’s chest and back...

"I mean, can’t you take care of yourself a little, going to such a dangerous place!" Nangong lay on Suming’s chest, her little eyebrows almost knitting together.

"Don’t worry, when have I ever done something I wasn’t sure of," Suming said with a grin, "I heard there are diamonds there, I’ll bring a few back for you! How good am I to you, eh?"

"Bullshit diamonds, I don’t want them, just come back safe! Besides, the Middle East has oil, South Africa has diamonds, don’t try to fool me." Nangong Yan bit her lip, fuming, "I’ve seen through you now. You listen to me with the small things, but with the big things, you always do whatever you want, hmph!"

"Hmph nothing, what did Nangong Family say?" Suming asked. Since learning about the Baghdad trip, Nangong Huang had been clinging to Suming, crying his heart out to go along. Suming didn’t dare take the initiative on this; Nangong was the only seedling in the family. If something happened to him on Suming’s watch, how would he face Nangong Yan in the future.

"You have the nerve to ask, my great-aunt is almost crying herself to death at home, but my uncle actually agreed!! He says that boys need to go through trials and tribulations to grow into real men, that this is a good opportunity..."

Nangong wore a perplexed look on her face, "I just don’t understand what you men are thinking in your heads!"

"All sperm brains..." Suming casually replied.

"Ah?! Get out of here!" Nangong slapped him on the chest with a smack, "Nangong Huang is just a kid, he’ll only cause trouble if he goes with you, and you’ll have to be distracted taking care of him."

"He’s not as fragile as you all think, don’t worry." Suming suddenly turned his head, asking with a grin, "Hey, let me ask you, if it came to a crisis, and I could either save myself or risk my life to save Nangong Huang, which one would you choose?"

Nangong Yan hadn’t expected Suming to come up with such a question, stared at him with wide eyes for a long time, then gritted her teeth as if carrying a huge mental burden, whispered, "I choose..."

Suming suddenly covered her little mouth, blocking whatever she was about to say next, and laughed loudly, "Silly girl, I’m just teasing you. Don’t worry, we will all come back safely!"

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Yangchuan International Airport.

Suming and Nangong Huang, each carrying a large travel case, were in line to exchange their boarding passes, but Su Meng was nowhere to be seen.

Before they even returned safely, Su Meng couldn’t go. The guy was too unlucky, during live-ammunition machine gun training, there was an accident, someone next door forgot to engage the safety, left the gun lying around, and it went off, a bullet going right through Su Meng’s side.

The kid who did it was scared stiff on the spot. Fortunately, no vital organs were hit, and he was fine with ten days to half a month’s rest. Although he could have gone pushed himself to go, Suming still made him stay back to recover. So the Baghdad trip became just between Suming and Nangong Huang.

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Suming, standing behind Nangong Huang, was about to enter the boarding gate when someone gently patted his shoulder from behind.

Turning around, there was Zhao Yun in his travel attire, with a suitcase, standing behind him, looking at him with a beaming smile.

"You..." Suming was startled, "Weren’t you put under house arrest by your wife?"

"Women, you’ve got to give them face, just soothe them behind the scenes and it’s all good. We big guys, we still have to call the shots when it counts, right?" Zhao Yun said with a big smile.