The Strongest Soldier in the City

Hearing Chen Liuhe's words, the expressions of Concubine Du Yue, Wang Jinge, and Hong Xuanxuan in the ward were all slightly startled, and their beautiful eyes were filled with reluctance and sadness.

Chen Liuhe smiled slightly and said: "I am not afraid of Huang Wanwan, but at this moment, I don't have the time to fight with him, and I don't want Zhanhai to have any mistakes. I have more important things to deal with. , There is not much time left for me."

The three women were silent, pursing their lips. No one deliberately kept Chen Liuhe. It was not that they didn't want to, but that they all knew the seriousness of the matter.

"Now you are fine, I can leave without worry." Chen Liuhe said to Du Yuefei.

Concubine Du Yue nodded, holding Chen Liuhe's palm, and said: "I can let you go, but you must promise us a request."

"Say." Chen Liuhe smiled and said: "Don't say one, it means that one hundred and one thousand will be agreed."

"To live, no matter who your opponent is, no matter how strong your enemy is, you must promise us and survive anyway."

Du Yuefei said very seriously: "No matter when you are in a dangerous situation, you must not forget that there are still several women waiting for you, and will always wait for you! If you die, lose It’s not just your life alone."

"What will happen to them, I don't know, but I, Concubine Du Yue, will definitely go with you. The world without you is too boring." Du Yuefei looked straight into Chen Liuhe's eyes, seductively. There is firmness in her beautiful eyes.

"He's really going to die, I guess we won't be able to live." Hong Xuanxuan said, her tone was still cold, but these words directly warmed Chen Liuhe's heart.

Wang Jinge didn't make a statement, but looking at her appearance, there is no need to have much doubt about the result.

"Don't worry, I will live well. I know my life is not just my own life." Chen Liuhe smiled slightly and said softly, the determination and firmness revealed in his tone were extremely strong. .

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Chen Liuhe left, and in the morning of the next day, he took Nu Xiu and Guigu on the flight to Yanjing.

Before he left, he did not go to Bianzhou to visit Qin Ruohan and Qin Mo Nong.

Although Chen Liuhe missed them very much in his heart, this is not the time when his children are in love.

As long as everything is well, it is more important than anything else.

As long as they live well, they will have the rest of their lives for a long time.

In the winter, Yanjing has become cold, and there is heavy snow in the sky.

After getting off the plane, Chen Liuhe rushed to the hospital.

He received news that Zuo Anhua had been out of danger and had become conscious.

When Chen Liuhe rushed to the hospital, Zuo Anhua was already awake. Although very weak, it was enough to make Chen Liuhe ecstatic.

There does not need to be too much hypocrisy and politeness between the two brothers.

Chen Liuhe just said to Zuo Anhua: "You have suffered during this period of time. Fortunately, everything is over and you will be fine. As long as you live, you will be fine."

Zuo Anhua held Chen Liuhe's palm tightly, his eyes flushed, he pulled off the oxygen mask, and said with difficulty, "He Xiangdong..." Before he finished speaking, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

"Something has happened, and sadness can't solve the problem. All we can do is to live well. Only in this way can Xiangdong's spirit in the sky rest in peace."

Chen Liuhe endured the grief in his heart, comforting Zuo Anhua, and said, "Fortunately, you are still alive."

"Brother Huazi, Xiangdong didn't die in vain. Those who hurt him have already paid the price of blood. They died miserably, and there is no whole body. I have sent them to see King Yan." Chen Liuhe said .

Zuo Anhua nodded, his emotions calmed down a bit.

"Brother Huazi, take care of your injuries. I will personally take care of Xiangdong's funeral. He will go very well." Chen Liuhe said.

"Brother Huazi is useless. I couldn't help you take care of them." Zuo Anhua's eyes were full of self-blame. He hoped that the person who died was him, not Long Xiangdong. He would rather go for Long Xiangdong. die.

Chen Liuhe shook his head: "This has nothing to do with you, it's all my responsibility."

"You don’t need to blame yourself. In fact, we have known for a long time that there will be sacrifices in this game. I believe it is not only Xiangdong, but also those of us who are still alive, who are not ready to face death at any time. What?" Murong Qingfeng walked up and said.

"That group of people deserve to die, I will kill them myself." Chen Liuhe said word by word, with majestic killing intent in his eyes.

The sound of high heels came from the door, and Su Wanyue received the news of Chen Liuhe's return to Beijing, and immediately put down all the work and came.

After a long time, Su Wanyue and Chen Liuhe met again, without uncontrollable madness and excitement.

The heavy atmosphere in the ward allowed Su Wanyue, a sensible woman, to control her inner joy well.

She just came silently behind Chen Liuhe, gently held Chen Liuhe's palm, and looked at Chen Liuhe distressedly.

Chen Liuhe squeezed a smile without saying much.

Leaving the hospital, Chen Liuhe and Su Wanyue walked on the street.

The sky was full of snow and the weather was cold, the streets looked a lot bleak, and there were not many pedestrians.

"Sorry, this period of time has made you scared." Chen Liuhe took Su Wanyue's palm and said softly.

Su Wanyue nestled gently beside Chen Liuhe, with water-like tenderness on her face, and said, "I'm afraid, but I'm not afraid of what will happen to me. I'm just afraid that I will never see you again. "

"Stupid." Chen Liuhe said distressedly.

Su Wanyue smiled, squeezed into Chen Liuhe's arms, and Chen Liuhe embraced Su Wanyue.

The two of them walked along the way like this. There was not much communication, nor the madness and excitement of Xiaodi’s victory over Xinhuan. Everything seemed so plain and peaceful, but there was a feeling of harmony.

Between them, there is no need to talk too much, and each other's hearts have already been imprinted together.

Early the next morning, while Su Wanyue with a happy smile on her face was still asleep, Chen Liuhe quietly got up and left the villa.

He will not do anything next, and the first thing to do is to help Long Xiangdong complete his funeral, and he must personally watch the end for his good brother.

Under Chen Liuhe's management, Long Xiangdong's funeral affairs are in full swing and the scenery is boundless.

The mourning hall is located at the headquarters of the Dragon Club.

Long Xiangdong is an orphan and has no relatives alive.

Chen Liuhe personally draped Long Xiangdong's mat and filial piety, and stood beside Long Xiangdong's cold coffin to greet the guests who came to worship.