The Strongest Soldier in the City

"Hu Qingfeng, you and Qiu Yingjie should have met you too! Find them to do a favor. It should be more effective. I don't want to let our young wife go bankrupt. I'm still waiting for a soft meal." Chen Liuhe said with a smile .

Qin Ruohan said: "Liuhe, you want us to hang this real estate project under the name of Qingfeng Real Estate, so that you don't worry about sales, right?"

"Fortunately, you are not too stupid!" Chen Liuhe said with a smile.

Qin Ruohan happily kissed **** Chen Liuhe's face and smiled like a flower. Chen Liuhe helped them solve the most critical problem.

Half an hour later, Qin Ruohan left Chen Liuhe's office reluctantly and hurried to the meeting.

Watching Qin Ruohan's madman's back disappeared at the door of the office, Chen Liuhe shook his head with a smirk, turned on the computer, and began to browse the blockbuster body art treasures stored in the hard disk.

Having eaten at noon, Chen Liuhe began a boring, boring life. He lay in the office and slept for a whole afternoon, spending a proper amount of time.

In the evening, at more than eight o'clock, Chen Liuhe left the club and came to a large disco. The erosive men and women who twisted their bodies crazy with dance music did not make Chen Liuhe have much viewing interest. Came to an office on the second floor.

When he found Wang Jinbiao, the guy was holding a baseball bat and struck a man under the sack under the ground. When Chen Liuhe arrived, he put down the bat.

Chen Liuhe looked at the trembling person lying on the ground indifferently, and then looked at the blood stained on the ground. He calmly came to a chair and sat down, said to Wang Jinbiao: "Take the sack !"

Wang Jinbiao's men immediately took the sack away from the man's head. At that time, a middle-aged man's face appeared in the sight of everyone, but the appearance was very miserable, the nose was blue and the face was swollen, the corners of the eyes were cracked, and the blood was flowing. , Mouth and nose are bleeding.

"Oh, isn't this Sikong Ling, one of our three famous heroes in Hangzhou?

Chen Liuhe looked at each other condescendingly, and said with a smile: "What's going on? How could it be so miserable?"

This middle-aged man is not Sikong Ling, the youngest son of Sikong Xu, who is the owner of Sikong.

But who can think that Sikong Ling, who is always in front of others and who is domineering, will fall to this end, and he was beaten up in a sack, which is already beyond sight!

"I'll rush you, Chen Liuhe, Wang Jinbiao! You two shameless villains! What skill is it to use this shameless means? Let me put it when there is one!" A few seconds later, he adapted to the room The light of Sikong Ling saw Chen Liuhe and Wang Jinbiao scolding with anger.

Chen Liuhe sneered and shook his head, saying, "Sikong Ling, do you know? Only the weak will care what other people will do to deal with you! Only the weak will say what kind of skill it is!"

"Chen Liuhe, don't you want him to talk so much nonsense with me, and let me go!" Sikong Ling shouted: "Otherwise, our Sikong family can't spare you!"

"Can't spare me? Haha, then I want to see, how can you not get around me!" Chen Liuhe said lightly: "Do you think your Sikong family is really amazing? Do you think I dare not move you? I will Show it to you! I see how you can treat me!"

After all, Chen Liuhe waved his hand, and Wang Jinbiao picked up the baseball bat again, striking Sikong Ling with a fierce face, which made Sikong Ling howl again and again.

When Si Kongling's wailing sounds getting smaller and smaller, he will soon faint. Chen Liuhe stopped Wang Jinbiao. He stepped on Sikong Ling's head and looked down: "How is it now? I want to shout Your strength?"

"Chen Liuhe, you brute! You are dead, you are a sick tiger at the end of the road, you are the end of a crossbow! You can't be arrogant for a few days, you will soon be finished!" Sikong Ling stared at Chen Liuhe fiercely.

Chen Liuhe nodded his head lightly and said, "Well, it seems that your bones are very hard, and you have enough energy! Very well, the hardest thing for me is your kind of hard bones!"

Having said that, he looked at Wang Jinbiao again and was dissatisfied: "Did you not eat today? It seems that your means just now failed to impress our young master Sikong!"

Hearing the words, Wang Jinbiao grinned and asked his men to bring a toolbox. From the box, Wang Jinbiao found a small pair of medical tweezers. Then, he let his hands hold Si Kongling's palm firmly.

"Master Sikong, hey, the Sikong family is so powerful, I'm really scared! Are you trying to kill us? Then we don't have to be too polite to you, right? You are going to suffer a bit today."

Speaking, Wang Jinbiao pinched Si Kongling's fingernails with tweezers and said, "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt very much, just bear with me!"

Let's just say, Wang Jinbiao's face was extremely cruel and hard, accompanied by Skong Ling's heartbreaking cry, and his index finger's nails were uprooted by Wang Jinbiao. The pain was hard to imagine, and it was so painful. Ling Fen struggled and needed three or four people to hold him.

"Wang Jinbiao, shall I grass you? Chen Liuhe, shall I grass you! I will kill you, kill you!" Sikong Ling scolded sternly.

Wang Jinbiao continued to pull out two of Sikong Ling’s nails as usual, and Sikong Ling had lost his anger and fierceness. He was about to faint with pain, and pain and fear spread on his face.

"Chen Liuhe, what the **** do you want? Please, let me go, I shouldn't scold you, I'm wrong!" Sikong Ling began to cry for mercy.

Chen Liuhe just waved his hand and interrupted Wang Jinbiao's movements. He said, "I can't stand it so fast? I thought how hard your Sikong's bones are!"

Looking at the tears mixed with blood on Si Kongling's face, Chen Liuhe was disgusted and sneered: "When your Sikong family betrayed me, did you never expect such a day? Or, you have been I feel that Chen Liuhe is bullying? You have forgotten about the Qiao family, right? Then I don’t mind ringing the alarm for you!"

"Chen Liuhe, it's not my business. What does it have to do with us? If you want to find it, go to Lu Xiaozuo. If you have the ability, go to the Lu family to settle the accounts!" Si Kong Ling mourned.

"Don't worry, let's come one by one!" After all, Chen Liuhe turned to look at Wang Jinbiao and asked, "Is Sikong Xu informed that the old is not dead?"