Ultimate Pawn

Qiu's Building, ninety-nine floors.

Executive Director Li Fei, with a group of members in suits and shoes, came to the conference room.

"Mr. Li, you are waiting here for a while, Mr. Qiu will come soon after handling the matter at hand."

Secretary Sun Xue entertained them into the conference room and said.

Li Fei nodded and said with a gentle attitude, "Don't worry, I'm here today to re-negotiate with Mr. Qiu and make money in harmony."

"Secretary Sun, go ahead and work, we are here, just take a short rest."

Sun Xue nodded, turned and left the meeting room.

When I saw that Secretary Sun had left the meeting room.

The curvature of Li Fei's mouth is slightly strange.

Under the gold-framed glasses, his pupils flashed deeply.

He lifted his head slightly, his gaze motioned to the people beside him.

Next to him, several men in black suits nodded and immediately began to do their work.

A man stepped forward and closed the door of the meeting room.

In the meeting room, a group of people moved quickly and pulled out a black electronic device from a black suit.

This is a time bomb!

The assembly was completed quickly, and then they coldly installed the time bomb under the desk in the conference room.

The whole process was silent.

There is no trace.

After handling everything, Li Fei nodded in satisfaction, the curvature of the corners of his mouth became deeper.

He just sat in the meeting room indifferently and waited for nearly ten minutes.

Finally, there was a sound of high heels outside the meeting room.

The Qiu Yi people arrive.

Secretary Sun Xue opened the door of the meeting room.

Qiu Yiren walked into the meeting room with long hair and shawl and a **** skirt.

"Mr Qiu, I have been admiring my name for a long time. When I saw him today, it was Li's third life." Li Fei's face was deep, with a concealed smile at the corners of his mouth. He gently got up and stretched out his hand to shake Qiu Yi.

However, Qiu Yiren just nodded slightly and didn't... mean to shake hands with him.

Li Fei was slightly embarrassed and withdrew his hand. At the same time, the pupils under the frame of his frame flashed with an imperceptible coldness.

"Mr. Li, what's the matter? I'm busy, let's make a long story short." Qiu Yiren sat at the conference table with a pretty face and said magnetically.

Her attitude is very calm, but also with a trace of indifference.

This Ruan family was still tit-for-tat the day before, monopolizing materials arbitrarily, trying to bring down the Qiu Group.

But today, suddenly came to visit?

Nothing does not go to the Temple of the Three Treasures.

Li Fei smiled slightly, then gently raised his hand to signal his men to leave.

"You guys, go outside and wait."

The group of men in black suits nodded and slowly exited the meeting room.

In the meeting room, only Li Fei, Qiu Yiren, and secretary Sun Xue were left.

"Mr. Qiu, today, someone Li came here... in order to express the intention of Ruan Dong. He hopes that he can reconnect with the Qiu Group." Li Fei stretched out his hand and pushed the gold-framed glasses with a smile on his face.

"Everything before was a misunderstanding." Li Fei explained.

"Oh? I don't think...that's a misunderstanding." Qiu Yiren's pretty face is calm, her beautiful eyes staring at him so lightly.

"What Ruan Dong means is that he is willing to compensate the Qiu Group for all the losses these days. In exchange for friendship. Moreover, subsequent cooperation will provide the Qiu Group with services and materials at the best cost price."

Li Fei's eyes were gentle, and said slowly.

...

In the meeting room, a discussion is continuing.

However, the door of the meeting room. The group of black suit members that Li Fei had brought was waiting deeply outside the door.

They raised their wrists and glanced at the watch time.

Then, several members nodded to each other.

"action."

Several members in black suits turned around suddenly and left the door of the meeting room.

They calmly walked towards the fire exits on the ninety-ninth floor.

Then, while no one was around.

Begin to install bombs quickly.

Today, this negotiation is basically a cover!

Their real purpose is to blow up the Qiu Group!

Blow up, Qiu Yiren!

The actions of the members of the suit are very fast, and their methods are not amateurish at all, but...professional bomb experts!

The action is skillful, setting the blasting point, embedding line, and timing quickly.

Ninety-ninth floor, inside the fire-fighting staircase in area A.

A member of the suit was cold-faced and installed a heavy timed explosive on the load-bearing wall of the stairs.

This bomb exploded, enough to bomb and collapse the entire staircase.

Let everyone have no way to escape.

Thinking of this, the corner of his mouth... raised a hideous look.

Every blast, every murder, made him feel a touch of pleasure.

Seeing the lives of people dying in his own hands, that...makes him full of honor. Proud to kill.

"Your explosives are installed in a wrong way. The distance between the blasting line and the energy line should not exceed 3 cm. This will extend the blasting time."

At this moment, behind the suit members, there was a faint reminder.

The suit member who was installing explosives was taken aback for a moment and suddenly realized.

He quickly modified the installation path and shortened the distance.

"The gunpowder volumetric device, the hydraulic pressure is unstable, and the blasting volume is not enough." A faint reminder sounded again behind him.

The member of the suit slapped his head, "Yes, it turned out to be the hydraulic instability. What do I say... I always feel that there is a problem!"

The suit members hurriedly modified the explosive settings again.

At this time, he was immersed in the tedious process of installing explosives with no distractions.

and many more? !

He who was installing, suddenly reacted!

Huh! He looked back in horror!

In the next second, his heart beat violently, and his body retreated in horror.

I saw that behind... stood a fair-skinned youth with an elegant temperament.

With a cigarette in his mouth, the young man appeared silently, standing behind him like a ghost.

"You... are you a man or a ghost?! Who are you?!" The suit member was horrified and suddenly took a dagger from his pocket.

However, he will not have time to use the knife in the future, and a white and elegant palm has been pinched on his neck suddenly.

Chen Zengzong's eyes were leisurely, and he grabbed the member's neck with one hand and hung it in the air.

The knife in the hands of the assassin in the ‘Kang Dang’ suit fell to the ground. His entire neck was cut off as if he was about to be pinched, and his legs were kicking violently in the air, struggling.

"Your installation technology is so poor, here, it's a bit embarrassing."

Chen Zongheng looked faintly, just staring at the assassin in the suit who was struggling in the air indifferently.

"Let go, let me go... Otherwise, you will die..." The assassin in a suit struggled violently, his complexion purplish sullen.

"Oh, isn't it?" Chen Zongheng smiled faintly. He gently raised his hand and immediately removed the precision-mounted time bomb.

There is no extra action, one move, to destroy the bomb.

This scene caused the assassin's pupils to tremble suddenly.

This? !

The super time bomb he tried so hard to install...that's it, was removed in one move? ?

"Your technique is so low that it is difficult to pass my magical vision. Why...I will teach you in the Yin Cao Nifty Mansion." Chen Zong said, directly carrying the assassin's body and came to the French window in the corridor.

His eyes were indifferent, and with a light wave of his arm, he directly blasted the assassin's body out of the French window.

"Huh~!" The whole floor-to-ceiling window shattered in an instant.

The assassin's body fell rapidly in the air at a height of 100 meters.

"Uh..." A miserable howl came from outside the window.

After dozens of seconds, there was a violent muffled sound of ‘boom’ from one hundred meters downstairs...

Chen Zongheng looked calm, standing in front of the broken floor-to-ceiling window, staring downstairs.

I saw a pool of scarlet blood on the ground one hundred meters downstairs.

He looked faintly, turned around, and left.

A few minutes later, he dragged dozens of bodies and slowly came from the end of the corridor.

He carried a hemp rope in his hand, and at the other end of the hemp rope, a whole 11 bodies were bound.

The 11 explosive bomb assassins in straight suits were tied together like a dead pig at the moment.

Tens of seconds ago, 11 of them were still scattered on all corners of the floor to install and arrange explosives.

But as a result, a white figure suddenly appeared, interrupting all their plans of action.

They didn't even have a chance to resist, they were thrown together by the neck.

Chen Zongheng dragged them into a ball like a wild boar, and then dragged the bodies of 11 of them to the French window.

The seven assassins struggled violently, but their tongues had been cut off, even though they couldn't even make the sound of struggling.

"Your accomplice has gone to hell, you, how about going down together with him."

Chen Zongheng's eyes were faint and calm, and the hemp rope in his hand snapped.

The bodies of the 11 assassins were thrown out of the window as if throwing garbage.

No screams of panic, no howls.

After dozens of seconds, on the ground downstairs, there was a muffled sound of violent tremors.

Flesh and blood.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Chen Zongheng looked calm, and slowly took out a cigarette and lit it.

White and elegant, with indifferent temperament.

It's unbelievable that he, a second before, also personally...executed 12 lives.

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