Ultimate Pawn

At this time, outside the church.

The lord of the Huang family, Huang Zhengming is standing indifferently at the door with his hands on his back.

He stands like a stone sculpture, killing intent brewing.

He was waiting for Chen Zong in the church to finish the incense.

After that, he would do it... personally cut off Chen Zong's head to sacrifice his son's undead.

But, at this moment... there was a huge noise in the church. Then there was a miserable howl.

Huang Zhengming's pupils condensed, turned around abruptly, and rushed into the church.

Boom~ When he saw that scene in the church, the whole person trembled suddenly!

On the church stage, the golden ice coffin of his son Huang Honghui was shaken to pieces. The rotting body fell to the ground.

The soaring corpse stinks floating.

However, in front of the funeral table, his Huang family's most capable butler, Huang Zhong... was standing sluggishly on the spot at this time.

A huge hole of blood was penetrated in his left chest. Even the heart has been dug out.

"Chen... aspect!!"

Huang Zhengming clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were about to split!

Step by step, step forward.

He, the head of the Huang Family, is frantic with murderous intent! !

Every step under his feet dented deeply into the ground, stamping the ground with a terrible depression shoe print.

Break his son's golden coffin.

Kill the Huang family steward.

This hatred is not shared! !

In the entire church, all the guests looked horrified.

Today, the Huang family is going to kill.

However, on the funeral stage.

Chen Zongheng still looked light and elegant.

His finger lightly touched Huang Zhongcang's old shoulder.

Huang Zhong's body crashed to the ground.

In the entire church, everyone's eyes were extremely shocked.

The Huang family... the terrible hero, the hero who once swept the Jiangnan underground world... just like that... was killed? ?

Chen Zongheng threw the squeezed heart on the ground, then took out a square towel and slowly wiped the blood from his palm.

Around him, a sea of ​​yellow-brown people flooded like a tide.

The endless sea of ​​people blocked the water that was enclosed by the entire church.

Inside the church, the hearts of all the guests were beating violently.

This scene today is unprecedented.

This Huang family is full of strength, and they are all dispatched.

From inside the church, it spreads all the way to the boulevard one kilometer away from the church...

The black head, footsteps shook the sky.

Murderous intent was raging, shaking the hearts of all the guests present.

The Huang family's thugs are still pouring in.

Step by step, Huang Zhengming stepped on the horrible murderous intent and walked towards Chen Zongheng!

However, on the funeral table, Chen Zong wiped his palms clean, and finally turned around slowly.

Directly facing Huang Zhengming walking below.

"Release Qiushuang, spare your whole body."

His voice was indifferent, and he said slowly.

The air is filled with murderous intent.

Step by step, Huang Zhengming stepped on the cracked footprints everywhere and walked in front of Chen Zongheng.

The two were less than one meter apart.

Looking at each other, like two swords colliding.

"Chen Zongheng, you will definitely not...walk out of this church alive today." Huang Zhengming clenched his fists, and the horrible veins burst out.

He stared straight at Chen Zongheng.

Today, he will use this person's blood to pay tribute to his son's undead!

‘Zhengzheng...! At the same time, the sound of drawing a knife out of its sheath swept through the air like a sound.

The crowded black sea, the endless blades of light, trembled people's hearts.

Countless sword lights were drawn out of the scabbard. Sen Han's murderous intent, enveloped the entire church.

"Oh, isn't it?" Chen Zongheng slowly raised his head, his eyes faint.

"Go on." Huang Zhengming shouted sharply, his figure slowly backing away.

At the same time, behind him, that sea of ​​people, frantically surging!

"kill!!"

At the scene, the black heads surged up like a tide, and the swords were like a sea.

Looking at the rushing crowd, the corners of Chen Zongheng's mouth... raised a curve.

The world does not take the road to heaven, but instead comes to **** to go through the door of ghosts.

In that case, he...don't mind, send the Buddha to the west.

Chen Zong suddenly lifted his feet, the red wooden coffin that he personally brought.

In the next second, he... both hands, waving the coffin weighing a thousand catties, like a terror weapon, raging.

"Puff puff puff......!" Coffin was sweeping in midair, wherever he passed.

A figure's body hits and flies, and blood splashes.

He, as a single person, carried the coffin as a weapon, like a decay, and instantly...In the sea of ​​infinite people, he blasted a path of blood.

There was a sea of ​​people ahead, abruptly... He was smashed into a **** road of corpses.

"Uh...dead!!"

A Huang Clan with a machete in his hand, with a hideous face, was slashing and slashing towards Chen Zong!

"Puff!" But he, before he could get close, a huge mouthful of coffin alcohol had already blasted in an instant, smashing his body directly into a piece of flesh and blood.

Chen Zongheng, holding the mahogany coffin with both hands, step by step... stepped out of the church door intact.

"Boom." The mahogany coffin was severely shelved on the ground outside the church.

At this moment, the entire coffin was stained with endless blood.

Even, the visceral and fleshy residues of countless human bodies are sticky.

He, standing in front of the church door...slowly lit a cigarette.

Then, he turned around and looked at the people in the church faintly.

"I, didn't I come out?"

In the audience, everyone's hearts... all trembled.

This is simply.

No one can stop it.

At the door of the church, the endless crowds were once again crazily besieged.

Along Chen Zongheng one person as the center, surrounded by black crowds, radiating towards the surroundings.

The crowd is endless.

Basically, it's impossible to count how many people there are.

From the starting point of the boulevard, look around...not the end.

The Huang family, a century-old Jiangnan force.

At this time today, thoroughly, out of the nest.

Chen Zongheng, standing in front of the blood-stained mahogany coffin.

Slowly stretched out his hand and pointed to Huang Zhengming in the church.

"I said, this coffin is for you."

"If you put Qiu Shuang off, I will save your corpse. Otherwise."

In his pupils, an unprecedented horror breath suddenly burst out.

For example, death comes.

The evil spirit roared, Shura wept!

Ding Ding Ding.

In the front, where the eyes were looking, the endless sea of ​​people was actually forced back dozens of steps by his gaze.

What a terrible look.

That gaze was like a demon...coming from hell.

Let everyone's heart tremble.

Everyone... didn't dare to look directly into his eyes.

The soul trembled.

Inside the church, Huang Zhengming, the lord of the Huang family, looked terrifying, step by step...walking towards the door of the church.

His eyes forcibly collided with Chen Zong's eyes.

At that moment, his soul seemed to be shattered.

The horrible look in his eyes made Huang Zhengming feel horrified and his hair was terrified.

Numerous cold sweat penetrated his back.

The joints of his hands and the limbs seemed to be stiff, and even when he walked, there was a slight tremor.

But he can't lose.

This is the home court of his Huang family.

This killing array has been arranged for a whole day.

Mobilizes the power of the Huang Family's entire city.

Today, even if Chen Zongheng is truly invincible, he will be...killed here.

There are many people and strong momentum.

His century-old Huang Family's prestige is not to be shamed!

What's more, today... he still has one of the most important hostages, Qiu Shuangxia!

Step by step, Huang Zhengming endured the tremor of his inner soul, pretending to be calm on the outside, just like that... stepped forward.

Standing still, his face was cold and ferocious.

Then, he slowly clapped his hands.

"Bring it up."

Huh~!

Amidst the crowded black crowd, a path was vacated.

A huge **** cross was slowly pushed up.

The beautiful body under Qiu Shuang was just like that... was ruthlessly tied to the cross.

Her long hair is messy, her beautiful eyes are red, and the beauty on her pretty face has long been occupied by endless panic.

On the snow-white face, two lines of tears were faintly visible.

At this time, when she saw... the elegant young man in a straight suit appeared in front of her.

The mood under Qiushuang couldn't help it again, and her beautiful eyes were filled with mist.

This fair-skinned man appeared here.

Is he here to save himself?

Under Qiu Shuang's beautiful eyes, tears couldn't stop falling.

"Don't cry, on your sister's trust, I will come and take you home."

Chen Zongheng looked faintly, looking at the Qiushuang who was tied to the cross, and said slowly.

His voice was calm, but it seemed to have a soothing power.

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