Ultimate Pawn

Qiu Yiren stood sluggishly on the spot, her heart throbbing, she almost suffocated... The scene in front of her shocked her so dull that she couldn't breathe...! This, poke a big basket!

In the entire banquet hall, only Chen Zongheng's expression was calm. He wiped his hands clean with a square towel, then poured himself a glass of red wine and drank it all in one go.

Killing, drinking. Elegant and indifferent.

To him, killing is like art. There is no thrilling, no smoke of gunpowder... only a wanton move between gestures.

Grim Reaper kills, just a few seconds away.

In the banquet hall, all the guests were as dull as stone carvings...the scene was as silent as death.

Young Master Huang is dead...! The sky in Shanghai and the sea is about to collapse! !

Chen Zong lifted his wrist and glanced at the time on the Omega watch, then turned to Qiu Yiren's side, "It's getting late, let's go."

Qiu Yiren’s chest was up and down, and it took him a long time to get her thoughts back from the shock and horror... She didn't know what to do at this time... She could only helplessly follow Chen Zonggong, and the two slowly walked outside the banquet hall go with.

All around, the eyes of the Huang family bodyguards were shocked and trembling...No one of the dozens of bodyguards dared to step forward to stop them.

Being able to shoot through the young man's throat with a chopstick...This kind of thunderous horror method... At all, it is not what their group of bodyguards can resist!

At this moment, they can only let this man leave. No one dares to stop...

Chen Zongheng and Qiu Yiren left the banquet hall peacefully.

In the hall, the eyes of all the guests present were staring at the leaving figure...

Before you know it, everyone's foreheads have long been infiltrated by countless cold sweats!

At the entrance of the Peace Hotel.

The night is deep and the stars are dotted.

Three Mercedes-Benz cars waited quietly outside the door.

Chen Zong led Qiu Yi, and the two slowly walked out of the hotel.

"Miss, are you okay?" Seeing Qiu Yiren's face pale and ugly, the bodyguards bowed respectfully and asked.

Qiu Yiren took a deep breath, tried to adjust his complex and messy mood, shook his head and said, "It's okay."

She got into the Mercedes-Benz car, Chen Zongheng's expression was indifferent...with a cigarette in his mouth...and also got into the car.

The three Mercedes Benz cars were not blocked at all, so they drove away slowly...disappeared in the night...

Heping Hotel, General Manager's Office.

General Manager Lin Jian was lying on the sofa, smoking a cigar, looking at the dark night outside the window. The Peace Hotel has experienced hundreds of years of wind and frost, and was eventually banned by the Lin family. And his general manager Lin Jian also relied on the Huang family to support him. The Huang family is Lin Jian's biggest backer.

At this moment, suddenly there was a rapid knock on the door! Immediately afterwards, a uniformed female assistant rushed into the office with a solemn expression on his face.

"What's the panic? How many times have I told you? Don't panic when things happen, I'm the one with everything." Lin Jian took a deep sip of the cigar and reprimanded the female assistant dissatisfied.

The female assistant bowed to her knees, her delicate body trembled uncontrollably, "Mr. Lin...no, it's not good. Something went wrong in the dinner hall..."

"What's the matter in the banquet hall? Did Young Master Huang kill again?" Lin Jian spit out a thick cigar ring, and said calmly, "Young Master Huang...how about killing a few people? The scene is cleaned up."

Huang Xuyang's violent temperament usually slaughtered people in the Peace Hotel...The corpses were finally handled by Lin Jian. The murder of Young Master Huang was just a trivial matter, so Lin Jian didn't take it seriously.

"No, it's not..." The female assistant's voice trembled with horror, and tremblingly said, "Yes...it's Young Master Huang...was killed...!"

Huh! The cigar in Lin Jian's mouth fell to the ground, and the whole person seemed to be frozen and petrified in an instant.

"What...what?" Lin Jian's pupils widened, staring at the female assistant in disbelief.

"Huang, Young Master Huang...in the banquet hall...was, killed...!!!" The female assistant's voice trembled.

boom! Lin Jian was struck by lightning and his heart almost came to a halt!

He got up from the sofa abruptly, and his plump body rushed out!

Lin Jian rushed to the entrance of the banquet hall like a wild boar out of control.

In the center of the banquet hall, Huang Xuyang's corpse was lying in a pool of blood... His pupils were wide and white, and a thumb-sized hole of blood pierced through his throat... The blood ran out.

When he saw this scene with his own eyes, Lin Jian's expression turned pale instantly! The fat body couldn't hold on anymore, and was frightened to the ground...!

Young Master Huang...dead...dead? ! !

...

In the dark, three Mercedes-Benz cars slowly walked through the streets.

Qiu Yiren sat in the car, her pretty face turned pale, and her complexion and ugly look.

Huang Xuyang...Huang's father-in-law... just died like this? This sudden and unexpected ending made it difficult for her, a daughter-in-law, to accept it.

At this time, Qiu Yi had a complicated mind and worried... that was a deep fear. Huang's father-in-law was killed... This Shanghai Sea, I am afraid it will be shaken!

The Huang family will never give up!

With complicated beautiful eyes, she turned her head to look at Chen Zongheng beside her.

"You... why are you killing him?" Qiu Yiren asked with a complicated voice.

Chen Zongheng sat in the car indifferently, and slowly returned eight words, "Since he shot, I will kill him."

In this world, those who dare to shoot at death... ten dead and no life!

Qiu Yiren's white teeth clenched her red lips and said worriedly, "You were too impulsive...you killed Young Master Huang, it was too much involved..."

"He has killing intent in his eyes. Rather than save it to kill him later... it's better to kill as soon as possible to save trouble." Chen Zongheng's expression was calm and indifferent.

Calm, indifferent, and indifferent.

Chen Zonggong elegantly took out a cigarette and lit it, the calm and unreliable appearance, people can't believe...The previous second he personally attacked and killed a big clan master in Shanghai.

Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes were dazed... actually speechless.

Because... he seems to be right? Young Master Huang did indeed have a murderous intention today, wanting to kill Chen Zongheng. Between the two... I am afraid it will be difficult to resolve the hatred. Rather than leaving the conflict to be resolved later... instead of beheading and resolving it today... so as to save trouble?

"But he... is the descendant of Huang Jinrong... The Huang family is all over the Shanghai Sea... Tonight you kill him, and the entire Huang family... won't let you go." Qiu Yi's pretty face turned pale, that was deeply worried. .

"Only Huang Family, just ants." Chen Zongheng's voice was indifferent, and a smoke ring floated out of his mouth. He never put the so-called gang leader in his eyes. Because he is from hell, his code name... is enough to make the entire Pacific tremble!

A mere Shanghai beach gang boss... How can he be on par with the Shura death **** from hell?

Qiu Yiren’s beautiful eyes became more worried. She took root in the Shanghai Sea, and no one knew the horror of the Huang family better than her. That is a terrifying family gate sweeping the south of the Yangtze River!

"Leave the Shanghai Sea tonight... I will arrange a helicopter for you and fly away overnight. You go out to avoid the wind." Qiu Yiren's voice was solemn and complicated, and her beautiful eyes stared at Chen Zong.

The state of affairs tonight is extremely serious. The death of Young Master Huang will cause a huge shock. The Qiu Yiren didn't want Chen Zongheng to be implicated, so he had no choice but to make him go out to avoid the limelight.

"No need." Chen Zong took a deep breath of cigarette. "When I act, why should I avoid Chen Zong?"

"If they want to die, let them come." Chen Zong said, slowly closing his eyes.

Sen is indifferent, arrogant and domineering! Such a tone and posture made Qiu Yiren's mood more complicated and difficult to settle... What kind of identity is this mysterious man? Does he really have the power to fight the Huang Family? ?

In the dark, three Mercedes-Benz cars slowly drove into the Ziyuan villa area.

Qiu Yiren has purchased the manor opposite and handed the key to Chen Zongheng. Starting tonight, he has lived on the opposite side of Qiu's Manor. The two manors are only a hundred meters apart.

Chen Zong stepped out of the car with a cigarette in his mouth... and walked indifferently to the manor opposite.

Only Qiu Yiren stood alone in the night, staring at his back for a long time... Then he turned around with a complicated mood and walked into the Qiu's Manor...

...

At twelve o'clock at midnight, the stars are dotted, and the faint moonlight envelopes the entire Shanghai market.

But the Shanghai Sea tonight is doomed to sleepless!

A row of black vans sprinted across the midnight streets, toward a certain old manor in the urban area of ​​Shanghai City.

"Crunch!" After dozens of minutes, the black bread caravan slammed the brakes and hurriedly stopped in front of an ancient house!

On the porch of the ancient house, there is a plaque full of years, engraved with two vigorous ancient characters: Yellow House.

A group of bodyguards got out of the car with dignified and embarrassed faces, and carefully lifted a stretcher out of the van. The stretcher is covered with a piece of white cloth...you can faintly see the outline of a corpse from under the white cloth.

A bodyguard looked mournful, rushed to the door of the ancient house of the Huang family, and slammed the door hard!

"Lord...! Funeral!"

The sound of mourning reverberates over the entire Huang family's ancient house!

A few minutes later, the whole old house...the lights are all on.

The two thick wooden doors of Huang's ancient house opened!

Huang Zhengming, the head of the Huang family, has a solemn expression, dressed in a robe, and a body like a dignity, step by step...slowly stepping out the door!

"What's the funeral?!" Huang Zhengming's voice was sharp and determined, exuding a tiger-like aura!

His Huang family has stood on the beach for hundreds of years, and the world is fearless! At midnight today, there is a sudden news of funeral? ! In the entire Shanghai Beach, there are people who are not afraid of death... dare to move his Huang family? !

Wow~! Dozens of bodyguards at the door all knelt to the ground miserably! All the bodyguards trembled and frightened, and all bowed their heads!

Huang Zhengming's eyes condensed, as if there was something wrong? !

"Where is your young master?" Huang Zhengming asked with a sharp voice!

Tonight... His eldest son Huang Xuyang hosted a business banquet at the Peace Hotel. Could it be... What happened to the business banquet? Under the impulse of rebelliousness...what shouldn't be killed? Cause trouble?

But after thinking about it, Huang Zhengming shook his head again. The entire Shanghai market...the families who can compete with his Huang family... are very few. Who is not long-eyed and dare to provoke him to the Huang family? !

"Quickly, where's your young master?!" Huang Zhengming said with sharp eyes, angrily!

The group of kneeling bodyguards trembled even more...They trembled slightly, and turned their eyes to the stretcher aside...

Huang Zhengming's eyes condensed suddenly, and he swept towards that stretcher? !

His tiger body suddenly shook! The heart almost suffocated! this is…? ! !

Huang Zhengming moved his steps, his figure swiftly moved to the front of the stretcher... He suddenly lifted the white cloth on the stretcher! !

boom…! At that moment... he was struck by lightning! !

The body of his son Huang Xuyang... is lying on a stretcher cold and pale... There is a **** hole in the throat!

Huang Zhengming's body was trembling, his legs and feet... the whole ground was cracked! !

A few hours ago... his son Huang Xuyang left the mansion alive...

In the blink of an eye... life and death are separated? ! !

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! !

In front of the ancient house of the Huang family, all the bodyguards knelt and trembled, panicking like ants.

"Who is...!!!" Huang Zhengming's face was hideous like an evil spirit. He suddenly lifted the bodyguard leader from the ground and severely pinched the leader's neck, "Who...who did it!!!"

The bodyguard leader's complexion was blue, his neck was suffocated, and his voice was trembling, "Yes... it was... the Qiu Group... the Qiu Yiren's bodyguards were killed..."

Huang Zhengming's face was furious, and he suddenly choked off the neck of the bodyguard leader! ! A piece of blood spattered! !

"Autumn...I... People!!!" Huang Zhengming's hands were stained with blood, and his head was scattered in the dark night, like a demon! !

"I want to... everyone in your Qiu family... give my son a funeral!!!"

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