Ultimate Pawn

At the dinner table, Chen Zongheng, dressed in a straight suit, was enjoying lunch indifferently.

Qiu Huaihai, Qiu Yiren, and Luo Xiangnan, a family of three, were so shocked and stunned, they looked at Chen Zongheng with extremely complicated eyes.

Their eyes were shocked, suspicious, and unbelievable.

The Lord of the Huang Family... is dead? !

That hundred years of glory, the underground giant that trembles for half a century...the lord of the Huang family, Huang Zhengming...is dead? !

He is just over fifty, which is the best age for Nian Sheng.

Just die like this?

"Mr. Chen...then, then Huang Zhengming..."

Qiu Huaihai's voice trembled a little, it was because of the huge shock and horror that caused his speech to be somewhat unorganized.

"Dead, if you don't obey, you kill."

Chen Zongheng slowly raised his glass, took a sip of red wine, and murmured.

His words are so indifferent, the wind is clear and the clouds are quiet.

It seems that killing is only a matter of fingertips to him.

Boom~! When heard in person, this shocking answer.

Qiu Huaihai's body still trembled uncontrollably!

The lord of the Huang Family... sure enough, was killed by... this elegant and fair-skinned youth... Mr. Chen...? ? !

Qiu Yi's pretty face paled in shock, his whole body was petrified in place, and his brain was blank.

In fact, this news... is too shocking.

The lord of the Huang family... the hundred-year-old lord of the Huang family... was actually killed by Chen Zong? ?

Qiu Yiren's pretty face turned pale, and her beautiful eyes glanced at Chen Zonggong with horror...then, she turned her gaze... at the side of her younger sister, Qiu Shuang.

Qiu Shuang sat there with a complicated face, but did not refute it.

In other words...this is true!

The century-old Huang family, the lord of a generation of heroes... was killed by the young man who was only in his early twenties?

This river and lake is going to be chaotic.

...

The noon sun penetrates the shade of the trees.

Zhang Mansion, Zhongshan Road, Shanghai.

Zhang Ruochu, the daughter of Tianjiao, is in the study, holding a brush, gently rendering a thick ink landscape.

A snow-white cheongsam outlines her perfect charm and seductively.

And she, the appearance of the jade hand holding the pen and ink lightly, is even more charming.

With long hair lightly, her beautiful eyes stared at the ink painting on the rice paper in front of her delicately.

At this moment, suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside the study corridor.

Immediately afterwards, a maidservant looked anxious and solemn, and stood in front of the study.

"What's the matter of panic, isn't the ending already set?" Zhang Ruochu still bowed his head, staring at the ink painting on the book table with beautiful eyes.

The brush in her hand is still dancing gently, and all the trivialities can't interrupt her interest in painting.

"Then Chen Zongheng's corpse, how did the Huang Family dispose of it?" She murmured while waving her pen and ink.

Although, her inference has already previewed everything. Chen Zongheng must die.

But she was still very curious.

This Chen Zong's corpse will be dealt with by the Huang Family...how?

Thousands of swords and swords, or...hang the city head, in order to impress you?

However, the maidservant bowed to her knees, standing at the door, her delicate body hesitant, her beautiful eyes solemn and complicated.

"Miss, the person who died... is not Chen Zongheng." The maidservant's voice trembled and reported.

"Oh?!" At this moment, the brush in Zhang Ruochu's hand trembled slightly.

The painting under the pen also trembles slightly, but goes in the direction.

"Then, who is the dead?" Although she continued to write and repair the ink painting on the rice paper, her mood was obviously a little messy.

Chen Zong... not dead? ?

Her expectation, unexpectedly... there was a deviation? ?

The maidservant's beautiful eyes were solemn and complex, her voice trembling, and she said, "The dead... is the lord of the Huang family, Huang Zhengming."

‘Click. The brush in Zhang Ruochu's hand broke into two pieces in an instant.

The painting in front of the book table was also stained with a thick ink.

The whole painting was broken in one stroke.

In the entire study, the air...suddenly silent.

Zhang Ruochu's exquisite beauty, slowly raised his head.

"You, repeat it again." Her voice was very calm. But every word carries...unprecedented atmosphere!

"Half an hour ago, Huang Zhengming, the lord of the Huang family... was stared to death on the church wall by Chen Zong himself." The handmaid did not dare to hesitate, her voice was extremely solemn, she trembled and reported!

‘Click. The mahogany book desk in front of Zhang Ruochu suddenly cracked and spread.

Boom~! With a sound, the book case instantly turned into a pile of sawdust powder.

At this moment, the eldest lady of the Zhang family, Zhang Ruochu, who is respected as the daughter of Jiangnan...Tianjiao, was completely shocked and stunned.

Her rehearsal, all... all wrong?

The Lord of the Huang Family... was killed? ? !

The century-old Huang family has come out of the nest.

And that Chen Zongong was alone.

However, it turned out to be... Huang Zhengming, dead? ?

"Then the Huang Family, how about thousands of elite members?!" Zhang Ruochu could no longer calm down at this moment.

Everything is wrong.

Her predictions were wrong, and her estimation of Chen Zong's strength... was wrong? !

"The Huang Family, thousands of elites...2/3 were slaughtered by Chen Zong..." The maidservant's voice trembled and reported.

Huh~! At this moment, Zhang Ruochu's body was a little unstable, and he trembled slightly.

Massacre... two thirds? ?

Power of one person, Tu... Two-thirds of the Huang family members? ? !

You know, that... but an elite force of thousands of people!

The Huang family has accumulated power for a hundred years!

But was, one person, slaughtered more than half? !

This is simply.

This is a handsome young man.

The power of one person can slaughter thousands of people.

In addition to the word "Xiao Xiong", there are others, can it match his strength?

"Xiao Xiong, Chen Zongheng."

Zhang Ruochu murmured, her pretty face was a bit sluggish and complicated, and she couldn't believe it.

This Jiangnan Huhai, unexpectedly... there has been another one, a terrifying hero with an enemy of a thousand.

"Jiangnan, I'm afraid there will be an odd number." Her beautiful eyes murmured, her voice a bit complicated and sluggish.

This is her latest inference and prediction.

The heroes rise, and the numbers change.

The Shanghai Sea, which has been stabilized for decades, may be... turbulent.

...

Then, in just a few hours.

The news of the death of the master of the Huang family has spread throughout the Shanghai Sea.

The news cannot be blocked at all.

In an instant, the whole city seemed to be ignited.

There was an uproar and a huge turmoil.

Huang Zhengming, dead? ?

A generation of heroes, the descendants of Jinrong, the lord of the Huang family... just like that... the body died?

In this city, a quarter of the sky just collapsed.

The rumors boiled over.

Finally, the official came forward to explain: the head of the Huang family, at the funeral of the second son Huang Honghui, died of cerebral congestion due to excessive grief.

However, this explanation... is obviously full of loopholes and too far-fetched. It's unbelievable.

Then, rumors from all walks of life also spread from all directions.

Rumors say: The head of the Huang family was killed by the security director of the Qiu Group, Chen Zongheng.

In an instant, the news boiled.

People speculate wildly.

Everyone was shocked.

However, in addition to those few upper-level top forces.

Most of the people were shocked at the same time...with emotion.

This is to eliminate harm for the people.

The Huang family dominates the Jiangnan side. Ignore any laws, act unscrupulously, and do all kinds of evil.

Throughout Jiangnan, the people almost dared not speak.

Now, the lord of the Huang family... is dead.

This is really good news for the people of Jiangnan City.

What goes around comes around.

It's not that it is not reported, the time has not come.

This Huang family ended like this. I can only blame myself for committing sins too deeply and retribution will come.

However, at the same time.

Just as various gossips were circulating.

An exclusive and authoritative newspaper and magazine is in urgent printing.

Fuxing Magazine, a subsidiary of Fuxing Group, is in printing.

This is a periodical for Fuxing Magazine to be delivered to newspapers and periodicals in various districts of the city in the early hours of tomorrow morning.

However, this journal contains...a report personally named by Guo Shaoze.

That report is related to Chen Zongheng.

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