Ultimate Pawn

Qiu's Building, ninety-nine floors.

Qiu Yiren sat in the president's office with long hair slightly slanted, a pen in his mouth, beautiful eyes staring out of the French window, for a long time in a daze.

In her mind, lingering, those fuzzy pictures of drunkenness last night.

Thinking of the nonsense that she said after being drunk last night, and the bold words and deeds... Her pretty face was a little blushing and embarrassing.

She is a dignified daughter, but because of an embarrassing incident of being drunk, she can't get out of it.

All morning, I didn't even think about office work.

"Tingling bell." At this moment, the mobile phone ringing at the desk suddenly rang.

Qiu Yiren recovered from the sluggishness, picked up the phone, and took a look.

Is it the call from her intelligence personnel?

As the president of the group, she naturally has countless eyeliners placed in every corner of the city. Monitor the latest intelligence information of the entire city for her at any time.

But at this time, the intelligence personnel called suddenly? Could it be that something happened again?

Qiu Yi was puzzled and answered the phone.

"Mr. Qiu...Marriott Hotel, something went wrong." On the other end of the phone, the intelligence staff looked nervous and reported anxiously.

Qiu Yiren's pretty face changed slightly, "What's the matter? Say."

"Half an hour ago, Mr. Chen went to the Marriott Hotel alone...cut off the heads of hundreds of security guards...The chairman of the Marriott Hotel, Wang Weijian... was also killed." The intelligence personnel's voice was extremely solemn and reported.

Huh~! Hearing this report... Qiu Yi was completely stunned.

In the morning, he said he was going to the appointment?

Just for... to the Marriott Hotel?

He did it all by himself, so... the entire Marriott Hotel was served? ?

This.

Qiu Yiren's heartbeat is slightly chaotic, and her pretty face is extremely messy and complicated.

Is it for himself?

Hanging up with a complicated mood, Qiu Yiren was completely confused.

She hurried out of the office and came to the director's office next door.

But it turns out that Mr. Chen still hasn't come back yet?

She stood at the door and waited for ten minutes.

But it still didn't wait for him.

Hesitating, messy, and somewhat complicated.

Her heartbeat accelerated slightly, and finally she took out her mobile phone and dialed the number she had never contacted.

"Beep, beep, beep..." The waiting tone of the phone rang slowly.

Qiu Yiren's heartbeat followed, speeding up a bit.

This is the first time she has called him to Mr. Chen.

She has never used her family's private number to call a man.

This is the first time.

"Hello." Finally, the other end of the phone was connected, and there was a gentle and calm voice.

"Mr. Chen...Where are you?" Qiu Yiren asked cautiously after hesitating for a long time.

There seemed to be silence for a few seconds on the other end of the phone.

"Restaurant." Then, he returned two words from the speaker.

"Then, I'll come to you."

Qiu Yiren hung up the phone, feeling a little complicated.

Take the elevator all the way to the restaurant downstairs.

Building, restaurant on the tenth floor.

Qiu Yiren has a complicated mood, stepping on high heels, and walking into the restaurant.

At this time, it was only ten o'clock in the morning.

So there are almost no people in the restaurant.

Qiu Yiren glanced away, and soon saw the elegant figure sitting in the dining room.

He is dressed in a straight suit and his eyes are faint.

Sitting calmly at the table, enjoying lunch.

That posture seems indisputable.

If not, know the situation in advance.

Qiuyi couldn't imagine that the young man in front of him who had an elegant meal... just half an hour ago, he personally killed hundreds of lives.

Qiu Yi's mood was a little complicated, and he slowly stepped forward.

Chen Zongzong held the chopsticks, gently picked up a piece of braised pork, handed it into his mouth, and chewed slowly.

Then, he picked up a glass of red wine beside him and took a sip.

The posture looks like a gentleman.

"Something?"

He slowly raised his head and glanced at the Qiu Yiren in front of him.

"That, that..." Qiu Yiren originally had a lot of words in his heart and wanted to tell him.

However, after seeing him in person, her words suddenly got stuck in her throat and couldn't speak.

"I know... You went to the Marriott Hotel..." She hesitated, not knowing how to speak.

"En." Chen Zongheng replied indifferently, and handed a chopstick of green vegetables into his mouth.

"Simply, killed a few people."

His answer was very calm, without any disguise.

It's just that the so-called "killed a few people" in his mouth... is a whole number of hundreds.

Angrily slaughter hundreds of people, just for the beauty?

No one knows the purpose of his murder.

For that promise last night?

Or is it for the Qiuyi people?

Qiu Yiren's white teeth bit her red lips and finally spit out these words, "Mister's kindness, Yiren remembers."

Others may not know.

But she understands.

Last night, in order to save myself. The man swept across the area and swore a vow to kill.

Unexpectedly, today...he actually...went to the appointment.

Personally, slaughtered hundreds of lives? !

Today, this massacre.

No matter what, it is inseparable from oneself.

"Sir... Yiren, can you... beg you for something?" Qiu Yiren hesitated, as if there was still something to ask for.

Chen Zongheng did not speak, and just enjoyed lunch on his own.

After killing, you will be hungry.

Enjoying food is his only pleasure.

Seeing that he did not speak.

Qiu Yiren thought about it, but said cautiously, "Yiren begs Mr.... in the future, can you be merciful?"

"Can you... don't kill so many people..."

When she said this, she mustered her courage.

As if, like a little woman, raising her head, trying to reason with a character she couldn't resist.

Because Chen Zong's killing methods were really terrifying.

It's just that, with a casual word, it will cost... human lives?

In this way, the swift and resolute means of doing what it says is a bit too bloody.

Qiu Yiren didn't want to ruin so many lives because of himself.

A woman's heart is soft after all.

She tried to persuade Mr. Chen.

Trying to make this man able to put away violent means. Can let him not be so bloodthirsty.

can.

Just after Qiu Yi said this sentence.

The chopsticks in Chen Zong's hand suddenly stopped.

The air in the restaurant seemed to drop dozens of degrees in an instant.

Then, he slowly... raised his head.

The pair of eyes were cold and deep, without the slightest emotion.

Under the pupil, it was like... an endless icy abyss.

Huh~! Qiu Yiren's delicate body trembled, and her pretty face was pale with fright.

At this moment, this man is terrible.

Under those eyes, how many terrible killing intents are hidden?

"My business, do you want to take care of it?"

Questioning, like a sharp sword penetrating.

He stared directly at Qiu Yiren with cold eyes.

The icy chill, as if...to pierce the Qiu Yiren.

"I...I didn't mean that..." Qiu Yiren's body trembled lightly and shook his head again and again.

At this moment, the president of the No. 1 beauty who smashed the Jiangnan, was shocked slightly by the man's gaze.

Looking at it, China Mainland, within the territory of 9.63 million square kilometers... who dares to... manage the ‘Reaper’?

If he wants to kill, then kill it.

If he wants to be destroyed, then he will be destroyed.

Nine layers of prisons were cut with one sword.

Hundreds of souls can be captured at a glance.

In this world, no one... can manage the hands of the'Reaper'.

"Who I want to kill is not your turn."

His voice was like a cold sword, reaching Qiu Yiren's heart.

Ding Ding Ding.

Qiu Yiren's delicate body trembled and was directly forced to take a few steps backwards.

Her pretty face was pale, and her chest was slightly messy and undulating. That is panic, fear.

This man, the murderous intent at this time, was too terrifying.

He stood up suddenly and passed Qiu Yiren.

At that moment, Qiu Yi's heart seemed to be crushed.

Her four limbs and a hundred skeletons, her delicate body... all seemed to be shrouded in a terrifying killing intent.

Until, after Chen Zong's figure left the restaurant.

That terrifying killing intent finally... gradually faded.

The whole restaurant fell into silence.

She was sluggish in place.

Qiao Lian's forehead was already wet with Xiang Khan.

Exquisite **** were undulating messy, and he could even hear the sound of his heartbeat trembling.

At that moment, she really...like an ice cellar hell.

The look in the man's eyes was too terrifying.

Her nose is slightly sour and her eyes are full of mist.

I don't know, is it wronged... or the emotion of being scared inexplicably.

She raised her head and glanced at the ceiling above her head, as if she wanted to stop the mist from falling in her eyes.

But at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in leather shoes at the entrance of the restaurant.

Qiu Yiren turned around subconsciously...

I saw Chen Zongheng turned around and returned to the restaurant.

He stood at the door of the restaurant, his eyes calm and indifferent.

"I killed them because... they deserve to die."

After speaking, he turned around and left without looking back...

Qiu Yiren was a little dazed, her beautiful eyes staring at the figure that disappeared outside the door...

Is this explaining to her?

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