Ultimate Pawn

Chen Zongheng just took the stage step by step, then, carrying two wreaths, stepped into the church door calmly.

The surrounding guests immediately retreated as if they had seen a ghost.

The one who can come to the funeral is not as good as a monkey, and no one wants to die here in vain.

Those guests who have a deep understanding are instantly like rabbits being stared at by wolves.

One by one, his legs trembled with fright, as if Ling Chi would be executed next moment.

What is terrible is not death, but the endless pain of waiting for death.

The eyes of people who didn't know him around also gathered at the same time.

"What's the origin of this man? It turned out to be openly... hurting today's priest?"

"It's probably because of arsenic, so tired and crooked!"

"Say a few words! Don't be hated!"

"What are you afraid of? Now the Huang family can't take care of themselves. No one will notice us."

The funeral, which was originally solemn and solemn, seemed to turn into a drama performance in an instant.

The clown ended, and the chattering people began to discuss today’s wonderful plot...

At the same time, those who knew and did not know had a deep fear of him.

There are only a few exceptions, that is, the forces of the Huang Family. Seeing Chen Zong's face, they want to tear it apart and throw it into the abyss.

In the dark steps, the second son, Huang Honghui, stared at the brilliant man not far away.

In an instant, he smashed his fist on the table in front of him.

The shattered table was like a funeral that became noisy outside.

He would have been able to...take this funeral to skyrocket for ninety thousand miles...

However, everything was ruined by a shit-stirring stick.

He didn't care about the splendor behind the person sleeping in the coffin.

After all... the huge Huang family,

He is the only one who can win, now he is the only one,

But why, it happened that there was a discrepancy at this time?

"Kill him for me..." Huang Honghui said in a cold voice, gritted his teeth.

Then a group of people appeared behind him!

The security guards moved after hearing the wind!

But suddenly there was a voice behind him: "Don't move me..."

Huang Zhengming walked over slowly, and his eyes had calmed a lot at this time.

"The right I give you is not for impulse use."

"dad……"

Huang Honghui turned his face with a painful expression, a look filled with righteous indignation. If the director saw him, he would definitely be given an Oscar figurine.

Huang Zhengming couldn't bear to see his extremely painful eyes.

"It's not time yet..."

"That's my brother..."

"It's also my son. Everything in your hands must be used to ensure the glory of the Huang Family..."

"Anyway, those women, put them in the coffin as soon as possible, lest there will be more dreams at night."

When Huang Zhengming said this, he once again stepped out of the dark.

The guests outside saw Huang Zhengming who had gone back and forth, and at the same time looked at Chen Zongheng who was not far away...

The smile on his face magnified the fear in everyone's hearts again.

But if the head of the Huang family did not move, this matter was not over.

Even though it was the monstrous and wealthy Huang family, it was visited by uninvited guests on the most important day.

"It's something that no one can bear, the Huang family didn't even do it..."

"Sure enough, this yellow door is not something ordinary people can understand."

After a few words, the scene gradually returned to calm.

People are waiting, but they don't know what they are really waiting for.

The scene cooled down for a while, but no one took the first step.

I saw that although the surrounding security personnel were all about to move, they did not take a step forward.

Some people's hearts were suspended again in an instant.

if……

He remembered their faces...

Today, it should be the deadline!

Every day I live is in a nightmare.

After finally attending a funeral, I saw the devil again.

Why even under the protection of so many security personnel.

They have no sense of security at all!

Others sneered a little...

Challenge the authority, that is either in the cement or in the Huangpu River...

Without exception, even if he has the ability to spoil the sky, it is of no avail.

Not far away, those buried women in wedding dresses were surrounded by two old women.

Those old women were dressed in red and purple clothes, but their faces were painted with dead makeup.

Anyone who knows how to do it knows that no one would dress like this except for a hag who is married to a ghost.

Any one had to start ten million, but the Huang family invited so many to come all at once.

It seems that for today's dark marriage, they are bound to win.

These buried brides have all been deeply brainwashed. At this time... they have almost forgotten the meaning of living, and just want to be buried with Huang Gongzi's corpse.

At the last moment.

Suddenly... The wreath in Chen Zongheng's hands was slowly placed in the center of the church.

All the people present cast their eyes on the past.

Everyone saw the words on the wreath.

‘Boundless merits, boundless death. ’

‘Netherlands sleep forever, immortal! ’

What the fuck? !

You have a blood feud with the Huang family, right? ! !

"Is this here for the funeral...? Or is it here to smash the place? Who would write these words on the wreath?!"

Someone murmured...

Huang Zhengming stared at the crowd with sudden and poisonous eyes, but he couldn't find anyone saying the words below.

The security personnel instantly surrounded from all sides.

I saw a smile on Chen Zongheng's face like a spring breeze.

"I came here to attend the funeral with good intentions. After all, I killed the people. Is it possible that I will come to send me off and drive me out?"

Chen Zongheng was dressed in a straight suit and stared at the funeral home, his eyes calm and indifferent.

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was silent again for an instant.

It's the fuck, it's a real way to say it.

This is, it is clear that you will never die with the Huang family!

Huang Zhengming was almost carried away by him.

This kid was the culprit who killed his Jiaoer.

He can't wait to eat this beast raw.

The distance between the two is only ten steps away.

If Huang Zhengming did it, in the blink of an eye... he could pull out his gun and kill.

But he looked cold and expressionless.

But everyone who knows him knows that the more indifferent Huang Zhengming, the more terrifying!

A hero, facing a murderous enemy, can be calm and composed so far, you can imagine his horror.

If this kind of person initiates a fire, I am afraid it will be enough to tremble Jiangnan.

But no matter what, today, I must not be able to do it...

It's just that he still couldn't let his expression show anything through.

He said coldly: "You, get out."

Two tigers fight, there must be one injury...

Obviously, the Huang Patriarch retired.

Today, he cannot do it, nor dare to do it.

If you can't even keep the decent funeral of your own son.

In the eyes of outsiders, they are the biggest laughing stock in this city.

As soon as this was said, everyone understood that the Huang family did not want to make a big deal today, nor did it plan to make a big deal, but it is hard to say whether this person will see the sun tomorrow if he leaves this door.

"Ah……"

Chen Zongheng's wreath was instantly thrown onto the Ming marriage coffin not far away.

I saw the wreath stopped squarely in the center of the magnificent Nine Dragon Coffin.

The words ‘Death Without Borders’ were precisely aimed at the face of the person inside.

Ironically, the golden armor in that suit could not stop the gurgling blood.

"Five elements and gossip, Jiulong Town Pavilion..."

The mockery on Chen Zong's face made everyone present shudder.

"You still dare to ask strangers to bury them and hold a dark marriage? The emperors of the past dynasties dare not, you wait for the erection...you dare...?!"

Chen Zonggong's eyes were cold, and suddenly he screamed!

The sound is thunderous!

While talking, the coffins of dark marriage at the eyes of the gossip array...!

Completely shattered!

A toothy voice came from inside, as if to cheat the corpse.

Until now, the guests discovered that the funeral woman who had just handed them the fragrance of Miaoling.

At this time, they were all framed by scary female women, as if they were wooden people.

If not, the coffin shattered, once buried.

It is estimated that in how many years, it will be impossible to be noticed.

Speaking of being cruel, there is really no such big business, who can compare with Huang Clan.

Seeing that the marriage of Ming Dynasty was destroyed, Huang Zhengming's face immediately sank.

He stared at the senior psychologist who was manipulating the minds of those women not far away.

At this moment, he was sweating profusely, as if he had just steamed in the sauna.

In order to manipulate the minds of these women, he spent a lot of mental energy and even mental brainwashing.

But at this time, he was interrupted by the young man's words, his entire manipulation! As if being roared and bitten by a tiger.

However, Chen Zongheng's eyes didn't have any waves at all, they just looked at each other calmly.

It is to let the world's top psychological master retreat and be exhausted.

"Use people's money to help people eliminate disasters. Since you like to make dead people's money so much, let him go with him..."

As soon as this sentence came out, the mental master not far away had no gods in his eyes, like a zombie.

Pounce straight forward.

In order to prevent the hypnotic effect from being affected, the mental master is very close to the coffin.

Within a minute, he jumped directly into the coffin.

The eldest son of the Huang family, a glorious life, is coming...

The coffin was crushed by an old man over half a hundred years old.

The surprised eyes of the guests seemed to penetrate the hearts of the Huang family members present with a sharp sword.

At this time, Huang Honghui's eyes were about to fall out with hatred, but he couldn't move half a minute before giving orders.

Before their enthusiasm was gone, the buried women...slowly recovered one by one.

The master of psychological manipulation is dead, and these women finally regained their sobriety.

"let me go……"

"Ghost..."

"Save me... I don't want to die... I don't want to be buried..."

The woman's cry was endless.

She was originally a beautiful young woman, and the more beautiful guests around her were instantly attracted to Lianxiangxiyu's heart.

just……

The Huang family hadn't had the guts to offend, but they couldn't control their eyes.

"I just came to work, I don't want to die!"

It is a pity that those hags are so powerful that it is difficult for ordinary people to break free.

This is one of the reasons why they can stand here.

Huang Zhengming obviously hadn't reacted for a while, which also gave Chen Zong time to solve the hags.

I saw his figure drifting by, and the dark afterimage was hard to catch in everyone's eyes.

in a blink…!

The group of ghosts...the pupils were wide, and the neck... all blood!

Immediately afterwards, a group of hags all fell to the ground!

There was blood, and the corpse stained the ground! !

Inside the church, all the guests in the audience changed their complexions! !

This? !

In the blink of an eye, dozens of ghosts were killed? !

This is simply!

What's even more frightening is that none of them actually saw... how did this young man make the move? !

His skill is so fast!

Chen Zong's complexion was calm, and he slowly wiped off the dust from his hands, and then under his shoes, he stepped over the corpses of the hags with a clear look.

Not far from the church, Patriarch Huang Zhengming's face suddenly jumped, killing intent raging.

But he, forcibly pressed the endless killing intent!

Turning his head, said to the old butler behind him.

"Let him, get off." Huang Zhengming gritted his teeth and said these words.

The old housekeeper nodded his head, then... slowly stepped forward.

"Here, you are not welcome. Please leave immediately." The old servant's voice carried a trace of sorrow. In this old servant's old eyes... there was a sharp killing intent hidden.

This old servant is a sharp sword. Although it is old, it has never been rusted.

Chen Zong retracted his gaze from a distance, and cast his gaze on the old servant in front of him.

"Artillery Company, the main field gunner." Chen Zongheng's voice was deep and calm, as if it could penetrate people's hearts, "Decades of military career have caused serious damage to your spine and waist. This is a stubborn illness, and it should be treated early."

Huh~! As soon as this statement came out, the old servant's rickety body trembled suddenly, with disbelief.

He joined the army in 52 years. Conscript into the army, field artillery company, main gunner. For more than 30 years, the army made a living, and finally retired from illness.

can……

How did the young man in front of me know? !

"It's just I didn't expect that the soul of the dignified army would... become a running dog of a black family." Chen Zong said slowly, with helplessness, inexplicability, and light ridicule in his voice.

boom. Hearing this, the whole scene...everyone was shocked.

Is this young man so arrogant to export? How dare... to speak to Uncle Huang Jiazhong like this? !

Huang Zhengming, the head of the Huang family, is the eldest in the entire Shanghai Sea. The old servant of the Huang family... Uncle Zhong is two.

Uncle Zhong...also surnamed Huang, full name: Huang Zhong. It is the bloodline at the edge of the Yellow Door. Now fortunately to enter the inner door of the Huang family and become the head of the old steward, it is already under one person and over ten thousand people.

At this time, the old servant Huang Zhong also trembled. The old fists clenched tightly, and there seemed to be endless inexplicable breath... emerging.

Chen Zongheng's eyes were long, and he slowly stretched his right hand into the pocket of his suit. Then, he took out a bag of things wrapped tightly in white cloth.

"Today's Huang Gongzi's funeral, in addition to wreaths, I don't want to give anything, this...convenience gift." Chen Zong said lightly, and handed the white cloth'things' to Huang Zhong.

Huang Zhong's old eyes were deep, his eyes fixed on Chen Zongheng for a long time, only then slowly turned around, took the bag of items, and handed it to the Patriarch who was on the dozens of steps.

Patriarch Huang Zhengming's eyes were calm, and he took the white cloth handed over. Then...slowly open.

On Thursday and Monday, all the guests cast their curious eyes.

Everyone is curious to know, what is this?

can……

When Huang Zhengming unwrapped the white cloth... there was a sound of inhaling cold breath at the scene.

I saw that the white cloth wrapped the center... there were several **** severed fingers lying horizontally!

This is the finger of a living person.

In the center of the white cloth, a piece of blood was dyed.

"This is the day before yesterday, crossing the street on Zhongshan Road. The fingers of those members of your Huang family were severed. Their bodies were not intact, so I cut off a few fingers and returned them to your Huang family. This, is it a return to Zhao?" Chen Zongzhong stood In the steps, said calmly. At the same time, he took out a cigarette without panic and lit it slowly.

The day before yesterday, Zhongshan Road crossed the street. The Huang family sent people to attack and kill.

All ten killers died.

Today, Chen Zong personally came to the door and offered the severed fingers of ten Huang Clan killers. Finished Bi returned to Zhao.

Huang Zhengming's hands were trembling slightly, and under his sunglasses, his pupils stared at Chen Zongheng who was dozens of meters away.

Throughout the scene, the atmosphere freezes to the extreme.

All the guests present were all dumbfounded.

It was scared to be unbelievable by the scene before me.

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