Ultimate Pawn

Huh~ Yuan Li was stunned when he heard these words?

I'm so...like her?

"Who am I...like?" Yuan Li asked cautiously, curiously and complicatedly.

"An old person." Chen Zonggong's eyes were deep, and he toasted and took a sip of red wine.

Grape wine, bitter and sweet.

As if his mood at this time.

An old friend?

Yuan Li's mood was a bit complicated, and he asked subconsciously, "Is it a female?"

Chen Zongheng's eyes were deep and he nodded.

He continued to drink, the spirits poured into his throat, blending countless loneliness.

That year was young and immature.

That pretty figure in military uniform... after all, became a memory in his mind.

A picture that I never dared to recall.

At this time, Yuan Li, who was sitting across from the dining table, was also...somewhat complicated.

She faintly understood.

Why would Mr. Chen help himself?

Not because of myself.

But...because... I look like a person?

Yuan Li's mood is inexplicably complicated...with a touch of bitterness.

"Is she your girlfriend?" Yuan Li hesitated and asked cautiously.

This time, Chen Zengheng did not answer.

Instead, drink by yourself.

Drink one cup, then pour another cup.

A whole bottle of red wine was almost consumed by him alone.

"That... is it a childhood sweetheart?" Seeing that he didn't answer... Yuan Li cautiously asked again.

‘Kang Dang. The tall wine glass in Chen Zong's hand was suddenly crushed into glass slag!

Countless red wine liquid stained his right hand.

The glass **** pierced the skin of his palm, mixed with scarlet blood.

He dyed his entire palm red.

Yuan Liqiao's face turned pale, shocked by his reaction.

"Mr. Chen...your hand..." Yuan Li hurriedly picked up the tissue and stepped forward, trying to help him deal with the wound.

But Chen Zong pushed away.

"Nothing."

Chen Zongheng replied indifferently. He took out a square towel and slowly wiped off the blood stains and red wine on his palm.

The breath is calm and elegant, and the appearance of wiping blood stains makes people feel like a vampire...He is like a vampire.

Not human.

Yuan Li has complicated eyes, looking at him like this, not knowing what to do.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Yuan Li apologized cautiously.

If it were not for a word of his own, Mr. Chen would not crush the wine glass, causing his palm to be cut.

"Nothing to do with you."

Chen Zongheng's voice was indifferent, and he slowly uttered four words.

He lit a cigarette, and then... sitting at the dining table, he cut a piece of butter cake on his own, and began to enjoy the cake.

It seems that only the act of eating the cake by himself can conceal his inner anxiety at the moment.

After hearing the words "childhood sweetheart", Chen Zongheng's heart was already confused.

In the living room, it seemed a bit quiet.

Chen Zongheng sat there, eating cake quietly.

For the **** of death, there has always been only smoking.

His life is only bitter and dry.

He never eats sweets.

Because of the taste buds of a killer, it must not be covered by sweetness.

The sweetness will affect the killer's sensitivity to the smell of blood.

Sweetness makes the killer's nerves... hesitant.

Sweet is addictive and makes people simple.

Chen Zong never eats sweets.

But tonight, he enjoyed this cream cake for the first time...

Yuan Li clenched his hands tightly and sat aside, looking at the man curiously with beautiful eyes.

Watching him eat quietly.

The scene of this scene seems a bit quiet.

"Sir..." After hesitating for a long time, Yuan Li suddenly said softly.

"Can you...teach me kung fu?" Yuan Li hesitated and pleaded cautiously.

When she said this, her little head... shrugged very low, as if she was afraid that Chen Zongheng would be angry.

Chen Zongheng was also slightly taken aback.

His eyes were calm, and he slowly swept towards her.

"I don't know how to martial arts." Chen Zongheng lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

"I only kill people."

His answer was calm... as if to narrate a very common thing.

He was dead and never practiced Kung Fu.

Kung fu is for fighting.

And what he knows is killing skills!

Hundreds of thousands of killing methods and techniques, like a torrent... they all converged in his mind.

Year after year of life and death training, he... became a living killing machine.

When I heard Mr. Chen's words... Yuan Liqiao's face was slightly pale, and she was a little stunned.

Will only... kill?

This.

But Yuan Li hesitated for a long time, still raised his small head, beautiful eyes firm and stubborn, and said seriously, "I...I want to learn. I want to protect myself."

Chen Zonggong's eyes were indifferent, and he glanced at her lightly.

Weak and boneless body, height 167cm, pupil vision is normal...but this body can't withstand training at all.

"Your body can't bear it."

Chen Zongheng said lightly, severing all possibilities.

"I can learn, I can bear it!" Yuan Li had a complicated face and looked at him stubbornly, "I want to try."

Chen Zongheng stared at Yuan Li with indifferent eyes.

He suddenly faintly saw in the girl's eyes... a...very different stubbornness.

That can be called sharp.

How can there be such a look in a weak body?

‘Zheng! A metal whisper suddenly whizzed past.

Between Chen Zongheng's right hand, a silver-shaped terror blade suddenly emerged.

It has a three-foot silver blade and a hideous shape with barbs all over it.

The name, Devil May Cry!

Cars are like flowing water and horses.

God sees avoiding ghosts see weep!

"Wow!" The Devil May Cry Silver Blade cut through the void, suddenly... hovering in front of Yuan Li Xuebai's neck.

The sharp silver blade had already touched the skin of Yuan Li's neck.

The moment the blade touched her skin, it had already cut through her surface skin.

Only a single cent away, blood can be seen.

At this moment, Yuan Li's beautiful pupils...lightly shrank. Long and narrow eyelashes, panic...Quite a little.

Seeing Yuan Li's reaction like this.

Chen Zongheng's complexion condensed slightly!

This.

Just a second before, he shot a knife with his right hand, and the Devil May Cry Silver Blade, almost breaking the speed of sound, the lightning touched Yuan Li's neck!

Carrying terrorist killing intent is enough to tremble any mortal!

can.

This girl in front of me...but?

She, still standing there calmly.

Except for a light lash of eyelashes... She didn't even move her eyelids?

This!

This made Chen Zengheng unbelievable.

He has gone through countless trials of life and death before he can do... the knife is close and not afraid of danger.

But, this girl in front of me... is just a little girl who has never experienced a rain of blood.

How could she...?

‘Zheng...! The Devil May Cry Silver Blade violently retracted it.

However, it did not fall under the scabbard.

"Extend your hand." Chen Zong said, staring at her with indifferent eyes.

Yuan Li's pretty face was stunned for a moment, a little sluggish, and he stretched out his hand cautiously.

Chen Zongheng gestured, she put the jade hand on the table.

Then, the Devil May Cry Silver Blade... turned into an arc and slammed into Yuan Li's jade hand!

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