Ultimate Pawn

The entrance of Qiu's Building.

Chen Zongheng still stood there calmly and took a deep breath, "What did you say? I didn't hear it."

Mr. Dong trembled, squatted on the ground, and kowtow violently again!

"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry!!"

The voice was trembling, thick and loud!

In the silent scene, everyone... can hear the apology of the black power boss! The voice was loud and thick, and it passed clearly into the ears of everyone present! !

"I'm sorry, I still didn't hear it." Chen Zengheng slowly let out a puff of smoke, and repeated the sentence just now.

Mr. Dong fell to his knees and took a deep breath, almost with the biggest voice in his life, shouting with all his strength, "Mr. Chen! I'm sorry...!!!"

Following Mr. Dong's roar, all the boys in black suits on the scene shouted again, "Mr. Chen...!!! I'm sorry...!!!"

The sound was majestic and deep, and the whole sky seemed to tremble! ! Hundreds of members of the black forces, all apologize! ! The momentum is extremely shocking! !

If there is anything that can describe the scene at this moment... I'm afraid... only those trembling scenes in the Hong Kong gangster movie can describe the shock at this moment! !

Hundreds of black force members stood in two solemn rows, neatly standing behind the boss, bowing their heads, apologizing to an unremarkable young man! !

This kind of scene is too shocking! Too shocked! ! Everyone... Everyone here is unbelievable! ! is this real? ?

Chen Zongheng's complexion was calm, and he slowly spit out a smoke ring.

"Is the coffin ready? If it's ready, I'll send you on the road." His voice was calm, without the slightest intent to kill.

However, in Dong Guohu's ears, it was like a sword and a sharp sword.

Dong Guohu's body trembled violently, he knelt to the ground and kowtowed!

"Please Mr. Chen, kill me...!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! The violent kowtow echoed in the air!

Everyone present was shocked and shocked!

This scene is too... shocking the heart!

There was silence at the scene! It was so quiet that only Dong Guohu's kowtows could be heard!

A piece of blood was knocked out on the ground!

His forehead cracked and the blood stained his entire face. You can even see Na Sensen's skull.

But he didn't stop, endured the severe pain, and continued to kowtow frantically!

Dong Guohu has been in the arena for decades, he once thought that he was a match for himself. But I don't know that one day, I will meet someone who I can't provoke in this life!

Last night, that turmoil. Let him fully understand that there is another terrible existence in this world.

That kind of bare-handed and physical body to avoid bullets, and one hand to chop a person's neck... Raise your hands and feet, killing people invisible and terrible...!

That kind of devil is not something that Dong Guohu can provoke.

Just relying on his hundreds of little brothers in Dongmen... fundamentally, why can't he live with that man.

Last night, he came and went freely, the clouds were light and breezy.

Dong Guohu has no doubt about the man's words...preparing a coffin...to send you on the road in three days. This is not a joke!

At this moment, he just wants to save his life.

So, he came personally, kowtow, and kneel down! Please forgive me!

"Since you are afraid of life and death, why are you involved?" Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm, with a trace of indifference in his eyes.

As a quack, sooner or later, he must be conscious of ‘death’.

Dong Guohu's body trembled in horror, and continued to kowtow.

The blood continued to penetrate and overflow, staining his face and the ground.

This all-powerful, powerful man of the world, respected as the king of the underground, at this time... has become an ant at the feet of others, madly self-mutilating, just seeking a way to survive.

"Please Mr. Chen...by my life. I am Dong Guohu, I am willing to be a cow and a horse for you... Please, Mr. Chen, hold your hands high, I am just an ant... Don't kill me..."

At this moment, Dong Guohu doesn't have any dignity... even if he doesn't, he still has to live.

Chen Zengheng took a deep breath of the cigarette, bowed his head... glanced at Dong Guohu who was kneeling at his feet.

He couldn't see any emotions in his eyes. No joy or sadness, no anger or hatred.

"The hour is here." Chen Zongheng stretched out **** and slowly pinched out the still burning cigarette butts.

"Send you on the road." His eyes were calm, but the leather shoe on his left foot was slowly raised.

"Mr. Chen...Spare your life...!!!" Dong Guohu completely collapsed at this moment, trembling crazily and limply.

"Asshole! Do you dare to move my dad to try?!!!" Among the black crowd, a black-clothed young man anxiously pulled out a cold and dark pistol from his sleeve! He is Dong Guohu's son, Dong Biao.

Today, follow my father...just to save my life.

But I never thought that the other party was aggressive!

As his son, how can he let his father be killed? !

Behind Dong Biao, a crowd of black people...rushed up instantly!

"Mr. Chen, be merciful...!" Not far away, President Qiu Yiren also had an anxious face, and hurriedly stepped forward, trying to stop...!

However, his leather shoes have already been lifted.

He, the person Chen Zong wanted to kill, no one... could stop him.

"Puff!" The leather shoe smashed Dong Guohu's head with a fierce kick!

It was a burst of scarlet juice splashing!

Dong Guohu's head was trampled into a **** residue, leaving only shattered skulls and blood overflowing everywhere.

He didn't have time to struggle, and he didn't have time to escape.

In the blink of an eye.

His head shattered and died.

The audience was dead silent.

The air seemed to be imprisoned at this moment.

Everyone's eyes widened, staring at the scene in disbelief!

Mr. Dong...dead, dead?

This powerful underground hero... just like that, died on the spot? That's it, died in front of everyone?

Getting a foot...to crush your head?

Chen Zong's eyes were calm, he took out a square handkerchief from his sleeve.

Then, slowly lifted his left foot and wiped off the blood stains on the leather shoes.

A second ago, it took people's lives in the blink of an eye.

In the next second, he had restored his refined temperament, calmly like a gentleman.

"No! Dad!!"

Dong Biao was furious, rushed up violently, and threw himself in front of his father's body, his whole body was completely broken! !

With his own eyes, he watched his father's head being smashed...too late to struggle, too late to shoot to stop it, and too late to close his eyes!

This broke his mind, and smashed!

Behind him, a group of Dongmen members were crushed, and they all shocked the audience! Everyone's mind seems to be buzzing!

Boss, their boss, the boss who smashes the rivers and lakes... That's it... Are you dead?

The head is trampled to pieces? Dead without burial.

Qiu Yiren stayed in place, her beautiful eyes widened... almost forgot to close her eyes and breathe...

She actually saw with her own eyes...The Lord of Dongmen died in front of the Qiu Family Mansion? !

By Chen Zongheng, one foot... trampled to death.

Not far away, Ding Daman and the group of expelled security captains were even more struck by lightning. Everyone was frozen in place, their legs trembling violently! A horrifying coolness spread from the soles of the feet all the way!

A timid security captain... even... was so scared to wet his pants on the spot.

"I have already reminded you. Bring your own coffin. It will be used within three days. But you are not prepared." Chen Zonggong wiped the dust off his suit, then took out a soft Chinese cigarette from his pocket and lit it again.

He took a deep breath and stared calmly at the **** corpse on the ground.

"If you don't have a coffin, you can only die without burial." His voice was indifferent and elegant, and he said this to the corpse on the ground.

Last night, he had reminded Dong Guohu to prepare the coffin so that he could go on the road with peace of mind.

But the other party didn't listen, and wanted to have a fluke.

The **** of death wants you to die for the third watch, and will never leave anyone to the fifth watch.

He Chen Zengheng said it and did it.

"Uh...! You...!!!" Dong Biao's face was twisted with anger, blood-red eyes, and he rushed in front of Chen Zongheng, the dark and cold gun hole was aimed at the center of his eyebrows!

"Murder pays for life!!" Dong Biao's voice was furious, it was a rage that lost his bottom line. Who wouldn't be angry when his father was killed?

Killing the father’s hatred is nothing to share.

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