Ultimate Pawn

He took off his leather jacket, tights, and leather boots.

Take off the military watch from your wrist.

Take off everything about Ashura's clothes.

Then, they packed them carefully and put them in the closet.

At this time, he became the security director of the Qiu Group, Chen Zong.

How quickly the identity has changed.

He has undergone the most professional transformation training.

He is the top killer in the summer.

Can be transformed into another person's identity overnight.

No sound, no flaws.

That heavy identity has become his secret hidden under the endless soul.

Turned around, walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and started taking a cold shower.

In the cold winter of December, in the temperature of minus degrees Celsius, but still bathing in cold water.

Such physical qualities are simply unbelievable.

Use the shower gel to wash away all the gunpowder and the smell of blood on your body.

Then, he slowly walked out of the bathroom.

Naked body, came to the cloakroom.

Put on a white shirt and trousers.

Put on a tie.

Put on a black suit jacket.

Button the shirt buttons one by one.

Then, he raised his wrist and put on the Omega watch again.

After putting on everything, he recovered again, that elegant and cold identity.

Chen Zong.

Standing in front of the mirror, staring at his appearance for a long time.

Hardly any flaws can be seen.

And the only thing that can be found is the slight wound scar on his neck.

This scar was last night... when killing on the battlefield, accidentally... it was scratched by the warhead of the missile exploded.

Although it was only a small trace, it still aroused Chen Zong's solemn vigilance.

He is a very cautious person, he will never let any clues of himself be exposed to everyone's eyes.

A subtle detail exposure, as far as he is concerned...maybe, is the debunking of his identity.

Therefore, he would never allow it.

The scar on the neck may not be seen by ordinary people.

But... those senior military experts can tell at a glance... this was scratched by missile fragments.

Reminiscing about the battle last night, the secret of his identity... may be leaked.

Although this possibility is extremely low, it cannot be ruled out.

He will never allow his identity to be leaked.

So, he lit a cigarette.

Then, using the burning cigarette butt...to my neck...should be pressed down!

"Zi..." The hot flames lit by cigarette butts, and the sound of scorching skin echoed in the air.

Even, you can feel the smell of burns and scald on your skin!

But Chen Zongheng looked calm and indifferent, and his pupils did not shrink at all.

Of course he... can feel the sharp pain.

But he did not fluctuate in the slightest.

This concentration is simply terrifying.

After a few seconds, he slowly removed the cigarette butt.

On the neck, the tiny bomb slashed scars, which had been deformed by the scalding, and the scars had been concealed.

It became a reddish cigarette **** burn mark.

After handling everything, he discarded the cigarette butt.

With a suit collar, carefully concealed the scar on his neck.

The hair dryer dries the hair, then turned and walked out of the cloakroom.

But when he took a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

He returned to the cloakroom, took out a bottle of men's perfume, and sprayed it lightly on his clothes.

His body still has a strong pungent smell of gunpowder and smoke... This kind of smell is difficult to eliminate for a while.

In order to cover up the smell of gunpowder, he could only cover it up with perfume.

After dealing with all this, Chen Zong walked out of the villa.

The pink Lamborghini under Autumn Frost was still parked in front of the villa.

He opened the door and checked it carefully in the seat of the Lamborghini sports car.

After confirming that there were no traces, he was seated in the car.

Posture Lamborghini, step on the gas pedal... directly to the Qiu family villa tens of meters away.

8:30 in the morning.

In the Qiu’s villa, breakfast has been prepared.

At this time, the Qiu family of four was sitting at the dining table, waiting for Mr. Chen to arrive.

According to usual habits, Mr. Chen usually arrives around 8 or 30, finishes breakfast, and then escorts Qiu Yiren to work.

At this time, the time is already 8:30 on the hour.

The second hand on the wall clock rotates every second.

Just when the second hand jumped to 59 seconds.

Suddenly... there was a roar of engines outside the door of the villa.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden brake.

After a few seconds, Chen Zongheng's calm and elegant figure slowly walked into the villa.

One minute is not bad, one second is not less.

Just the last second at 8:30.

Stepped into the villa.

Not late.

"You're finally here? I'm almost hungry after waiting!" Before the dinner table, the little witch Qiu Shuang muttered dissatisfiedly, "Why did you drive my Lamborghini out last night?!"

"Bar." Chen Zonggong's eyes were indifferent, and he faintly returned the words.

Qiu Shuangxia: ...? ? ?

Can't tell...this little white face, would he still clubbing? ?

The sister Qiu Yiren on the side... is also shocked? ? ?

"Which bar? Next time I go clubbing, take me? My Shenlong set... I can drink 2 sets per person~!" Qiu Shuangxia said excitedly.

"Don't mess around." The father Qiu Huaihai on the side said, interrupting his daughter's gibberish.

"Xiao Chen is here, sit down... Let's have a meal together."

Qiu's mother Luo Xiangnan greeted softly.

Chen Zongguang's eyes were calm and cold, and he nodded... Then stepping on his leather shoes, he walked straight to the dining table.

Pulling away an empty chair next to Qiu Yiren, he slowly took a seat.

But the moment Chen Zongheng sat down.

The Qiu Yiren on the side was slightly taken aback by her beautiful eyes? ?

Because... She smelled a hint of perfume?

This perfume...Did it float from Mr. Chen?

She turned her head suspiciously, her face full of consternation...Look at Mr. Chen here?

This? ? ?

Mr. Chen has never been... a person who loves perfume? !

But today...why did he suddenly spray perfume? ?

And... still such a strong mint men's fragrance?

"Huh... did you spray perfume today?" At the same time, under the sister Qiu Shuang next door, she sniffed and keenly smelled the scent floating in the air... asked doubtfully.

Chen Zongguang's eyes were calm, sitting on the chair, nodding lightly, and admitting.

The little witch Qiu Shuang looked at him with a stunned face... surprised and puzzled.

This little white face, never sprayed perfume before? ! Today, is the sun coming out from the west? !

Something! There must be something in this!

"Are you... going on a blind date today?" The little witch asked curiously.

Hmm~ As soon as this statement came out, the scene... instantly became a bit embarrassing.

"Shuangxia, don't be rude!" The sister Qiu Yiren on the side hurriedly shouted!

Chen Zong's eyes were calm and he lit a cigarette without answering the question under Qiu Shuang.

At the table, the atmosphere became a little awkward.

The nanny aunt started to have breakfast.

Steak, fried eggs, sandwiches, and hot milk.

At this moment, Chen Zongheng suddenly asked the nanny aunt for a curry paste.

Slowly spread the processed... curry paste with a pungent smell on the steak.

Then, he picked up the knife and fork and began to eat.

The reason why he had to apply curry paste...for nothing else...just to cover up the smell of gunpowder and gunpowder smoke left on his body.

And just now, the cigarette he inadvertently lit... also to... cover his breath.

Because the pungent smell of gunpowder is very strong, and...the smell is special, most people can detect the abnormality just a little bit.

Ordinary people, New Year's Day and New Year's Day...set off a firecracker...The strong smell of gunpowder can be left on your body for a long time.

What's more, he experienced such a heroic killing last night?

The strong smell of gunpowder and blood...it was difficult to remove for a while...so he could only use this method to cover up the smell.

The pungent nicotine taste of cigarettes, and the strong taste of Indian curry, neutralized together, will merge into... a smell similar to gunpowder.

In this way, the smell of gunpowder and smoke on his body can also find excuses...take the opportunity to cover up the past.

Brothers, ask for a monthly pass...! ! !

Isn't Chen Zongheng not strong?

Ask for a monthly pass!

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