Ultimate Pawn

"Xiao Chen, sit down quickly. Eat together." Patriarch Qiu Huaihai, sitting at the dining table, greeted.

Chen Zongzong was smoking a cigarette, his eyes calm... Slowly came to the table, pulled a mahogany chair away, and sat down slowly.

But, as he just sat down.

"Quah~!" Suddenly, the mahogany chair under him cracked directly!

"Boom!" A cry!

The mahogany chair under Chen Zongheng's body was crushed and cracked by a huge amount of force!

Chen Zongheng's body is heavy with heavy lead. At this moment... even this mahogany chair cannot bear the weight of his body!

The Qiu Yiren on the side had beautiful eyes dull and stunned, watching this scene dullly...? ? ?

What's the situation? ? ?

Sister Qiu Shuang, her pretty face... is also dumbfounded? ?

"Let me go?? You broke my chair??" Qiu Shuang's voice was shocked, like a frightened bird, completely shocked by this scene!

Qiu Huaihai, who was directly above the dining table, also looked shocked, and the corners of his mouth twitched? ! !

This... fucking? ?

Sit down and collapse the mahogany chair? ?

This set of mahogany chairs is an artwork that he spent tens of millions of dollars and photographed from a master craftsman.

Qiu Huaihai resisted the urge to drip blood in his heart and called to the nanny.

"Clean up, and bring Mr. Chen... a new chair."

The babysitter nodded and hurriedly came over from the dining table, another mahogany chair, and placed it in front of Chen Zongheng.

"No, take it away, I'll eat while standing."

Chen Zongheng's voice was calm and indifferent, and said slowly.

Then, he ignored the table...The Qiu family looked surprised, he just stood in front of the table, holding the plate, and enjoying the steak.

The whole scene: very shocked? ?

At the dinner table, the Qiu family of four:...

This? ?

At this moment, Chen Zongheng's body weight has already been loaded, and the weight of more than one thousand catties is on him, and the ordinary chair really cannot bear its weight.

So, he simply stood and ate directly.

There is no need to break another chair.

Standing at the dining table, he was so calm and indifferent, enjoying the steak.

At this time, the morning news was playing on the TV set in the villa restaurant.

In the TV news, the host looked in memory and solemnly reported today's news:

[Today is the sixth national memorial day for the victims of the NJ massacre. 82 years ago, on December 13th, the Chinese invaded and captured NJ. Carried out a tragic massacre. 】

[From 1937 to 2019, 82 years have passed, but the atrocities of Tsinghua R Kou... in the NJ massacre are as clear as yesterday! Currently, there are only 78 registered survivors of the Jinling Massacre. The survivors will eventually die, but history will last forever. Today, in the name of hot summer, together with the world, we mourn, cherish and remember this history! 】

[This morning, at 10:01, the whole city in the south of the Yangtze River will sound an alarm. When the alarm sounds throughout the city, if you are walking on the road, please stop. If you are swiping your phone, please put it down temporarily. If you are driving, please stop and whistle. No matter where you are or what you are doing, please leave a minute to mourn the victims of the NJ massacre. Let us use the simplest action to express our deepest grief. 】

Qiu's villa, in front of the manor table.

When hearing this news report, the Qiu family at the dinner table fell silent.

Jinling Massacre.

Remember the national disaster.

Today is the public sacrifice day of the sixth year.

Qiu Huaihai sighed.

If the people are strong, the country is strong.

In the hot summer, from a backward country, able to develop now, such a turbulent country, everything experienced in it can not be said to have gone through hardships!

Qiu Yiren and Qiu Shuangxia also slowly put down their chopsticks.

Although Qiu Shuang is naughty and playful, in front of the overall situation, there is still a perspective on the overall situation.

Who can survive the national disaster?

At the dinner table, the Qiu family all put down their chopsticks and bowed their heads in silence.

Even Chen Zongheng, who was standing at the dining table, put down his knife and fork.

Staring at the TV screen, he mourned for a long time.

Today is the sixth year of the Public Sacrifice Day.

In a blink of an eye, time passed.

Those people may pass away.

And those history will last forever.

It will never be obliterated.

This breakfast, in silence, finally ran out.

Under Qiu Shuang, carrying a schoolbag, surrounded by bodyguards...Leave the villa and go to school.

And Qiu Yiren and Chen Zongheng also walked out of the villa one after another, ready to go to work.

A caravan of ten Mercedes Benzes stopped quietly at the gate of Qiu's Manor.

The bodyguards were stationed around.

A bodyguard stepped forward respectfully and opened the door of Lieutenant General's Maybach car.

Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes were calm, and he slowly stepped into the Maybach car.

Chen Zongzeng was smoking a cigarette, his eyes were calm and indifferent, and he got into the car immediately.

But when he just stepped into the Maybach car.

The whole car sank sharply.

The entire body tilts instantly.

There seems to be a huge force, crushing **** the seat of the Maybach car. Even the shock absorbers of the car, and even the entire tires are somewhat unbearable.

The Qiu Yiren on the side turned his head in amazement and looked at Mr. Chen in surprise? ? ?

Obviously, where he sat down, the whole car was sunken, and it tilted seriously!

Outside the Maybach car, the security guards are also dumbfounded? ? ? Watching this scene in disbelief? ? ?

"Mr. Chen...you..." Qiu Yiren sat aside, her beautiful eyes were shocked and stared at Chen Zongheng in disbelief.

Want to ask something, but don't know what to ask? ?

This? ?

What's the situation? ?

What did he bring with him? ?

How could it suddenly...become so heavy? ?

Just now, in the morning... he collapsed the mahogany chair.

At this time, the Maybach car was tilted to the side again, and the shock absorber of the whole car was sunken.

Sitting in the Maybach car, Chen Zong spit out a smoke ring faintly.

"Don't panic, just carry a heavy lead." Chen Zongheng uttered a calm and indifferent voice.

Weight-bearing, lead block? ?

Qiu Yiren was taken aback, subconsciously stretched out a finger, reached out in front of Chen Zongheng, gently stretched out his hand... and poked his suit jacket.

Sure enough, there is a cold iron touch inside the suit? ?

But at this moment, Chen Zong suddenly turned his head, his eyes were cold... he glanced at her.

Qiu Yi's pretty face changed, and he apologized again and again, "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry... I'm just... curious, I want to try..."

Chen Zong turned his head and ignored her.

He just sat in the Maybach car, closed his eyes, and faintly puffed out smoke rings.

And the Qiu Yi person on the side was already shocked and complicated!

He, wearing a weight-bearing lead block? ?

What are you doing...?

And... how heavy is this heavy lead weight? ?

It was possible to tilt the entire car's shock absorbers to the crushed depression.

You know, these two Maybach cars may bear the weight of 78 adult men at the same time.

But as a result, Mr. Chen sat down alone, and the car's shock absorber was sunken? ?

This is simply.

It’s the middle of the month. Today, Hangzhou is in heavy fog. Everyone must travel safely.

Ask for a monthly pass...! ! !

Chen Zongheng is about to be **** by the Gong Girl

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