Ultimate Pawn

Looking at the woman leaning on her.

Chen Zongheng's eyes were cold, exuding a chill.

However, he finally held back.

They could only support Qiu Yiren, and the two of them walked out of the western restaurant like a couple.

At this time, at the entrance of the western restaurant, the group of Qiu's bodyguards were standing in front of the convoy, waiting respectfully.

When I saw Chen Zongong helping Mr. Qiu out...

The group of bodyguards at the door was taken aback first? ?

This? ?

what's going on? ?

Mr. Chen and Mr. Qiu... are already, how good are they? ?

"Ahem!" Suddenly, the leader of the bodyguard, Yang Feng, gave a light cough, reminding his men not to be nosy.

The bodyguards looked back again and again, with embarrassment on their faces. A group of bodyguards turned their heads and pretended not to see them.

Chen Zong supported Qiu Yiren and escorted her into the Maybach car.

Then, Chen Zengzeng glanced at Yang Feng, hooked his finger at him, and motioned for him to come over.

Yang Feng was taken aback? Hastily stepped forward cautiously and came to the husband.

"Sir, what's your order?" Yang Feng asked respectfully.

Chen Zongheng stood there, took a deep breath, and said in a calm tone, "I have nothing to do with Qiu Yiren. Let your men don't guess too much."

Yang Feng: "..."

If it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

Mr. Chen... why do you have to explain it specially?

Isn't that special? Isn't there no silver three hundred taels here? !

Yang Feng was full of weird faces, but he was absolutely impossible to say these words.

He wants to live a few more years.

Yang Feng nodded repeatedly, "Yes...I understand."

After seeing Yang Feng nodding.

Then Chen Zong turned around and got into the Maybach car.

The Mercedes Benz fleet started, escorting the Qiu Yi people, and drove all the way towards the Qiu's Manor...

Late at night, the neon lights on both sides of the street are still gorgeous and flashing.

On New Year's Eve, the streets are extremely lively.

Qiu Yiren was sitting in the Maybach car, her pretty face and head lightly leaning against the car window.

Holding the two quick-print photos in her hand, she looked again and again, her beautiful eyes blurred, with a trace of inexplicability.

These two photos were taken secretly by the photographer in Fangcai's western restaurant.

Qiu Yiren handed one of the photos to Chen Zongheng.

"Sir, give you one too, as a memento."

Chen Zongheng, who was sitting by the side, stared slightly in a daze.

He turned his head and glanced at the picture.

The photo shows the moment when he and Qiu Yiren ate together.

The picture freezes, as if eternal.

The woman in the picture looked at herself angrily with faintly resentful eyes.

The scene in that scene actually made...Chen Zongheng's heart trembled slightly.

It seems to be a bit messy.

He thought of Ren Jie back then.

In an instant, he pulled back his thoughts.

"A mere photo, why do you need to commemorate it?" Chen Zongheng took the photo, shredded it, lowered the car window, and threw it outside.

"Hey...you." Qiu Yi's pretty face was drunk and wanted to stop, but it was too late.

Scraps of the sky full of photos, scattered outside the window, turned into a little bit of broken stars in the dark night.

He is a **** of death and never needs to be remembered.

He doesn't need emotions, no women, no fetters.

Chen Zong looked at another photo in Qiu Yiren's hand.

Even if he really needs emotions.

It's just the desire of the flesh, acting every time.

Solve physiological needs.

However, the Qiu Yi in front of him, obviously, could not be the target of acting on the spot.

Therefore, it is impossible for Chen Zongheng to have any emotions with Qiuyi.

It's impossible.

His gaze swept to another photo in Qiu Yiren's hand.

It seems that I also want to destroy that photo.

Qiu Yiren's pretty face was slightly drunk, and he subconsciously hid the photo behind him.

"Hand it over." Chen Zongheng's voice was calm, staring at her, and uttering three words.

"I... I just tore it out by myself." Qiu Yiren said, in front of Chen Zongheng, a little unbearable... crumpled the photo into a ball of confetti.

"I'm satisfied with this." Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes stared at him with a bit of resentment.

"Throw it away." Chen Zengheng uttered two words.

The Qiuyi bit his red lips and threw the photo confetti into the trash can in the Maybach car.

"Throwing out the window is uncivilized, and points will be deducted." Qiu Yiren explained.

Chen Zong turned his head and sat on the seat, quietly closing his eyes and resting.

Inside the Maybach car, it fell silent.

Qiu Yiren’s beautiful eyes were blurred, she was sitting in a chair drunk, leaning against the car window, also a little weak, and fell asleep in a daze...

I do not know how long it has been.

The Maybach car finally stopped in front of the Qiu's Manor.

Qiu Yiren was awakened in a daze.

She opened her eyes suspiciously? The slightly drunken pretty face suddenly became a little blush.

When I just fell asleep, my head...unknowingly, it was resting on Mr. Chen's shoulder again...

This.

Qiu Yi's face blushed and quickly got up.

"Sorry... I'm asleep, I don't know..." Qiu Yiren explained quickly.

At this time, Chen Zongheng looked at her with cold eyes and indifferently.

Qiu Yi's face was blushing, and he ran out of the Maybach sedan.

Chen Zonggong's eyes were cold, and he got out of the car.

Wait until she walks into the villa and confirms her safety.

Chen Zongheng then lit a cigarette, turned around... and walked towards the villa on the opposite side of the lawn.

After returning to the villa, Chen Zongheng took off his suit jacket and walked into the bathroom with a naked muscular body, turned on the shower, and started washing.

The icy water wet his body, and it seemed to freeze his body in this harsh January winter.

But Chen Zongheng didn't have the slightest mood swing, just let the biting cold water wash his body.

Because at this time, the images of Ren Jie kept appearing in his mind.

The icy cold water constantly washed his body.

Chen Zonggong looked indifferent, picked up the Huawei mobile phone, and dialed a phone in the capital of the capital.

"Reaper, it's ten o'clock at night! What the **** do you want to do?" On the other end of the phone, as soon as the call was connected, Zhang Yuzhou's angry voice came.

Another call came late at night.

This six-star saint in the imperial capital, these days, has hardly had a good night's sleep.

From time to time in the middle of the night, I was disturbed by Chen Zongheng.

"Zhang Yuzhou, make money." Chen Zongheng's voice was indifferent and cold, and he said directly to the other end of the phone without being polite.

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Yuzhou: "..."

"I!@#$%^$%&%^%*((*＠＠＠＄#％＆＊#" Zhang Yuzhou screamed at the phone, he was obviously out of anger! He called in the middle of the night. Here, it turned out to be for money again!!

"How much do you want?!" Zhang Yuzhou forced to endure the irritable impulse in his heart and asked angrily.

"Five hundred billion." Chen Zongheng's voice was calm and indifferent, letting cold water wash over his body, and said lightly.

"I! @#$%^$! Are you a bank ATM?! What do you want so much money for?!!!" Zhang Yuyu cursed directly! Five hundred billion, what the fuck! !

Where is he going to make so much money? ! !

"The mission needs." Chen Zong said indifferently, holding the phone.

"What task requires 500 billion of funds?!!! Are you a **** mission to protect the ‘express’?!" Zhang Yuzhou’s voice roared during the call.

The "express delivery" he was referring to was naturally Qiuyi.

That woman is Chen Zongheng's protection object, and the mission covert code is [Decoy Express Courier **** mission. 】

"The Qiu Yiren's company was under commercial attack and needs financial assistance."

Chen Zongheng's voice was indifferent and said slowly.

Since then, when dining with Qiu Yiren, he has already seen through this woman's emotional mask.

This woman should have encountered financial difficulties again. But he pretended to be calm.

How could this woman's facial expression escape Chen Zongheng's eyes.

He has undergone special psychological potential, facial features detection training.

He can detect the secret of the other person's heart through the facial expressions of a person.

In this world, almost no one's facial expressions, inner activities, can... escape the eyes of his death.

Therefore, Chen Zongzheng almost saw through Qiu Yiren's cover with a glance.

He knew that this woman was short of money.

Except for the commercial sniper encounter, there is almost no other possibility.

In order to ensure that Qiu Yiren’s company can continue to operate normally, to help him lure the Bible organization behind it.

So Chen Zong dialed Zhang Yuzhou's phone and asked him for money.

In fact, Chen Zongheng's other identity, Ashura's identity account, has a wealth that is enough to make an enemy country rich enough for him to provide any support.

But that identity is too secret.

In order to prevent the identity from being leaked, Chen Zong did not intend to use that identity lightly.

The most suitable person he can think of is Zhang Yuzhou.

This task was assigned to him by him.

This **** should be wiped by him.

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