Ultimate Pawn

In the evening, the sunset is twilight, and the sky is dyed red.

At this time, the entire Shanghai and Shanghai markets have fallen into the beginning of a huge turmoil brewing.

The news of a blood letter from the Huang family almost spread throughout the city.

[Shanghai Bund Evening News], [Yangtze River Daily], [Economic Evening News]...

The major media organizations and major online news exploded in an instant.

For a time, rumors spread.

And the Qiu Group, that mysterious man with the surname "Chen", finally...for the first time... caught everyone's eyes.

People are speculating wildly about the identity of this man surnamed Chen?

Who will he be?

How could he force the Huang family to send a blood book letter? !

Most of the people are outsiders. The news heard is also limited to this. All they knew was that the Huang family sent a blood letter to a man surnamed "Chen" in Qiu's Mansion.

As for, who is that man?

Everyone does not know.

Because the news was blocked very quickly, it was soon forcibly suppressed by the official agency.

At this time, as a party to this great turmoil.

Chen Zongheng, he was sitting quietly in the Mercedes-Benz car, faintly puffing out smoke rings...

The streets of Shanghai and the sea are extremely congested during peak off hours.

The Mercedes Benz fleet is jammed in the crowded traffic.

Sitting in the Mercedes-Benz, Qiu Yi's whole person looked inexplicably complicated and worried.

Today, the Huang family sent a blood letter.

This is the ultimatum.

There are three days left, three days later...

She dared not think about the result three days later.

Then, what kind of turmoil will be?

Quietly, she turned her head secretly and glanced at the man sitting next to her.

Chen Zongheng was dressed in a straight suit and his eyes were indifferent, as he slowly dangling his cigarette, like an outsider.

It seems that in his eyes, the three-day covenant is in vain.

This Mr. Chen... is he really not worried at all?

Qiu Yiren was surprised and uncertain. It's really hard for her to imagine... even harder to figure out the result.

Mr. Chen, no matter how strong he is...but, in the end, two fists are hard to beat four hands.

A human being, even if it is invincible and the world, can hardly reach an entire army.

And the Huang Family, the power of the nest, thousands of thousands.

Mr. Chen is alone, how can he resist?

"Your mood is very messy." Chen Zongheng slowly spit out a smoke ring, and suddenly said.

Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes blinked slightly, and shook his head somewhat concealedly, "No, no."

"Your breathing is very fast, your heartbeat is messy, your posture is restless, and your high heels move every three seconds, so... you are in a mess at the moment."

His eyes were faint, with a cigarette in his mouth, his white face lightly sideways, just looking at Qiu Yiren.

Qiu Yiren was stunned by his meticulous observation.

After hesitating for a long time, she sighed lightly. Remove the concealment in her heart, her tension, anxiety, worry... are in a glance.

"Mr. Chen, three days later, the Huang family's appointment, how do you... respond?"

Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm, and he slowly spit out a smoke ring.

"Never thought about it." His answer was simple and easy.

Hearing this answer, Qiu Yiren was stunned.

This is his answer?

"Mr. Chen, the Huang family is a century-old giant... If you rely on one person, I am afraid... it will be difficult to deal with. Do you have foreign aid?" Qiu Yi asked anxiously.

"No need." Chen Zengheng's answer is still simple, three words are his answer.

"Just the ant Huang's family, I, one person is enough."

Do you need foreign aid to deal with an ant transcendence?

To deal with the threat of an ant, he... why bother?

At the fingertips, that's it.

Hearing this man's arrogant and domineering answer, Qiu Yiren's heart...only a dullness and awe.

Her mood is more complicated.

Is this man really confident...or is he exaggerating?

Along the way, there was no crisis in the evening.

The Mercedes-Benz fleet drove slowly into the purple garden mansion area.

The motorcade crossed the boulevard and stopped in front of the Qiu's villa.

Qiu Yiren stepped out of the car, looking a little tired, and walked into the villa.

With a cigarette in his mouth, Chen Zong turned and walked towards his villa across from the lawn.

When he came to the door of his villa, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Because the lights are on in the floor-to-ceiling windows of the villa?

Is there someone in his house?

Chen Zong took out the password door card, unlocked, and opened the door.

Then his eyes were stunned.

I saw that the lobby of my villa was filled with various snack packaging bags and empty beverage bottles.

The end under Qiu Shuang was wearing a miniskirt and hot pants, lying on the sofa indecently, playing mobile games and eating potato chips.

The potato chips were scattered all over the floor.

At a glance, it was like being ruined by a mouse.

Chen Zongheng's gaze frowned slightly.

He is obsessed with cleanliness and loves cleaning.

But at this time, the picture in front of him really made his face a little bit cold.

Under Autumn Frost!

Chen Zongheng looked indifferent, step by step, walked into the living room.

"What are you doing?" His eyes were cold, just staring at the charming **** the sofa.

At this time, the witch Qiu Shuang was showing her big white legs, and the ‘weapons’ on her chest was squeezed together, and the gully of two pairs of white rabbits could be seen faintly.

However, Chen Zheng obviously has no interest in this.

His eyes were cold and indifferent, staring directly at Qiu Yiren's eyes.

Seeing this man coming back, Qiu Shuang looked up in surprise, and cast a glance at him with his watery eyes.

"Heh, you're back." Qiu Shuang continued to play the game, and did not forget to throw a potato chip into his mouth to chew.

"From today, this villa will belong to me."

"As for you, let's run away as soon as possible. No, here." Qiu Shuang said, using greasy jade hands, took out a compressed, pleated ticket from the hot pants pocket and handed it to him.

The ticket still carries a hint of feminine fragrance, and the travel time on the ticket is twelve o'clock tonight.

International flight itinerary from Shanghai to a certain country in Africa.

"what for?"

Chen Zong's eyes frowned slightly, and instead of taking the ticket, he glanced at the witch.

"Heh, don't pretend. You can't protect yourself, and you still pretend to be so cold?" Qiu Shuang's beautiful eyes paled with disdain.

"Patriarch Huang, I sent you a blood letter and will take your head three days later. The news has spread throughout Shanghai. What else are you pretending?"

"Anyone, you can run away by plane early tonight. Anyway, you won't live long if you stay in Shanghai. If you don't run, you won't live for three days at most."

Qiu Shuang chewed potato chips in her mouth, and said lightly with her cute and beautiful face being braced by the flesh.

At school today, she had already inquired about the news that shocked the whole city.

When she learned that the head of the Huang family had sent a blood letter to the Qiu Group, her heart was now tense. Began to worry about my sister.

However, after digging into the news, I learned... It turned out that the blood letter was addressed to the Qiu Group, a security director surnamed Chen.

Well, isn't it the **** little white face Chen Zong who comes to his house every night to eat dinner?

Thinking of this, Qiu Shuang Xia actually gloated in misfortune.

She felt a little itchy thinking about Chen Zong's luxurious villa. So I bought a ticket for Chen Zongheng and sent him to escape from the Shanghai Sea, and this villa belonged to her!

The little witch is planning to illegally occupy the villa!

She didn't care about Chen Zong's life or death, the only thing she wanted was this villa.

Such a big villa can be converted into a nightclub and bar. Wouldn’t it be possible to find sisters to have a party in the future?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

As for whether Chen Zong could escape from the Shanghai Sea, whether it was alive or dead, she didn't care.

That little white face ate and drank every day, she had long been displeased. Even if it is really dead, it doesn't matter.

Chen Zongheng's expression was calm and indifferent, just standing in place.

His eyes stared at Qiu Shuang. As if looking at an idiot.

Is this woman an idiot?

Chen Zongheng slowly squeezed out the cigarette butt.

Then, step by step, he walked towards Qiu Shuang.

"What are you doing?" Qiu Shuang's pretty face was dull, staring at the man nervously.

Chen Zheng directly stretched out his hand, hugged one arm, and directly lifted the little girl who weighed more than 90 kilograms.

"Hey...what are you doing?! You let me go!" Qiu Shuang's pretty face was furious and panicked, and began to struggle.

Chen Zongheng looked indifferently, carrying Qiushuang's delicate body, and walked directly to the door of the villa.

Then, he threw the witch out of the door.

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