Ultimate Pawn

As the sun sets, it is almost dusk.

At the entrance of Qiu's Building, five Mercedes-Benz cars waited quietly.

Qiu Yiren and Chen Zongong walked out of the building and got in the car with the support of a group of bodyguards.

As the day passed, it was still calm.

However, the entire Shanghai and Shanghai markets are quietly brewing.

The three-day blood letter period of the Huang family is only the last day of tomorrow.

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

He was calm like an outsider.

Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes sat aside with complicated eyes, absent-minded.

Only the last day is left, and she, pinning all her hopes on this Chen Zongheng.

If something happens to Chen Zong, then her Qiuyi people and the entire Qiu clan will be completely disintegrated by the Huang family.

The Mercedes-Benz fleet drove all the way without any attacks on the road.

Half an hour later, the convoy drove into the purple garden mansion area.

The Mercedes Benz stopped slowly at the gate of Qiu's Manor.

Qiu Yiren and Chen Zong got out of the car and walked into the villa.

In the hall of the villa, on the dining table, the sumptuous dishes are ready.

The family sat down and began to eat.

However, in front of the dining table, except for Chen Zongheng and Qiu Shuangxia who were calm and indifferent, the rest of the people... are all unsure.

Chen Zongzong was tasting the red wine lightly, he didn't care about the ant-like Huang family.

And under the witch Qiushuang, she didn't care about the trivial matters of these giants' battles. In her eyes, there are no things that her sister can't solve. What's more... The Huang family is targeting Chen Zongheng. What does this have to do with her family? The little girl obviously didn't expect this layer, so she was calm.

"Tomorrow, there will be two bodyguard teams sent from the capital to report and expand your bodyguard team." Father Qiu Huaihai was silent for a long time and said to the eldest daughter Qiu Yiren.

"En." Qiu Yiren hesitated and nodded.

"In the past few days, be more careful." Mother Luo Xiangnan reminded me worriedly, really uneasy.

"Mom, don't worry... it's okay." Qiu Yiren picked up the dishes, took a bite of rice, and concealed his inner anxiety.

But how can Luo Xiangnan as a mother feel at ease?

Luo Xiangnan turned his head and looked at Chen Zongheng.

"Xiao Chen, these few days... I also hope that you, be sure, ensure the safety of the Iraqi people." Luo Xiangnan's voice was solemn. This is a plea from a mother.

Chen Zongheng put down the wine glass gently.

"Your daughter will be fine." His voice was calm, but with an inexplicable breath.

"Because I am Chen Zongheng."

As soon as he said this, the air was silent.

Arrogant, domineering, vertical and horizontal.

Just relying on his words, actually... gives people an aura of invincibility in the world.

Because he is Chen Zongheng.

At this moment, Qiu Yiren raised her head, her beautiful eyes looked at the man inexplicably...Somehow, there was an inexplicable emotion flashing through her eyes.

Father Qiu Huaihai also looked at Chen Zongheng in amazement... He had been in Jianghu shopping malls for decades, but he had never seen such a deep breath in a young man.

He actually faintly saw the shadow of a ‘fierce beast’ from this young man.

"Cut, who do you think you are? You can't live for two days, and you've been blowing around here. You Chen Zongong's name is still the King of Heaven and Laozi?" The little witch Qiu Shuang on the side didn't buy it, her pretty face pursed. Chen Zong glanced sideways as if looking at an idiot.

Chen Zonggong's eyes were calm, and he didn't pay attention to Qiushuang, he slowly raised the goblet and took a sip.

Why play the piano to the birds?

If Qiu Shuangxia's words were heard by those mercenaries on the battlefield overseas, I would be trembling with fright.

Because the bragging name in her mouth represents a meaning: hell.

Grim Reaper, Chen Zongheng.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the villa, the night sky is dotted with stars.

The entire Shanghai and Shanghai markets are shrouded in tranquility.

Tonight, is the **** appointment from the Huang family, the second night.

Tonight, someone is destined to be unable to sleep.

...

The sun rises.

This city wakes up from the dark night.

The last day of the **** letter of the Huang family.

Early in the morning, Chen Zong put on a suit, tie and watch, and then walked out of the villa calmly.

Still, as usual, head to the Qiu’s villa and have a meal.

A glass of red wine, a steak.

After the meal was over, Qiu Yiren drove with him to the Qiu's Mansion.

Today, the number of escorted Mercedes-Benz fleets is greater.

A full ten Mercedes-Benz cars, back and forth, support from side to side. Take precautions on all sides to protect the main car in the middle.

Qiu Yiren and Chen Zongong sat in the middle main car like this, and the air inside the car looked quiet.

Outside the car window, there is a constant flow of street people in the morning rush hour.

Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes scanned the window complicatedly, not knowing what was thinking in her heart.

"Mr. Chen, are you... really sure?" After hesitating for a long time, Qiu Yi turned her head, her beautiful eyes were complicated, and she asked with a hint of tension.

Huang's appointment, the last day. Qiu Yi's heart can't calm down at all, and he is very worried.

"No." Chen Zongheng suddenly returned a word faintly.

This.

Hearing this, Qiu Yiren's pretty face suddenly changed.

not sure?

All her bets, the company's prospects...all weighed on this man. But now, he said...not sure?

"When dealing with ants, why do you need to grasp it? Raise your finger and wipe it out."

Chen Zongheng lay quietly on the luxury massage chair of the car, closed his eyes, and said quietly.

In his eyes, it seemed that the Huang Family was really like an ant.

Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes were complicated and solemn, and he looked at this man for a long time before sighing lightly.

At this moment, she really... didn't have any chance.

Today, all hopes are pinned on Chen Zongheng.

If Chen Zongheng dies, then the next one to die... is her Qiu Clan.

The Mercedes Benz fleet slowly stopped downstairs in the Qiu's Building.

Along the way, there is no danger, no attack. But everyone knows that this is the tranquility before the storm.

At this time, it was the morning rush hour for work. At the gate of Qiu's Building, an endless stream of employees were rushing to work.

Chen Zongheng and Qiu Yiren got off the car and slowly walked into the building.

All around, when the employees saw Chen Zongheng, they all talked in a low voice.

Everyone looked at this man with complicated eyes.

"My God, Director Chen...he didn't even escape...Today, but the last day of the Huang family's appointment."

"The Huang family's appointment, tomorrow... he is going to die. Eh."

"What should we do? What about our Qiu Group?"

The employees were cautious and whispered with a sigh.

A negative panic spread among the thousands of employees in Qiu's Building.

Yes, the Huang Family’s appointment deadline.

Everyone knew that the Huang family was about to make a move.

Security director Chen Zongheng is bound to die.

As for their Qiu Clan, they are also...

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