Ultimate Pawn

The ninety-ninth floor, the director's office.

Outside, there was rumbling. Everyone is panicking and worrying, the deadline for the last day of the Huang family.

In the office, Chen Zong was still indifferent, like an outsider.

He lit a cigarette, then sat quietly on the chair, took out an Old Testament Bible from the drawer, slowly opened the book, and began to read it.

He does not believe in Judaism or Christianity.

He just killed too much, and wanted to find a little bit of comfort and self-redemption from this holy book of prophecy.

Of course, there is a more important reason.

Learn about all angels in Christianity.

Because, he...has a lifelong slaughter goal-the Bible Organization.

That organization is named after the "Bible".

Every killer is revered as an angel in Christianity.

The Bible does not slaughter and swears not to exceed birth.

He had confronted those terrible angels, blood stained the west, and corpses were everywhere.

That was an unprecedented **** slaughter.

From the Pacific, all the way to the Atlantic.

Across the entire northern hemisphere.

But in the end, the Bible angels could not be slaughtered.

The mystery of that organization is profound and terrifying.

Thinking of this, in Chen Zongheng's pupils, a turbulent killing... flashed past.

He slowly opened the book, searched the catalog, and... found the record in that page:

[The highest among the messengers of God, the head of angels-Seraphim. 】

[‘I saw the Lord sitting on a high throne. Her clothes hang down, covering the temple. The crimson flame is an emblem. Raising his hand, the sky was filled with red flames, burning the sky. ’】

This is the record of that terrifying ‘blazing angel’ in the Holy Classics.

She is the highest priest.

She is the lord of angels.

She comes from the realm of blazing flames.

Chen Zengzeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared straight at the three words "blazing angel" on the book paper.

Unconsciously, the veins in his hands have gradually become prominent.

A terrifying murder is surging around the body!

At this moment, suddenly the door of the office was pushed open.

"Mr. Chen, let's go to lunch together." President Qiu Yi stood at the door like a man.

But the next second, when her beautiful eyes glanced at Chen Zongheng, her pretty face turned pale suddenly, and her heart trembled suddenly!

The high-heeled shoes under my feet stepped back in a panic.

With just this glance, she... was shocked and retreated by the terror of the man in the office!

What a terrible murder.

The man's eyes looked like a beast. No, it's scarier than a beast.

It seemed to be a demon who wanted to slaughter everything.

At the same time, Chen Zong's murderous intent suddenly converged and disappeared.

He slowly closed the "Bible" book and carefully put it back into the drawer.

Then he lit a cigarette, got up, and walked out of the office.

"Deng Deng Deng" Qiu Yi only felt that his heart was beating so terribly, he went back a few steps again and again.

She was really frightened by this man's murderous intent.

"Let's go, eat." Chen Zongheng said lightly, his voice calm.

At this time, he returned to the appearance of the elegant and fair-skinned youth.

It's like a scholar, a scholar, not...a **** of death who kills the sky.

"Ah...then... let's go."

Qiu Yiren's mood is complicated and shocked, her pretty face is still in horror, and she follows Chen Zongheng. At this moment, her voice trembled slightly.

She deliberately kept a certain distance.

Because she was really shocked by the terrorist killing intent just now.

The two of them came to the group's internal restaurant.

At eleven o'clock at noon, it is time for meal.

In the restaurant, countless employees are dining.

But when Chen Zong walked into the restaurant.

The atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became a bit quieter.

Colleagues looked at him with complicated eyes...

This man, at this time, has become the core of everyone's focus.

Today is the last day of the Huang Family's appointment.

Once today is over, tomorrow... will be the time for the Huang family to do it.

In other words, this Chen Zong... won't survive, tomorrow.

Discuss in a low voice, everyone dare not speak loudly.

But in everyone's eyes, this Chen Zong... is already a dying person.

What they were surprised was that this Chen Zong... why didn't he escape?

Why does he dare to stay here and still dare to stay in the Shanghai and Shanghai markets?

Is he really not afraid of death?

Or could he say that he knew he had nowhere to escape and was ready to die?

"Let's go, let's go to the inner box." Qiu Yiren said softly.

She seemed to feel the atmosphere of the staff in the restaurant, so she said to Chen Zongheng.

"No, just sit outside." Chen Zongeng slowly let out a puff of smoke, and said calmly.

So the two chose an empty seat in the restaurant on the side and sat down.

The aunt of the restaurant respectfully served the dishes.

"Bring me a bottle of red wine, Lafite with a vintage of not less than five years." Chen Zongzong said slowly with a cigarette in his mouth.

No wine is not happy.

Before every meal, red wine is indispensable.

Soon, the waiter in the restaurant brought a bottle of rare Lafite.

Chen Zongheng just sat in the company restaurant, sipped red wine, and enjoyed lunch.

His indifferent appearance is simply... unimaginable.

The death of the enemy is approaching. Today is the deadline.

But he still sips the red wine and enjoys lunch quietly?

He, where's the courage?

Why is he calm?

In the restaurant, all the employees who are dining... their faces are extremely complicated.

Obviously, everyone has no intention of dining.

The eyes of hundreds of people focused on Chen Zongheng.

A dying person enjoys lunch quietly, sipping red wine.

Such a picture is indeed too weird.

Too unreasonable.

Qiu Yiren sat beside him, looking at Chen Zong with complicated beautiful eyes.

At this time, Chen Zongheng was so quiet and so indifferent.

Elegant drinking and dining.

With that appearance, Qiu Yiren even had an illusion... as if the blood letter from the Huang family hadn't been sent... and the father of the Huang family was not dead either. All the contradictions did not happen.

However, in a blink of an eye she dispelled this brief illusion.

Everything is tense.

Huang's father-in-law was killed. Today is the deadline for the Huang's blood letter.

Mr. Chen, is he... really sure?

"Why don't you eat it?" Chen Zongheng handed a piece of steak into his mouth with a fork, and then turned to look at Qiu Yiren.

Qiu Yiren shook his head lightly, "I have no appetite."

"You have to eat. You can watch the show only if you are full." Chen Zongheng calmly raised his goblet and took a sip of red wine.

Qiu Yiren was a little surprised, puzzled... what he meant to watch the show? What does it mean?

At the same time, the crowd in the restaurant.

An employee was secretly picking up his mobile phone and pointed the camera at the direction Chen Zong was eating... Quietly, he took a live video and sent it to a mysterious number.

Suddenly, Chen Zong twisted his left hand gently.

‘Wow. A silver fork flew out of his hand, pierced through the void, and hurriedly flew towards the employee!

"Puff...!" The silver fork pierced through the employee's neck trachea in an instant!

A huge hole of blood appeared on the employee's neck.

The silver fork was carried by a huge force and nailed to the wall of the restaurant behind.

Huh~! The eyes of everyone present turned to the employee!

In the restaurant, surrounding the employee, everyone trembled and retreated.

The employee was puzzled. At that moment, he didn't even see what was going on... He just felt that a silver light pierced through his eyes... Then his neck became a little cold.

"Why... back..." The employee was about to speak, only to find that... his own voice was stuck in his throat.

From the neck, there was a warm liquid gushing out.

He subconsciously reached out and touched... the whole neck was full of blood!

A huge blood hole was pierced through his neck! The blood can't stop overflowing!

"Uh...help...help...I..." The employee's voice was horrified and shocked!

Bloody hands stretched out to everyone...

All the employees in the surrounding area retreated in panic...

‘Bah. With a sound, his body fell to the ground, and the cell phone that had just sent the message also fell in a pool of blood.

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