Ultimate Pawn

"If I don't leave?"

Chen Zongheng held his hands behind his back, his eyes were faint, just like that... he looked around and stood.

Wow~!

The audience was shocked.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Everyone was shocked by this sentence and couldn't react.

Under these circumstances, Senior Huang didn't hold him accountable anymore, and originally planned to let him go.

But he, after all, actually... didn't plan to leave?

The corner of Chen Zongong's mouth was curved, and his eyes cast meaningfully toward the stage.

On the stage of the banquet hall, Huang Zhong's old face trembled slightly.

Can't tell if it's anger or hideousness.

At this moment, his Huang family, unprecedented... suffered such humiliation. Moreover, it is difficult to get off the ground.

All the Huang's bodyguards present looked a little embarrassed.

Everyone is waiting for Steward Huang's order.

As long as Steward Huang gave an order.

Then, thousands of weapons meet each other.

can.

Huang Zhong did not speak from beginning to end.

He just stared at Chen Zongheng with complicated and ferocious eyes.

He never spoke.

Not not wanting, but...not dare.

Yes, it's because... I dare not.

There were indeed hundreds of Huang's bodyguards present.

But, this...what is it in front of Chen Zongheng?

If he was sure, Huang Zhong would have ordered a violent shout and killed him on the spot.

However, he was not sure.

On that day, he had witnessed...this Chen Zong, alone, broke into the ancient house of the Huang family.

No one can beat the whole ancient house.

Even the defensive vigilance of the ancient house of the Huang family couldn't help him.

Now, there are hundreds of people in this area...really, I'm not sure.

Today, if it is defeated, the Huang family's face will be completely lost.

Therefore, Huang Zhong chose not to fight. Release people.

But, at this moment, Chen Zongheng is so special... he won't leave.

What should this Bodhisattva not leave?

Huang Zhong's face turned blue and purple, and he couldn't ride a tiger without any steps.

In the center of the banquet hall, Chen Zongheng still looked calm.

He stepped slowly towards the dining table in the corner.

Everyone around the scene gave way in panic.

A huge crowd of people was overwhelmed, and abruptly gave him a broad road.

Just like that, Chen Zong stepped back to his table.

Sit down and pour a glass of red wine.

"This is a table full of delicious banquets, it would be a shame not to finish it."

He muttered to himself, then picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat.

At the table, several guests got up in shock.

This person is simply a devil.

He sat down, who would dare to sit with him?

At the dining table, Zhou Ruotong was also stunned with a pretty face, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at this ‘refined’ youth dumbly.

Hundreds of people surrounded the crowd, and countless guests looked at the focus in horror.

He even enjoyed dinner leisurely?

This is simply unprecedented.

Too arrogant.

In the entire banquet hall, no one dared to eat anymore.

After all, the corpses of three whole cars were still on the scene, and the corpses smelled everywhere.

Moreover, the situation at the scene was weird and inexplicable, and the raging smoke of gunpowder caused everyone's hearts to hang in the air.

Who would dare to eat at this time?

Everyone seemed to be looking at the devil, just staring at Chen Zong before the dinner table.

He was neatly dressed in a white shirt and sat calmly at the dining table.

Drink alcohol and eat vegetables.

Dongpo Braised Pork, Pork Duck, Australian Lobster...

The way he moved his chopsticks was very elegant and demeaned.

That's it, sitting at the table and enjoying it for nearly twenty minutes.

The table full of sumptuous feasts were wiped out like windswept clouds.

This is enough to eat and drink.

He took a napkin and wiped off the oil stains on the corners of his mouth, and then he slowly got up.

"Thank you for hosting today." Chen Zongheng raised his head, his eyes jumped across the crowds, and looked directly at Huang Zhong on the stage.

Huang Zhong's whole body was trembling lightly, his complexion changed and his fists were clenched, as if he was... forcibly holding back his anger.

"Everyone, there will be a period later."

Chen Zongheng looked faintly, looking around. Then I lit a cigarette and walked towards the entrance of the banquet hall so calmly.

The faces of the security guards who surrounded the entrance of the banquet hall changed suddenly.

A group of security guards regressed steadily.

This, do they stop or not?

In the end, all the security guards were a little emotional, and hurriedly avoided...giving him a broad road.

He held his back with his hands, just like that...indifferently, he left the field.

One person shocked the audience.

After his figure disappears completely at the end of the corridor...

At the whole banquet hall, everyone finally...all heaved a sigh of relief.

The devil, finally left.

Hundreds of people present were panicked by the aura of one person.

On the stage of the banquet hall, Huang Zhong's fierce and trembling body finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The trembling on his face just now was not anger, but... fear.

However, with countless guests present, how could he lose face as his Huang family steward. So, holding on makes people feel... he is angry.

But it's not.

At this time, Huang Zhong's entire back was already wet with cold sweat.

At that moment, the moment Chen Zong looked at each other, he felt that his soul would be oppressed.

That young man is terrible.

...

Outside the Peace Hotel, the night was deep, and the drizzle remained hazy.

The lights of the white Aston Martin sports car flashed twice.

Chen Zong opened the door and got into the sports car.

'boom. The sports car started, and the roar of the engine echoed in the drizzle night.

He started the sports car and drove into the endless rainy night...

When he drove the sports car back to the purple garden mansion area, it was already nine o'clock in the night.

Parked the sports car in the garage and got out of the car.

At this time, Qiu's Manor was already completely dark.

The Qiu family is probably already asleep.

Only the countless black-clothed bodyguards around were guarded safely.

Holding a black umbrella, Chen Zong slowly walked back to his villa tens of meters away.

But when he came to his villa, he suddenly... saw a familiar figure?

Qiu Yiren was wearing a home-made sportswear and squatted gently in front of the steps of the villa. Her long hair slightly covered her face, and she was lying on her knees, seeming to be asleep?

Chen Zongheng was taken aback for a moment. Why would this woman sit in front of her house in the middle of the night?

"Is there anything?" Chen Zong stepped forward and asked slowly.

Qiu Yiren raised her head in a daze, "Um... are you back?"

She hurriedly got up and handed Chen Zongheng an insulated box beside her.

"You didn't come back for dinner at night, and there are vegetables at home. They are all in the heat preservation box, and they are still hot." Qiu Yiren said magnetically.

Chen Zongheng's gaze was a little inexplicable, this woman... was sitting at her door in the middle of the night just to send herself dinner?

Seeing her tired look, it seems...have been waiting for a long time.

This feeling made Chen Zongheng feel inexplicable.

"I have eaten it." Chen Zongheng replied faintly, then walked around Qiu Yiren, opened the door of the villa, took off his leather shoes and entered.

"Oh." Qiu Yiren froze for a moment, then nodded. There was no emotion on Qiao's face, but her soft red lips seemed to be looming in her mood.

Anyway, I sat at the door and waited for more than half an hour.

Then he replied, "Have you eaten?"

This feeling is inexplicably lost?

Next time I am afraid that I will never take the initiative to deliver meals. It is absolutely impossible.

Qiu Yiren curled his lips, carrying the insulated box lunch box, turned around and left.

She is a daughter-in-chief, this is the first time she has pulled her nose down and offered to give a man dinner. The result ended in failure.

It is false to say that it is not wronged.

"and so on."

Just as Qiu Yiren turned around and walked out a few steps, the man's shout suddenly came from behind him.

Qiu Yiren was taken aback for a moment, and turned around in doubt.

Chen Zonggong lit a cigarette and walked slowly in front of her.

Then, took the box of bento from her hand.

"I didn't have enough to eat at night, and I was a little hungry."

After speaking, he carried his lunch and went straight into the villa.

Uh.

Qiu Yiren was a little surprised, looking at his figure inexplicably.

"Good night." She said goodbye to Chen Zong's figure.

"Goodbye." But Chen Zongheng returned to her, but it was a farewell full of ‘straight man’s breath’.

Goodbye?

Qiu Yi's pretty face is wrong...

This man is really an iceberg.

There is no fun at all.

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