Ultimate Pawn

Chapter 1209: Hongyan~

Bang!

In the living room.

Chen Zonggong casually threw Jiang Qingyu on the sofa.

The night is getting thicker.

The corpses outside the villa were constantly being cleaned.

Soon... calm was restored.

However, when Chen Zongheng came out of the bath and looked at the living room, his brows frowned.

At this moment, Jiang Qingyuan had already fallen into a coma.

The whole body's wounds are cracking blood, constantly infiltrating.

The entire sofa was dyed dark red.

Chen Zongheng slowly lit a cigarette, took out his mobile phone indifferently, and dialed the number.

"Come here to deal with the sofa in the living room and get a new one."

After hanging up the phone.

His eyes fell on Jiang Qingyu.

If it is not treated, this woman...I am afraid she will die here.

Chen Zong-brow frowned, and immediately, regaining his expressionless indifference, he walked over slowly.

Stabbed!

His hand pressed against Jiang Qingyu's collar and tore it straight down.

As Jiang Qingyu's clothes broke, the proud snow-white peaks trembled slightly and bounced out directly.

now.

In the blood, with a hint of fragrant breath.

All the way down.

The blood-stained clothes were constantly torn apart.

Jiang Qingyu's body, large areas of skin, and her exquisite and proud figure gradually emerged.

Thrilling!

But, the same.

The wound also looked terrifying.

Blood is constantly flowing.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that there is no chance of rescue.

Chen Zongheng's eyes were always indifferent and calm, clearing the wound.

More than a dozen remaining warheads were taken out.

Immediately afterwards, he used alcohol to clean the wound continuously.

Stabbed!

As if there is white mist rising!

Jiang Qingyuan, who was fainting, frowned slightly, and Xiaoqiongbi hummed lightly, as if she had had a nightmare.

Breathing is also a little fast.

However, I still did not wake up.

Chen Zongheng's hands were extremely stable.

Soon, the wound was debrided.

And the next step is to stitch up the wound...

In the villa, there is naturally no anesthetic. The damage to nerves of this kind of thing is almost irreversible...! !

now.

Chen Zongheng took out the silver needle, put it on the flame and burned it for a while, then began to stitch it up...! !

"...!!!"

Jiang Qingyuan snorted softly, as if trembling all over, suddenly opened his eyes!

In the beautiful eyes, there is a confused look.

It seems that the current situation is not clear at all.

However, with Chen Zong's second needle, it penetrated into the skin.

The terrifying pain, like a tide, rushes through the nerves crazily!

Jiang Qingyu trembled all over, directly... fainted again!

At this moment, Jiang Qingyuan, with a delicate body, was slightly trembling with a pinkish red skin.

I don't know when.

The small toes curled up slightly.

Sweat came out of his forehead.

But, from beginning to end.

Chen Zongheng's expression did not change in the slightest, and his subordinates were extremely stable, constantly stitching up the wound.

...

The next day, early morning.

In the living room.

All sofas have been replaced with new ones.

now.

Jiang Qingyuan opened his eyes in a daze.

But what you see... is an unfamiliar scene?

As she slowly got up, she subconsciously lowered her head and glanced, but... it brought even greater shock!

Are you wearing a set of men's clothes on your body?

It seems to be extremely loose.

Suddenly.

Jiang Qingyuan was stunned, and there was confusion in his mind!

It seems that the whole world is upside down!

How is this going?

However, at the moment.

staircase.

A figure slowly walked down.

Black suit, look indifferent.

Suddenly.

Jiang Qingyuan couldn't help but stunned, and subconsciously said: "You...save me?"

now.

Suddenly, in her mind, the chaotic picture of last night appeared continuously.

"Being passionate." Chen Zonggong lighted a cigarette and said coldly, "If you die in my villa, it will be bad luck."

"Then this wound..."

"smoothly."

Regarding saving people, Chen Zong...don't want to admit it.

He didn't want to get involved with this woman at all.

Hear the words.

Although Jiang Qingyu's expression was weak, there was a slight arc between her red lips.

This man is interesting.

Saved myself, but refused to admit it.

She grew up in Beiyu and has never seen... a man with such a character.

However, he still possesses such terrifying combat power.

"Since you are awake, let's get out." Chen Zongheng said lightly, "I am not welcome to trouble making machines."

In the entire Jiang family, Jiang Qingyuan is the identity of the proud woman of heaven and has always been favored.

She grew up in a pampering environment since she was a child.

When will someone tell her... to tell her?

But, by the way.

At this moment, Jiang Qingyuan was not at all angry.

On the contrary, with great interest.

Her expression was a little weak, and a soft smile emerged, "Outside now, there is the Jiang family's dead opponent, who is constantly searching and killing me..."

"If I go out, I will die outside... Isn't it, let you get the treatment in vain?"

now.

While talking, Jiang Qingyu slowly walked to the table.

Above, there is a bowl of steaming pork liver porridge, exuding an attractive aroma.

At this moment, she couldn't help but froze, "Is this... for me?"

Chen Zonggong looked indifferent, pushed open the door, and said coldly: "I made this for my dog...!!! If you want to eat, it's okay, after eating...get out of me!"

The voice fell.

With a bang.

The door was completely closed.

Jiang Qingyuan's red lips slightly curled up, not only was she not angry, but a strange emotion surged in her heart.

She sat at the dining table, stared at her beautiful eyes for a moment, picked up the spoon, and slowly began to eat.

Actually.

A lot of supplements and drugs have been added to it.

If not.

With Jiang Qingyu's body that has lost too much blood, I am afraid that he will not be able to survive the wound before he gets better.

However, this is nothing more than... Chen Zonggong took it easy.

...

Qiu's Manor.

Dozens of convoys are ready to go.

And the Qiu Yiren had already been sitting in the Maybach car.

Seeing Chen Zongong coming, she couldn't help but stunned, "Mr. Chen, there is a special for you in the restaurant, or...will you leave after eating?"

"I have eaten it, I made it myself in the morning."

Chen Zongheng looked calm and stepped into the car.

This time.

Qiu Yiren was completely stunned.

When did Mr. Chen... start making breakfast by himself?

This……

In the end what happened?

Do not know why.

In her mind, the noise and movement that suddenly sounded last night appeared.

However, his bodyguard did not report anything.

Qiu Yiren's Liu eyebrows furrowed slightly, lost in thought.

...