Ultimate Pawn

Kill one person at the fingertips.

This is simply.

The whole church scene, all the guests, suddenly changed color.

People only felt that the entire air at the scene seemed to be taut, and it was breathlessly depressed.

Zhou Ruotong's pretty face was panicked and dull, Jiao Chu slowly backed up two steps.

This is the first time she has seen...killing.

This scene was too shocking.

It turns out that killing... can it be that simple?

No knife, no gun.

Just a finger stretch, can...death to death?

Why? Why is this man so indifferent even in his murderous actions... so elegant?

As if, like finishing a work of art?

The scene was silent.

Chen Zongheng slowly took out a square towel and wiped off the blood stains between his fingers.

In this world, no one... dare to rest on the shoulders of death.

On his shoulders, the sharpest medal in the entire China Continent was pressed.

Whoever touches it is dead.

Wiping his fingers clean, he continued to incense.

"I promised you before that at your funeral, I will light a piece of incense for you. Now, here I am."

Chen Zongheng's voice was faint, holding the incense in one hand, just like that... step by step, he walked to the ice coffin.

He stared faintly at the decayed and smelly corpse of Huang Honghui in the ice coffin.

The corpse, still wearing a golden phoenix dragon robe, sniffed the golden thread, just like a real dragon's robe.

See, the dress of this corpse.

Chen Zongheng's gaze narrowed slightly.

"Yes again, the golden thread embroidered dragon robe." His eyes murmured, but the voice at the corner of his mouth became slightly cold.

A month ago, the funeral of the son of Huang's family. Chen Zongheng has warned the Huang family not to equip the dragon golden coffin or wear the golden phoenix dragon robe.

But today... at the funeral of the second son of Huang, he... saw the pairing of gold and dragon again.

The Huang family's memory is really bad.

"You know, this gold thread embroidery can only...who wear it on?"

Chen Zongheng's eyes became colder and colder, staring at the corpse in the ice coffin, and questioning to himself.

"The emperor has always been the chief minister...only then can the golden thread wrap the silk and pierce the golden thread large python figure."

"Huang Sha wears golden armor for a hundred battles, and he won't return it if he doesn't break Loulan. One commander will be appointed, and the second commander will be commanded, before they can... be worthy of this majestic Kowloon totem.

"And you, neither the carp leaping over the dragon gate, and the little black young master of the night, why... can you wear a dragon suit? Enjoy the dragon coffin?!"

This time, his voice was cold and murderous.

Hundreds of battles on the battlefield, the glory totem in exchange for blood.

How can it be that you are a mere gangster, and wear it arbitrarily?

Is this picture of a golden phoenix pierced dragon really available to the world?

Without all sorts of feats, why... can you withstand the prestige of Nine Dragons? !

This is a tarnish to the glory of meritorious service.

Looking forward to thousands of years, the golden phoenix stabbed the dragon, no one...can humiliate it wantonly.

No one can!

His right hand slowly raised.

Stretched out towards the golden dragon coffin in front of him.

"Presumptuous! How dare you? Stop it!!" Suddenly, a stern shout echoed the church!

Huang Zhong, the old housekeeper, looked furious, and his body swooped quickly, turning into a remnant shadow, rushing towards Chen Zongheng!

He tried to...stop Chen Zongheng's movements!

This, but the funeral of the second son.

The coffin was shaken to pieces at the last funeral of the son of Huang's family, and the Huang family...face was lost.

But today, if... at the funeral of the second son, the coffin was shattered again...

I'm afraid... the entire Huang family will sweep away their dignity!

From then on, it will become the laughing stock of the whole Shanghai, the South of the Yangtze River!

At this moment, it must be stopped!

Huang Zhong's old body burst out with a rapid and majestic murderous intent at this moment, and rushed towards Chen Zong. In his hand, a long knife faced each other... and it smashed Chen Zong's head straight!

And behind Huang Zhong, a large crowd of people in tawny uniforms rushed up like a torrent!

All the members of the Huang family rushed forward and tried to...stop Chen Zongheng!

The golden ice coffin of these two young men is unbreakable!

In front of the golden ice coffin, Chen Zongheng's gaze was faint, he simply...ignored the surging crowd behind him.

Slowly raised his hand and pressed it on the golden ice coffin.

"The mere ants, don't you deserve this picture of Nine Dragons?"

Chen Zongheng's voice was cold, his palm burst out suddenly.

"Kacha!" The Nine Dragon Golden Coffin cracked instantly!

"Boom...!" There was a cracking sound!

The entire Jiulong Golden Coffin burst and shattered into golden fragments all over the sky in an instant.

A smell of corpse rose to the sky.

Huang Honghui's decomposed corpse, just like that... just fell to the ground.

Dead without burial.

In the entire church, all the guests...the heart was shaken!

This.

The ice coffin of the second son of the Huang family was shattered by...? !

A month ago, the scene at the funeral of Huang's father-in-law... unexpectedly, it happened again... again!

The ice coffin shattered and the body fell to the ground.

This is simply disrespectful to the funeral.

"Uh...you! Dare to insult my second son!!" Huang Zhong's eyes were furious, and his body was lightning fast. The terrifying long knife was cut off along the head of Chen Zongheng!

Lightning and thunder.

Chen Zongheng slowly turned around, turning his right hand into a dragon's claw.

Like the claws of a real dragon, tearing through the air.

At that moment, he was like... a true dragon descending to the earth, under his pupils, watching the common people!

"Puff." His right hand dragon claw, fiercely... penetrated Huang Zhong's left chest.

Along his back, piercing out.

At that moment, the air... seemed to freeze.

Behind him, the crowd of black crowds also stopped.

Everyone's gazes were wide... dull and unbelievable.

Huang Zhong was sluggish, hanging on the spot.

He slowly lowered his head, incredulous...looking at the hand that came out of his chest.

His pupils were shocked, shocked, and horrified.

He trembled again, raised his head, and stared at Chen Zongeng before him in disbelief.

‘Kang Dang. The long knife in his hand fell to the ground.

His body was trembling.

Not because of the severe pain, but because of the look in the eyes of the young man in front of him at this moment.

That kind of look, despising the common people.

That kind of look is comparable to the world.

It seems that in this world, all the lords, the generals and marshals... are all ants in front of him.

He Huang Zhengming has been on the battlefield for decades. He has never seen... such a horrible look in his eyes.

This look is comparable to the stars of the universe.

At a glance, the people shuddered.

"Puff." Huang Zhong couldn't bear such a terrifying look in the young man's eyes, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

His body seemed to be rickety and old in an instant.

His complexion was pale.

However, Chen Zong's right hand also slowly... pulled out from his left chest.

Yes, every inch drawn.

Huang Zhong's body trembled with severe pain.

Finally, Chen Zongheng completely withdrew his right hand.

On the palm of his right hand, impressively... grasping Huang Zhong's **** heart!

Huang Zhong's heart, just like that... was caught by Chen Zong.

The heart was beating in the palm of the hand, very messy.

Huang Zhong's face was pale, and there were several blood vessels connected between his heart and the blood hole in his chest.

Obviously still alive, but... has been dug out from the chest.

"You were once a soldier. I gave you two opportunities."

Chen Zongheng grabbed his heart with his right hand, his voice was cold.

"It's a pity, you never looked back."

"Willingly, become an affiliate of the underworld forces and help the evildoer."

Every word he said, like a sharp knife, plunged into Huang Zhong's body fiercely.

The blood in Huang Zhong's mouth was constantly overflowing and couldn't stop it.

Chen Zongheng's eyes were slightly cold, with a touch of murderous intent.

"Since you can't look back. Then, your life, I will take it back for the country..."

Suddenly, his right hand squeezed suddenly.

"Puff!" In the center of his palm, Huang Zhong's heart was instantly...squeezed!

"Uh..." Huang Zhong didn't have time to resist, let alone howl.

His pupils were wide, and he couldn't believe it.

The back of the body fell straight to the ground.

The whole ground was stained with blood.

Huh~!

Throughout the church scene, the faces of all the guests present were pale!

Shocked and shocked, I can't believe it!

Everyone's hearts trembled violently.

Huang Family... Under one person in the Huang Family, but above a thousand in charge, Senior Huang Zhong... Actually, just like that... was killed? ?

This.

This is simply piercing the heavens.

Once upon a time, Huang Zhong swept across Jiangnan with a long knife in his hand. Become a powerful warrior of the Huang Family Patriarch.

At that time, Huang Zhong’s name was Megatron Jiangnan.

But at this moment.

This Jiangnan hero, was so... his heart was pinched and he died?

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