Ultimate Pawn

In the entire Holy Trinity Church, all the guests looked horrified and weird, watching this scene in disbelief.

This is simply.

It is simply unpredictable.

A funeral for the second son of the Huang family... But it suddenly became, the head of the Huang family... a joint burial of the father and son? ?

The lord of the Huang family, just like that... died in front of everyone?

A generation of heroes of the world has fallen to this point.

This is like a nightmare.

People stood there in shock and amazement, and the atmosphere on the scene was completely silent.

"What are you doing while standing?"

"Didn't you hear me? The funeral continues." Chen Zongheng's eyes were cold, and he looked around slowly.

Everyone's hearts trembled violently.

Still, a dead silence.

No one dared to speak.

"Sit down all."

Chen Zongheng looked faintly, and uttered four words indifferently.

After a few seconds, all of them were swiped.

All the guests, all in horror, took their seats.

No one dare to resist.

"The funeral continues."

Chen Zongheng slowly lit a cigarette, then turned around and came to the front of the mourning hall.

At this time, the host Zhou Ruotong was standing on the stage, her whole person sluggish and her pretty face pale.

Her high heels trembled slightly, and she backed up a few steps in a panic.

Chen Zongheng looked elegant, and slowly walked in front of her.

"Thank you, get my clothes for me." He thanked him lightly, seemingly polite.

For the host and public officials, he always maintains the best demeanor.

Chen Zongheng stretched out his hand and retrieved the brand-new suit jacket he had brought back from Zhou Ruotong's hands.

Then, in front of countless people in the church...Slowly opened his blood-stained suit and shirt, and began to change clothes.

When he took off his suit and shirt, revealing his white and hideous skin scars, everyone in the church...everyone took a breath of air!

This.

Scarred and devastated!

Zhou Ruotong was dull and petrified, standing aside, beautiful eyes... looking at this young man in disbelief.

The skin that was so fair that she was jealous was full of...one after another, twisted and hideous scars!

It spreads all the way, all over the body, making people creepy.

Is this a demon from hell?

What has he experienced? ?

Zhou Ruotong only felt that his soul was trembling.

This young man made her feel terrified in the soul.

Chen Zongheng put on a clean and tidy suit again.

He had said this clean suit from the moment he just brought it out, and it was just for changing it on.

From the moment he came to the church.

It has already made plans.

Bringing a new suit, just worrying about killing too many people... The blood stained on his clothes will affect his image.

He is a very clean person.

I don't like blood stains on clothes.

So, he brought his own suit and came.

After killing, put on new clothes.

That's it.

At this moment, the only remaining members of the Huang Family who were present suddenly realized and trembled.

It turns out that this is... the purpose of his own clothes?

It turned out that everything today...has been already in his expectation? !

Looking at that, the elegant young man put on a clean new suit.

Everyone present, guests present, countless members of the Huang family... are all trembling.

Chen Zong passed the blood-covered suit jacket that was replaced by a member of the Huang family.

"Take it, give it to your Patriarch, as a funeral. It's a funeral gift."

The Huang family member tremblingly held the suit stained with blood, his whole body trembling, and a stream of heat gushed from his legs.

I was scared to pee directly.

Chen Zongheng turned faintly and came to Zhou Ruotong.

He stretched out his hand and fetched the microphone in Zhou Ruotong's hand.

"I said, you don't need to host today's funeral."

Then, he stuffed the microphone into the hands of a lady guest woman who was gracefully dressed.

This woman is also one of the platformers of the Huang family's vassals.

More than ten minutes ago, she felt fortunate to be able to attend the funeral of the Huang family.

Because this represents her identity circle, completely integrated into the four major families. From then on, you can take off.

But, I didn't expect... ten minutes later. It turned out to be such a scene.

The Lord of the Huang Family... is dead? ?

The entire funeral has completely become, the burial of both the Huang family and his son? ? !

"You, come to preside over this funeral."

Chen Zengheng handed the microphone to the Hua noble lady and said lightly.

The tone is very calm and calm.

However, there is no doubt about it.

The lady was completely frightened and stupid.

Holding the microphone, he trembled and his complexion was pale.

"What are you doing in a daze? Come on stage."

Chen Zongheng reminded him again.

The lady almost had a diabetes collapse in fright.

Shaking her body, she cautiously walked onto the funeral table.

The hand holding the microphone was shaking.

To drive the ducks to the shelves, she was going to be busted.

Chen Zongheng looked indifferently, turned his head, and slowly glanced at Zhou Ruotong.

"Aren't you leaving? Planning to stay here?"

Zhou Ruotong was taken aback, and recovered from the sluggishness.

At this moment, her mood...some shocked, some dumbfounded, some couldn't believe it.

She really couldn't believe it...Three days ago, the Huangjia Tofu Banquet served.

The man said casually: You don't have to preside over the funeral.

Actually, come true.

He really said to do it.

Moreover, even the head of the Huang Family... was slaughtered by him, personally...

This scene of incidents shocked her and couldn't calm down for a long time.

Until, Chen Zongheng’s elegant voice had already walked out of the church door...

She finally reacted.

Zhou Ruotong hurriedly stepped on high heels and quickly followed out.

At this moment, Chen Zong...is like her protective umbrella.

She didn't want to stay in this church for a moment...

She wants to leave, leaving without looking back.

The entrance to the Church of the Holy Trinity.

Chen Zongheng looked faintly, just like that, with his hands in his trouser pockets and leather shoes, slowly walked down the stone steps.

In front of the steps, the few hundred members of the Huang family left behind, trembling with horror, backing one after another.

This is simply...the incarnation of a demon.

At this moment, Chen Zong's figure has left an indelible impression of horror in everyone's hearts.

Under Qiu Shuang's delicate body, standing in front of the steps, her beautiful eyes were waiting with tears.

When she saw Chen Zongheng's figure, she finally lost control of her emotions.

He rushed up quickly, and then rushed into the man's arms without hesitation.

A trace of astonishment flashed across Chen Zong's elegant and stern face.

After a few seconds, he gently pushed away the little girl in his arms.

"Let's go, go home for lunch." His voice was calm, and when he finished speaking, he turned to the outside of the boulevard and walked to the pickup truck.

Qiu Shuang was struggling with small steps, followed him and stretched out his hand, holding the corner of his suit with his jade hand, for fear that this man would leave her alone.

However, the door of the church.

Zhou Ruotong watched that scene with complicated eyes, watching the back of the man getting in the car.

She hesitated to speak and stopped.

In the end, he watched the man get in the car, drove the off-road vehicle, and left slowly.

Zhou Ruotong's pretty face is so complicated... She wanted to thank, but she had missed the opportunity.

Qiao Lian was horrified and complicated. She cautiously walked around the corpses and walked outside the boulevard...

The host Zhou Ruotong finally left the scene.

The whole church, this father and son burial together, I don’t know...how to continue...

‘Boom...! ’

A muffled thunder broke the silence and suppressed sky.

The drizzle was pouring down.

In an instant, it became a downpour.

Thunder and lightning.

After the killing, it rained heavily.

A thunderstorm that had been brewing for a long time finally poured in.

The corner of the street hundreds of meters away from the Holy Trinity Church.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped quietly in the rain.

Guo Shaoze, dressed in a light blue suit and straight, was sitting in the car with his eyes closed, faintly vomiting a cigar.

At this time, it has been half an hour since Chen Zonggong entered the church.

If so, the inference is good. At this moment, the result is already...

In what way will Chen Zong's corpse be executed?

The corners of Guo Shaoze's mouth raised a meaningful arc, one person against the Huang Family.

There is no doubt that he will die.

However, that Chen Zong, did this today.

For Guo Shaoze, it is a unique opportunity.

There are rumors that the four major families in Shanghai and Haihai have been silent for a hundred years and their forces are terrifying.

However, I have never had the opportunity to see it in person. ·

Today, taking advantage of this opportunity, he was finally able to see with his own eyes... the true power of the Huang Family for a century.

Only after finding out the hole cards can you start.

"Master...come out! He is out!"

At this moment, the driver in the car suddenly looked hurried and inexplicable, and shouted solemnly!

Guo Shaoze sitting in the massage chair in the back row, his eyes still closed, slowly asked, "What's coming out?"

"Chen...Chen Zongheng, came out alive from the Holy Trinity Church...!"

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