Ultimate Pawn

Chapter 204: I speak, never joking

Qiu's Building, Office of the Chief Security Officer.

Chen Zongheng was sitting in a chair, smoking a cigarette lightly, flipping through a book of "Shan Hai Jing" in his hand.

"Tingling bell!" At this moment, a sudden call ringing rang.

Chen Zongheng stared for a moment, and slowly took out his phone to see...Is it an unfamiliar caller number?

He slowly picked up the phone...A woman's voice came from the phone.

"Mr. Chen..." Yuan Li's voice came from the phone, her voice trembled a little, she didn't know how to speak.

At this moment, there was a sound of ‘snatching the phone’, and a man snatched the phone.

"Boy! Didn't you hang up yesterday? Fuck your mother! Today, Yuan Li is in my hands, do you have the ability to come and save her?" Mo Jiaming's ferocious and cold voice came over the phone, full of provocation .

When he heard the man's voice on the phone, Chen Zong's gaze slowly condensed.

Yuan Li? Is it the girl last night?

"Give you a chance, before I come, let her go." Chen Zongheng looked coldly, and said slowly to the other end of the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Mo Jiaming seemed to hear an unprecedented joke, "I'm so scared? Boy, come if you have the ability! I'll wait for you! If you don't come, tut tut... Then Yuan Li, a bitch, will die. deal."

"Okay, we will arrive in ten minutes. I hope you won't regret it." Chen Zongheng's voice was calm and replied slowly.

He hung up the phone and put on his suit, his expression extremely calm. Take out the car keys, turn around and walk out of the office.

Then, a Mercedes-Benz S600 quickly sped out from the underground garage of the Qiu's Building...

...

Ten minutes later, at the gate of Fudan campus.

A black Mercedes-Benz S600 roared quickly, like a black forest, drifting in an instant, and rushed into the campus.

At the entrance of the campus, two security guards were sitting in front of the security booth and flipping through the newspapers. As a result, a gust of wind blew past the window, and the glass quivered behind?

The two security guards looked up suspiciously, only to find...there was nothing at the door?

The female dormitory is downstairs.

Dozens of suit thugs are being surrounded, killing intently.

Yuan Li was surrounded in the middle, his pretty face pale.

And Mo Jiaming, with his cigar dangling, his eyes cold.

"Om...!" At this moment, the engine roared and roared in front of him.

A Mercedes-Benz S600 galloped in, and one flicked in front of everyone.

The door is pushed open.

Chen Zongheng, in a straight suit, slowly stepped out of the car.

When, when I saw this figure... Yuan Li's eyes were instantly filled with mist, he actually...come? !

"Boy, you are finally here." Mo Jiaming was holding a cigar in his mouth, and his voice was grinning coldly, his smile...very hideous and murderous.

At the same time, countless thugs around, have quietly gathered around.

Chen Zongheng was completely enclosed in the center of the crowd.

Chen Zong's eyes were calm, he slowly raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his watch.

Unbiased, arrived at school in exactly ten minutes.

"Let go of her, then kneel down on your legs at your own expense, don't delay, I'm very busy." Chen Zongheng's voice was calm, looking at Mo Jiaming, and slowly said.

The air was quiet at first.

Then, Mo Jiaming suddenly laughed.

The dozens of thugs beside him were also out of breath with a smile.

This is simply the funniest joke they have ever heard.

This person, I'm afraid it's not a brain disease?

Don't look at it, what's the situation now?

He was alone, surrounded by countless thugs, but he still...dare to let himself kneel down and apologize? ?

Where's the courage? Where does the guts come from?

"Boy, are you really afraid of death? Or do you have a problem with your IQ?" Mo Jiaming stared at Chen Zong with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Today, coming here, do you think you can go out alive?"

The beaters present stepped forward slowly, and each beater held a baseball bat in his hand.

Today, Mo Jiaming has already opened up all the regional relations.

He wants to kill.

If he doesn't kill this man, he will never give up.

Mo Jiaming was smiling, grinning grimly, he could expect... the scene where this man was knocked to the ground, covered in blood, and his teeth flying in the sky.

That scene, thinking about it makes him excited.

Chen Zongheng stood in the crowd, calm and relaxed, he slowly took out a cigarette and lit it.

Just staring at Mo Jiaming faintly.

"Boy, tell you, Yuan Li is going to make an appointment today! 300,000, buy her for one night, today, do you still want a hero to save the United States?"

As Mo Jiaming said, he shook the bag full of cash horizontally and provocatively at Chen.

For these wealthy children, money... is a tool for them to do whatever they want.

Money can push the ghosts.

300,000 a night, indeed... can make countless girls heartbeat.

"You...you are shameless!" Yuan Li said with a pale face and angrily lightly trembled.

Although she is just a gray carp.

However, there is also dignity.

If she were that kind of person, she would have fallen under the chase of countless wealthy sons over the years.

But she has her own values.

She could not do those things.

Even if she is humble, she will never.

Chen Zongheng took a deep breath of cigarette, and then... his eyes were faint, staring at Mo Jiaming.

"Then I, give a price too."

"Three million, buy your hands, and your third leg."

His voice was calm and didn't seem to be joking at all.

The air, silence.

Mo Jiaming was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head and laughed, "Are you kidding? Hahahaha..."

It is extremely ridiculous.

All the thugs around, all laughed sullenly.

The corners of Chen Zongheng's mouth also raised an arc.

In the next second, he stepped on his leather shoes.

The body flickered, teleporting directly in front of Mo Jiaming.

"Slap...!" Slapped fiercely.

"Puff!" Mo Jiaming was directly fanned, spraying a string of scarlet blood in the air!

Chen Zongheng took a step forward, grabbed Mo Jiaming who was still flying in the air, and directly pulled it back, and then...again, slapped his backhand!

"Smack...!" Mo Jiaming slapped fiercely, and Mo Jiaming was taken away again!

"Boom!" His body fell to the ground fiercely, and the whole person vomited blood, it was miserable!

Around the group of thugs, their complexion changed, and it took a long time for them to react!

A group of thugs screamed and rushed up!

Chen Zong's eyes lightly raised, and his long legs swept across.

"Boom boom boom...!"

A sea of people was directly blown out, and the blood was flying!

The whole scene, and its **** violence!

The crowd flies, howling miserably.

Chen Zongheng had a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes were indifferent, and his leather shoes stepped forward.

Wherever he walked, there was a horrible howling of blood.

A few seconds later.