Ultimate Pawn

The whole street was instantly chaotic.

There were many people in the court, and people died in the street.

The blood of the corpse stained the entire ground next to the trash can.

This scene completely frightened all the pedestrians around.

People screamed in horror, and the scene was chaotic.

Everyone was horrified, and they didn’t even see what happened just now...

I saw the old man picking up the trash next to the trash can, suddenly fell to the ground, and then the floor was covered with blood.

Everyone was shocked by this scene!

Among the chaotic crowd on the street, a female nurse just got off work and passed by here.

Upon seeing this scene, the female nurse rushed to the corpse without saying a word, stretched out her hand and sighed on the corpse's nose, she had no breath.

But the corpse, how was it injured? !

The female nurse looked anxious, and she checked the corpse and found no wounds on her body? !

Only the center of the eyebrows, there is a slight trace? Is this a wound?

The female nurse didn't care about so much at this time, and hurriedly performed cardiac resuscitation on the body!

Put your hands firmly on the chest of the corpse, giving him a heart resuscitation!

However, in the process of the female nurse trying to rescue the corpse, because the action was too hard, a dark gun in the pocket of the corpse's clothes... accidentally slipped out.

Huh? !

When she saw this gun, the female nurse was shocked!

A group of onlookers in the surrounding area also changed suddenly, and they all took two steps backwards!

This? !

Isn't this... an old man picking up tatters? ?

Why...he slipped a thermal gun from his pocket? ! !

Everyone looked shocked... shocked, unbelievable!

In the endless chaos, Chen Zongguang's eyes were calm, and he slowly lit a cigarette.

He glanced lightly at the corpse in the crowd.

The corner of his mouth raised a icy arc.

He does not need to identify the identity of the other party.

There is no need to know who the other party is.

This is just a warning.

Then, he spit out a smoke ring, turned and left...

...

In the evening, the evening sun.

The Mercedes-Benz S600 fleet drove slowly on the streets.

After a whole day of panic and fear, I finally got off work at this time.

Qiu Yiren and Chen Zongong sat in the Maybach car, and the atmosphere seemed a little quiet.

On this day, after the ups and downs, Mr. Chen finally returned safely.

However, Qiu Yi's inner doubts are complicated, but they want to come deeper and deeper.

Mr. Chen, what is his identity?

Can be severely arrested by Wuying on such a large scale.

After that, he could walk out safe and sound?

This scene makes it difficult for Qiu Yiren's heart to calm down.

...

However, at the same time.

Kyoto, the Forbidden City.

Inside a mysterious office.

Zhang Yuzhou was sitting on a chair with Erlang's legs tilted, and a cigar dangling from his mouth.

In his hand, he held the crushed Huawei phone impressively!

This mobile phone was exactly the mobile phone that Chen Zonggong crumbled into the trash can after making a call.

Yes, but at this moment, in just a few hours, it was expedited and shipped to Kyoto.

This is simply.

At this time, the entire mobile phone was crushed, and the memory card, movement, and all internal parts of the mobile phone were crushed beyond repair.

Therefore, it was impossible to find out who Chen Zong was calling.

Zhang Yuzhou stared at the Huawei phone for a long time, and slowly spit out a cigar ring.

His eyes became endless and deep.

...

This night, it was destined to be deep and sleepless.

The next day, early in the morning.

A touch of oriental fish belly just surfaced in the sky.

Chen Zongheng had already finished his morning exercises.

It's just that this morning, his morning exercises changed from push-ups and sit-ups to grappling, fighting, and swordsmanship!

This is to prepare for war.

If it weren't for the preparations, he would never train the sword for no reason.

His sword is born to kill.

Engraved in his memory.

It is the source of the horror of killing.

Only when a major crisis is about to happen, he will train the sword.

In the early hours of this morning, Chen Zong... actually started training the sword.

The innate keenness of a killer agent made him aware of...the danger is approaching.

This area of ​​Jiangnan may not be peaceful anymore.

In the eastern and central regions, wars are raging.

The entire international situation is turbulent.

During the war, military weapons... seem to be particularly important. Especially chemical weapons.

And at this critical moment, Qiu Yiren developed that terrible X refinement.

This type of refining can extract any chemical element, including thermal weapons, and nuclear energy!

This kind of special research against human peace will surely be snatched by all parties in the international forces.

Originally, Chen Zong felt that this matter was far away.

At this moment, he felt that the crisis was approaching.

The research and development of that woman in Qiu Yiren may become... a hot potato.

The war hadn't arrived yet, everyone could still hold on to it.

However, the war has broken out.

Those forces, it's impossible to...not map something.

No one knows those organizations better than Chen Zongheng.

Over the years, he has fought with those war forces for thousands of rounds.

The bloodshed on the battlefield made him understand that in front of any interests, everything would be vanished.

Someone personally killed their soldiers and brothers in order to benefit.

Some people will lose their morals for the sake of profit and kill a whole lot of innocent people.

Some people will violate their most pious religious beliefs for profit.

Everything is just to make excuses for profit.

After morning exercises, Chen Zongheng took a cold shower.

Then, he changed into a white shirt and a suit.

Take the Omega quarter orange watch.

Then, he picked up the electric clipper and started to slowly push off his growing hair.

He is not accustomed to growing long hair, let alone letting others cut his hair.

Long hair, in battle... will become his burden.

In the **** battle, one who is not careful...hair may be caught by the opponent...turning into a loophole to break you.

Being pulled by the other party's hair, no matter who it is...it won't be good.

However, long hair... is even more disadvantageous in the **** battlefield.

Bloody battlefield, bullets rain, smoke and dust everywhere. There is no time to wash and bathe, and long hair will become a burden to the fighters.

Crawling on the battlefield, countless mites and bacteria will breed in your long hair, which in turn will cause skin diseases on the scalp.

Once sick in the battlefield, it is no different from death.

Therefore, almost all warriors in the military camp would have their long hair shaved at the moment of their enlistment, turning them into neat short heads.

This is to facilitate combat.

And Chen Zongheng also maintained his hair length at all times.

There are two forms of his hair length.

When he was on a city spy mission, he would have long hair. Convenient to conceal identity.

After all, the image of an inch is easier to attract the attention of people around you.

However, when he is experiencing **** battles, he will push his long hair and turn into an inch.

An inch is more conducive for him to fight and kill.

Now, he seems to be... aware of something.

So, he started to shave his head.

"Zi." The electric clippers slowly pushed away his thick black hair.

The elegant face, set off by the inch hair, actually showed a hint of coldness.

His hair is always shaved by himself.

He is not accustomed to other people cutting his own hair, when others put a knife... on his head... the intense reflexes and insecurities make it difficult for him to follow.

Therefore, he always cuts his own hair.

Only when the knife is in your hand is the safest.

After shaving his head, with his hair full of hair, he dangled a cigarette and came to the Qiu Family Manor next door.

And when, in Qiu's Manor, when Qiu Yiren saw his full-length hair, his pretty face was dazed... dumbfounded? ?

"Chen...Mr. Chen, you?" Qiu Yiren was a little surprised, unable to accept Chen Zongheng's image at this time.

The original handsome backside oil head was completely pushed off.

Become a clean hair.

The elegant atmosphere dissipated a lot, but...with a hint of indifferent scorn.

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