Ultimate Pawn

"Also, send a plane, 5 hours later... come to the hot summer Jiangnan to pick me up. For this mission, I... will take care of myself." Chen Zongheng's voice slowly said.

Huh~! Hearing these words, Di Shitian on the other end of the phone looked shocked and excited...! !

Asura-sama, this is to... personally... shoot? ! !

This!

Two years!

Since Master Asura disappeared two years ago, he has...never made another move.

The entire Western world almost... almost forgot the battle that year.

Only those mercenaries and warlords who have really experienced that battle can truly appreciate the horror of Ashura.

This name represents despair.

More terrifying than hell, more hideous than death.

This name trembles almost the entire dark war-torn world of the West!

Codename, Asura!

The voice of Di Shitian on the phone was more respectful and solemn than ever before!

"Yes...! Your subordinates, with thousands of fighters, welcome... Master Shura's return...!"

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Chen Zengheng spit out a smoke ring, his eyes calmly glanced at the night scene outside the window.

"Later, I will send you the coordinate address, remember...Don't disturb the Yanxia National Defense Agency."

After speaking, Chen Zonggong looked indifferent and hung up the phone.

Looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows... the night scene of neon lights, he took a deep breath of cigarettes.

The smoke rings scattered, floating in the air.

And his eyes are deeper than ever.

There is more than one secret in him.

He has more than one code name.

Maybe... even Zhang Yuzhou, the entire third department behind it, and even the interior of the Forbidden City... don't know that he is another identity of the **** of death.

Code name, Ashura.

The **** of death, on behalf of killing, blood is endless.

However, Ashura represents fear, which is more terrifying than death...

He Chen Zongheng, how could he become...a tool for the third sector to send arbitrarily?

Since the first time he met Zhang Yuzhou and cooperated with...the day he joined the third department, he...had an unprecedented vigilance towards the old man with gray hair.

Reaper is just his official identity in the summer.

The codename is Reaper, this name represents the summer and represents the third sector.

However, he secretly formed a mercenary in the overseas world, the Shura Legion!

He created another terrifying identity for himself, Ashura!

In the entire West, almost no one has seen the true face of Ashura.

His appearance, blood everywhere, endless fear.

Asura, only shows people in masks.

No one has ever seen the true face under that mask.

No one thought that the **** of death... is Ashura!

Chen Zong never will, and sits waiting to die.

From the moment he joined the third department, he knew that he... is just a tool for some people.

The code name of Death will one day be ruthlessly obliterated by certain people, certain forces.

Machines are always just machines.

Use enough, it will destroy and eliminate all traces.

Chen Zongheng has killed too many people in this life. He knew that he would never end well.

Overseas, secretly formed that mercenary, the Shura Army. Just to fight against the emergence of that day!

He didn't know how long he could live.

However, some people... if they want him to die... he promises... the entire Shura army will be ridden with nightmares by those forces!

The third sector.

Zhang universe.

Chen Zongheng never believed it.

It's just a game, using each other.

As a **** of death, you can't help yourself.

Today, the times are changing.

Asura, it's time to come to this world!

Chen Zengheng took a deep breath, and with a ‘click’, he crushed the Huawei folding phone in his hand.

In order to prevent the traces of his call from being leaked, he would destroy a cell phone after each call.

After throwing the phone into the trash can, Chen Zong returned to the chair and continued reading.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

"In." Chen Zongheng replied faintly.

The office door opened, and Qiu Yiren stood in front of the door and asked softly, "Sir, have my phone run out?"

"It's crushed and thrown into the trash can." Chen Zongheng murmured while reading the book while holding the book. Then he pointed his finger at the wastebasket on the side.

Qiu Yiren:...

Pinch... broken? ?

Then... but my cell phone? !

Do you always say that you just crush it? ? Don't say hello in advance? !

In Qiu Yiren’s mobile phone, there are many documents and the number of the partner!

"Is there anything? The money for the mobile phone is deducted from my salary." Chen Zongheng didn't seem to care, and continued to look down at the book.

Anyway, his annual salary is 100 million yuan a year, and the deduction of tens of thousands of yuan for mobile phones is nothing.

"Ha ha ha... it's okay, just a mobile phone." Qiu Yiren concealed embarrassment and smiled.

"Well... where's my calling card?" Qiu Yiren hesitated and asked again.

The phone is crushed. Give me the calling card anyway?

"It's also crushed, let's get another one." Chen Zongheng said lightly while sitting on the chair with Erlang's legs upright.

Qiu Yiren:...

She has an urge to beat her chest.

"Ha ha ha... it's okay... well, don't bother me, you read the book..." She resisted the urge to vomit blood and carefully closed the office door...

...

The night at the end of autumn, withered and early.

After get off work in the evening, ten Mercedes Benz fleets slowly stopped in front of the Qiu's Building.

After experiencing the assassination during the day, the Qiu Yiren at this time...appeared to be extremely cautious.

The bodyguards all around also looked solemn and watched the surroundings. I am afraid that something will happen.

Qiu Yiren stepped on high heels and walked out of the building with Chen Zongheng.

A biting autumn wind blew past, and Qiu Yiren tightened the collar of the trench coat.

She looked a little cold with her long black hair shawl.

She subconsciously moved closer to Mr. Chen next to her, because she suddenly found that...as long as she stood next to Mr. Chen, she would be very warm.

This man, like a radiator, naturally comes with warmth, making people subconsciously want to get close to him in the severe cold.

Of course, Qiu Yiren didn't know that Mr. Chen's body energy temperature was constant at 70 degrees Celsius for a long time.

Therefore, his body will emit heat in the severe cold winter.

The body temperature of an average person is generally around 36 degrees Celsius. This is the normal constant temperature index acceptable to the human body.

However, Chen Zongheng's body temperature is twice that of a normal human being, 70 degrees Celsius.

This, it's still just in his static state.

If he exercises, his body temperature will soar to 200 degrees Celsius when he fights!

His body, like a beast machine, was born to kill.

However, just as the Qiu Yi people got closer and closer, Chen Zong suddenly... moved away by one step, opening the distance between the two.

"Men and women don't get married, pay attention to your distance." Chen Zongheng said indifferently, slowly.

Qiu Yiren:...

At this moment, she was blushing with pretty face, and she wanted to die.

She just wanted to get closer and rub the temperature.

Is this man...really beaten with iron?

Steel straight man!

Or is he really...unattractive to men...?

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