Lidya Su loosened his grip on her shoulders, gradually calmed down, and said calmly: "You'd better remember what I said, otherwise you will bear the consequences yourself." He couldn't bear to say anything that hurt her anymore, so he picked up the coat on the sofa.
He slammed the door and left, leaving only his last words floating in the air.
"Some love cannot be obtained by resorting to tricks, so you can do it yourself."
She gnashed her teeth with hatred, and threw off the silk tablecloth, fruit, and glass containers on the coffee table as if to vent her anger. They were all broken to pieces on the floor. What a Shazinger. Now everyone is helping you. Even my brother warned me not to hurt you. You
Now I am proud, I will not give up. Her resentful eyes fell on the room where Zinge lived on the second floor.
He angrily yelled at the servant standing next to him: "You are all dead. Didn't you see that the floor is dirty? Why don't you come over and clean it up quickly?" After that, he stepped on the high heels and went upstairs.
It has been more than half a month since they were attacked last time and Cheng Qian escaped. The annual grand gathering of the Tianhai Gang is coming soon, and many forces ready to take action will take action by then. Du Yuochen believes that Cheng Qian will not miss this opportunity.
He should arrange it well now and give them a big "surprise" when the time comes.
Du Liaochen raised a bloodthirsty smile on his lips. He picked up the dart on the table with his right hand and pointed it at the turntable on the wall. With a whoosh, the dart flew out of his hand and hit the bullseye. His confident smile gradually widened and he sat on the chair.
Playing with the platinum chain in his hand, he felt a little gentle and doting.
That day really frightened him. Her piercing and desperate cries came from deep in the alley, and his heart ached. He didn't have time to think about anything else. He only knew that he couldn't let her get hurt, absolutely not. When he saw
When her head was bleeding and her clothes were in rags, he really went crazy and wanted to strangle these scum to death. In fact, he did so, punching and kicking without mercy. When he heard
She kept murmuring words in her mouth, she was saying Du Liaochen save me, Du Liaochen save me, Du Liaochen... Seeing her little face about to fall into coma, and seeing the joy and relief at the moment of his arrival, he
My heart seemed to be broken.
Even at the moment when the knife pierced his body, he was thinking, luckily she is okay, it's good that she is okay.
One day, two days, three days... Tianhai Gang's annual event has finally arrived.
The spacious and bright conference hall was already full of people, all of whom were in suits and leather shoes. They were all stylish. The Tianhai Gang was not like other Jianghu gangs who only knew how to fight, fight for territory, and rob homes. Over the years,
, the Tianhai Gang led by Du Jiechen has long been on the right track. The Tianhai Gang is just a gimmick given by the world. In fact, it is more appropriate to call it Du's Multinational Group, and it is the famous Du's Group.
There are three empty seats on the conference table, namely the president's seat in the center and the two seats closest to him. The people participating in the meeting all had extremely serious expressions. They were sitting on both sides. They obviously noticed something, and the weird atmosphere continued.
It continued until the appearance of Du Jiaochen.
His aura was still strong, and he sat in the CEO's seat with great dignity. Behind him was Su Li, who was equally imposing but deep and reserved. At this moment, his face had no expression, but there was a deep sense of solemnity in his black eyes. Thinking of
The eyes of a person who is usually gentle and calm are now so stern, with a decisive murderous intent, no less than that of Du Yuochen.
Everyone present was in mourning, and a chill came from the soles of their feet.
Du Qianchen and Su Li had just sat down when the door to the conference room opened again. Cheng Qian was followed by several bodyguards and came in confidently. He would definitely win today. One-half of the people present were his, so he accepted him.
Of course, he has to listen to his advice. The entire building has been surrounded by his people, and not even a fly can fly in. He wants to see if Du Yuochen has wings and can walk away from here alive today.
He went out. His conceited smile gradually widened, and when he looked at Du Caochen, he was filled with deep resentment, even with disdain and ridicule.
In his opinion, he has a chance to win. He can finally wash away the humiliation of the last army annihilation. From now on, the position of president of Du Group will belong to him, Cheng Qian. No, not Du Group. From now on, it will be called Cheng Group. It seems that now
The president's treasure has become his possession. He made no secret of it, and his wild laughter echoed throughout the conference room.
"Mr. Cheng seems to be in a good mood. Is there anything you are happy about?" Du Yuchen asked with a smile on his face, as if he was not aware of the strange atmosphere in the meeting. He spoke casually, but the disdain in his eyes was so clear.
Obviously, he looked at Cheng Qian with a smile, as if he was looking at a clown.
Cheng Qian saw the disdain in his eyes was so deep, as if he was really a clown. This feeling made him angry. He was the winner today, why should he be humiliated and disdained by him?
"Du Caochen, I won't beat around the bush, today is the day you die." As he said this, he threw the tea cup on the table to the ground. The door of the conference room opened again, and a group of people with weapons rushed out and surrounded the entire conference room.
Surrounded by layers.
Some people could no longer sit still and stood up from their seats one after another.
"Cheng Qian, what are you doing? Do you want to rebel?"
"That's right, the president is still here, how could you let people rush in with guns?" There were constant accusations and scoldings for a while, but they were limited to the table to the left of where Su Li was sitting. Most of them were newly promoted, capable and courageous people.
There were newcomers, and most of them on the right were old men from the gang. They were obviously standing on Cheng Qian's side, and they were noisy and almost starting to fight across the table.
Cheng Qian was very angry when he saw Du Liaochen looking calm and composed. He didn't expect that he could still drink tea calmly under such circumstances. Seeing the people on both sides fighting, he was upset and moved towards the argument.
Chaotic ** roar.
"Shut up, everyone!" he said angrily.
Turning towards Du Liaochen: "Du Liaochen, you can abdicate yourself and make way for someone more worthy. I can consider leaving you alive, otherwise I will not miss my friendship with your father."
"Then I would like to thank you?" Du Qiaochen gritted his teeth. He actually dared to mention his father and his friendship with his father. He deserved it. His father was as close as brothers to Cheng Qian.
He had great trust. If he had not cooperated with his enemies, his father would not have died at all, and his mother would not have committed suicide in grief after seeing his father die tragically, leaving him alone in this world.
.
His childhood was almost spent in endless panic. Not one night did he sleep until dawn like other children. Not only did he kill his father, he even wanted to kill, assassinate, and poison him.
Buying a murderer, if it hadn't been for his spirit, he would have died in his hands countless times. Until he became stronger, he would not dare to act rashly. In the past few years, he could sleep peacefully.
He thought he could be honest like this, but he didn't expect that dogs can't change from eating shit. Even if they tried to find an excuse for him to spend his old age peacefully, he couldn't find it, so don't blame him.
"No need to thank you, as long as you are willing to kneel down and beg me, I will let you go." After saying this, he laughed strangely, ignoring Du Yuochen's black face and the sound of gasps in the room.
"You deserve it."
Du Liaochen's disdain completely angered Cheng Qian: "If you keep talking hard even when you are about to die, let's see how long you can keep it tough."
"Come here, tie up these rebels." He pointed at Du Liaochen, Su Li and the people standing behind them and ordered them to the troops who had just rushed in.
But these men and horses stood still, not obeying his orders at all, and stood upright.
"You..." Before Cheng Qian could finish his words, Du Jiaochen took the lead and asked, "Why don't you take action yet?" Cheng Qian was startled, feeling that something was wrong, and saw that the people behind him were actually attacking those who supported him.
He grabbed it, rushed to the corner quickly, and squatted down with his head in his hands.
"Du Liaochen, you..." When he saw that the situation was over, he had no choice but to make a final struggle. He would never let Du Liaochen win such a beautiful victory.
"Du Liaochen, go to hell." A gun was pointed directly at Du Liaochen's head. Cheng Qian wanted to fight with him. At worst, both sides would suffer. He wouldn't survive, and he wouldn't even think about living comfortably. The Palace of the King of Hell
, he also wanted to fight with him, and even if he died, he would hold him back. His crazy laughter rang out, and he raised his gun towards Du Caochen like a madman.
It was so late and so fast that no one saw clearly how Su Li took action. A delicate and small dagger flew out. Cheng Qian heard a wail, the gun in his hand fell, and he knelt on the ground and covered his hands.
Howling like a wild beast, red blood spurted out from between his hands and the shiny dagger, winding down and spilling all over the ground. However, Cheng Qian refused to give up and struggled to pick up the blood-stained dagger.
Red gun.
"Ah" before he touched the gun body, he let out a cry like a killing pig. Du Jiechen looked at him with interest. His foot stepped on Cheng Qian's injured right hand, and Cheng Qian almost
The left hand that touched the gun trembled violently, struggled, and his nails were broken, leaving streaks of blood on the smooth marble floor.
Du Yuechen continued to intensify his strength, and the leather shoes on his hands were torn back and forth, torturing his nerves. He could hardly hold on, and almost fainted. Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and the blood was on Du Yuechen's face.
His feet gathered into a puddle, but he didn't care whether he would bleed to death.
Looking at his painful expression and pale cheeks, and listening to his distorted wailing, teasingly, I let go of his bloody hand, spoke condescendingly, elegantly and calmly: "Whose death day is today? Is it me or you?
"He exerted force and kicked out. Cheng Qian flew a few meters, his body hit the long table, and he rolled on the ground in pain.
Du Yuechen seemed dissatisfied that he was only being tortured physically. He wanted to make him suffer from body to heart. He stopped in front of Cheng Qian, squatted down slowly, and said evilly: "I'll show you something. Say
Maybe you will thank me."
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