In front of the villa, Chen Zongheng was dressed in a straight suit, with his legs crossed, sitting calmly.
Finish a glass of red wine and pour another glass.
The bright red alcohol swayed gently in the transparent goblet.
Compared with the bloody killings in the surrounding scenes, it was so weird.
Blood everywhere.
He actually still has the leisure and leisure to taste wine indifferently?
"kill!"
The assassins looked ferocious, obviously angry.
A group of night-walkers flashed in the dark night, and wherever their swords were directed, the sword's light matched them.
The bodyguards of the Qiu family in front could not resist at all, and were retreated steadily by this group of terrifying assassins.
Bodies kept falling down, dripping with blood.
Chen Zongheng still sat calmly in front of the door, raising his glass and sipping red wine.
His eyes are quiet and his temperament is elegant.
His breathing was calm and his expression was meaningful.
Then, he slowly raised his glass and drank all the red wine in the glass.
"Yang Feng, you guys...step back."
Chen Zongheng said with a faint voice and a faint glance at the Qiu family bodyguards in front of him.
The bodyguard leader Yang Feng looked complicated and solemn, and turned to look at Mr. Chen.
He was caught in a dilemma, should he retreat or hold on?
If we retreat, how can Mr. Chen alone... fight against this group of terrifying assassins?
But...if we don't retreat...all our brothers will eventually die in battle.
"Just when you hesitated for a few seconds, three more men were seriously injured." Chen Zongheng sat on the chair calmly, his voice was faint.
"According to your personnel estimates, you can probably... still sustain it for three minutes and twenty seconds."
He picked up the wine bottle and poured himself a glass of red wine.
At this moment, he was sitting calmly, which was incompatible with the killing scene in front of him.
But he seemed to be the core of the entire killing bureau.
Finally, the bodyguard leader Yang Feng looked solemn and made a decision.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he suddenly shouted to his subordinates, "Retreat! Retreat to the villa and defend to the death!"
Wow!
A group of Qiu family bodyguards quickly retreated, dragging their disabled bodies.
They all retreated through the door of the Qiu family villa, guarding it to the death!
At this time, Chen Zongheng was the only one, still sitting alone in front of the door, drinking wine and looking up at the moon.
In front of the dark night, a group of night-clothed assassins are pressing forward to kill and kill quickly.
Dozens of long knives cut through the void.
The sharp tip of the knife stabbed Chen Zong horizontally!
But he still sat calmly, raised his glass, and took a sip of red wine.
"Tonight, the moon is very full." He looked up at the bright moon in the night sky and murmured.
At this moment, a long knife was stabbed at him quickly, and it would pierce his temple in the next second.
However, the long knife stopped a millimeter away from his temple.
Because, Chen Zongheng's two fingers were holding the long knife leisurely and contentedly.
"Exactly, when killing people." He flicked his fingers.
Bang. The sharp and hard long knife was broken every inch.
The assassin's pupils condensed, and he was about to retreat...but, it was already too late.
Chen Zongheng's two fingers turned into afterimages... and instantly penetrated the assassin's neck and trachea.
"Pfft." The assassin's trachea was stabbed with a huge bloody hole, and blood spattered.
"Uh..." The assassin's pupils widened in disbelief. He stretched out his hands tremblingly, trying to block the blood gushing from his neck and trachea...
But the blood was like a fountain, pouring out uncontrollably.
Chen Zongheng gently pushed his forehead with his bloody fingers.
The assassin's body slowly fell down.
Chen Zongheng withdrew his hand, held the red wine bottle with his bloody fingers, and continued to pour the wine.
Then he raised his glass and sipped the wine.
At the same time, in front of you, there was a black mass of assassins... wherever the swords were directed, killings swept across!
One person, facing countless swords.
He remained calm and composed.
Raise the glass with your right hand and sip the wine gently.
Countless swords slashed rapidly towards Chen Zongheng's body!
In the blink of an eye, it wanted to penetrate his body.
The corners of Chen Zongheng's mouth slowly raised an arc.
"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date."
In an instant, he raised his head and flicked his bloody fingers in front of the goblet.
‘Clang.’ a sound.
The sound of the wine glass vibrating.
The mellow red liquid in the cup swayed lightly, as if being swept away by a force, and then... countless liquids turned into water droplets and flew out!
With the flick of a finger, it condenses into beads when exposed to water.
This level of control over strength can only be described as...the result of one's personal experience.
The red wine liquid turned into droplets of water, and shot forward rapidly like a goddess scattering flowers!
"Puff puff……!"
The water droplets were like sharp bullets, instantly piercing the trachea of one assassin after another!
The trachea is the weakest and most lethal part of the human body.
However, when a drop of water...contains a powerful force, it surges forward. This force...is enough to cause the drop of water to penetrate a stone.
The sound of blood bursting and splashing swept across the night.
Then, Chen Zongheng raised his glass gently and drank the remaining red wine in the glass.
In front of him, 'bang, bang, bang...' groups of assassin corpses fell to the ground one after another.
A blood hole as big as a drop of water appeared in the throat of each assassin's corpse.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of people were killed.
This is simply...horrifying.
There were dozens of remaining assassins present, and their pupils shrank violently.
A group of night-clothed assassins suddenly took a few steps back, all their blades pointed directly at Chen Zongheng.
But, their knives are shaking.
Is this young man sitting at the door of the villa a human...or a demon?
From the beginning to the end, he never stood up, or even...didn't make a move.
Just drinking...with a snap of your fingers, you have...killed more than a dozen of their accomplices?!
In the villa, the group of Qiu family bodyguards also widened their eyes. At this moment, everyone was shocked beyond words!
What is Mr. Chen's background?
Kill someone with a snap of your fingers?!
This kind of method is simply unprecedented!
"The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me."
Chen Zongheng picked up the wine bottle with his left hand and poured another glass of red wine into the goblet leisurely.
"The moon is full and the wind is high, why don't you all just stay here?" His voice was faint and his eyes were calm.
In front of them, the bodies of the night-clothed assassins trembled suddenly, and the knives in their hands became even more unstable.
"Pretend to be a ghost and play tricks on others! Kill me!!"
The assassin leader shouted sharply!
Swish, swish, swish!
All the assassins gathered instantly to form a killing array.
Countless swords swept across and waved, heading towards Chen Zongheng to outflank him!
They tried to kill this weird and hateful man completely on the spot!
"Mr. Chen...be careful!" Yang Feng, the bodyguard leader, shouted solemnly in the villa!
After all, this...is the overwhelming power of the other party.
Countless blades swept across, intertwined into a dragnet, and strangled Chen Zongheng.
Wherever the sword shines, any object blocking it will be strangled to pieces.
But Chen Zongheng still sat calmly.
His eyes were dark, and he raised his head to glance at the moonlight in the dark night sky.
Then, raise your glass and drink up the red wine in the glass.
Then, 'Bang, bang.' He smashed the glass wine glass in his hand and broke it to the ground.
He... finally stood up slowly.
His eyes were dark and he slowly scanned the surroundings.
At this time, he was surrounded by...a black mass of assassins.
Besieged on all sides, in the center of the killing array.
He smiled.
The clouds are clear and the wind is gentle.
Then, the next second.
His figure turned into an afterimage... and disappeared in place.