Chen Zongheng stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes dark, just... looking around.
Wow~!
The whole audience was shocked.
Everyone's eyes widened.
Everyone was shocked by this sentence and could not react.
Under such circumstances, Senior Huang no longer held him accountable and originally planned to let him go.
But he, actually, still... doesn't plan to leave?
Chen Zongheng's mouth curved, and his eyes looked meaningfully towards the stage.
On the banquet hall stage, Huang Zhong's old face was trembling slightly.
I couldn't tell whether it was anger or ferociousness.
At this moment, the Huang family has never... suffered such humiliation. Moreover, it is difficult to get off the tiger.
All the Huang family bodyguards present looked a little embarrassed.
Everyone is waiting for Butler Huang's order.
As long as Butler Huang gives the order.
Then, thousands of weapons will meet.
Can.
Huang Zhong, however, did not speak from the beginning to the end.
He just stared at Chen Zongheng with complicated and ferocious eyes.
He never spoke.
It's not that I don't want to, but... I don't dare.
That's right, it's because... I don't dare.
There were indeed hundreds of Huang family bodyguards present.
But...what does this mean in front of Chen Zongheng?
If he was sure, Huang Zhong would have given the order, shouted violently, and killed him on the spot.
But, he wasn't sure.
That day, had he witnessed with his own eyes... Chen Zongheng, alone, breaking into the Huang family's ancient house?
The entire ancient house is invincible.
Even the defense and vigilance of the Huang family's ancient residence couldn't do anything to him.
Now, with just a few hundred people in front of me... I am really not sure.
Today, if the battle is defeated, the Huang family's face will be completely lost.
Therefore, Huang Zhong chose not to fight but to let him go.
But, at this moment, Chen Zongheng refuses to leave.
What should we do if this Bodhisattva does not leave?
Huang Zhong's face turned blue and purple, he was riding a tiger and had no way to get off.
In the middle of the banquet hall, Chen Zongheng still looked calm.
He walked slowly towards the dining table in the corner.
All around the scene, everyone was in a sea of people, all giving way in fear.
The overwhelming sea of people forcefully gave him a broad road.
Chen Zongheng just stepped back to his dining table.
Sit down and pour a glass of red wine.
"It would be a pity not to finish this table full of delicious food."
He murmured to himself, then picked up his chopsticks and continued eating.
In front of the dining table, several guests were so frightened that they stood up.
This person is simply a devil.
When he sits down, who dares to sit with him?
Beside the dining table, Zhou Ruotong's pretty face was also confused for a while, her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at this 'elegant' young man stupidly.
Hundreds of people surrounded the place, and countless guests stared in horror.
He actually enjoyed his dinner leisurely?
This is simply unprecedented.
Too arrogant.
In the entire banquet hall, no one dared to eat anymore.
After all, there were three entire cars of corpses lying at the scene, and the smell of corpses filled the air.
Moreover, the situation at the scene was strange and inexplicable, and the smell of gunfire and smoke made everyone's hearts hang in the air.
Who dares to eat at this time?
Everyone seemed to be looking at a devil, staring at Chen Zongheng in front of the dining table.
He was neatly dressed in a white shirt and sat calmly at the dining table.
Drink and eat.
Dongpo braised pork, oiled shelduck, Australian lobster...
The way he handled his chopsticks was very elegant and graceful.
Just like that, I sat at the dining table and enjoyed it for nearly twenty minutes.
A table full of sumptuous meals was wiped out like a whirlwind.
That's when I'm full of wine and food.
He took a napkin and wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, and then he stood up slowly.
"Thank you for hosting me today." Chen Zongheng raised his head and looked across the sea of people, looking directly at Huang Zhong on the stage.
Huang Zhong's whole body was trembling slightly, his face changed from gloomy to clear, and he clenched his fists tightly, as if... suppressing his anger.
"Everyone, see you later."
Chen Zongheng looked around with dark eyes. Then he lit a cigarette and just walked towards the door of the banquet hall calmly and calmly.
The expressions of the security guards who surrounded the entrance of the banquet hall suddenly changed.
A group of security guards retreated step by step.
This, are they going to stop it or not?
In the end, all the security guards broke down and hurriedly got out of the way... to give him a clear road.
He put his hands behind his back and left the scene just like that... indifferently.
One person's posture shocked the whole audience.
After his figure completely disappeared at the end of the corridor...
Everyone in the entire banquet hall finally... took a long breath.
The devil has finally left.
One person's momentum can actually overwhelm hundreds of people present, who are so frightened.
On the banquet hall stage, Huang Zhong's ferocious and trembling body finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The slight tremor on his face just now was not anger, but...fear.
However, with countless guests present, how could he, the Huang family's butler, lose face? Therefore, he held on, making people feel... that he was angry.
But it’s not.
At this time, Huang Zhong's entire back was wet with cold sweat.
At that moment, when he looked at Chen Zongheng, he felt that his soul was about to be oppressed.
That young man was so terrible.
…
Outside the Peace Hotel, the night was deep and the drizzle was still hazy.
The headlights of the white Aston Martin sports car flash twice.
Chen Zongheng opened the car door and got into the sports car.
‘Boom.’ The sports car started, and the roar of the engine echoed in the drizzle night.
He started the sports car and drove into the endless rainy night...
When he drove his sports car back to the Ziyuan mansion area, it was already nine o'clock at night.
Parked the sports car in the garage and got out of the car.
At this time, Qiu's Manor was already dark.
The Qiu family must have fallen asleep.
Only countless black-clad bodyguards were stationed around to maintain safety.
Chen Zongheng held a black umbrella and slowly walked back to his villa dozens of meters away.
But when he arrived in front of his villa, he suddenly... saw a familiar figure?
Qiu Yiren was wearing a homely sportswear, squatting gently in front of the steps of the villa. Her long hair slightly covered her face, and she just lay on her knees, seemingly asleep?
Chen Zongheng was stunned. Why was this woman... sitting in front of her house in the middle of the night?
"Is something wrong?" Chen Zongheng stepped forward and asked slowly.
Qiu Yiren raised her head in confusion, "Well...are you back?"
She quickly stood up and handed a thermos lunch box to Chen Zongheng.
"You didn't come back for dinner at night. There are dishes left for you at home. They are all in the thermos and they are still hot." Qiu Yiren said in a magnetic voice.
Chen Zongheng's eyes were a bit incomprehensible. This woman... was sitting in front of her house in the middle of the night just to bring him dinner?
Judging from her tired look, it seemed that she had been waiting for a long time.
This feeling made Chen Zongheng feel inexplicable.
"I've eaten." Chen Zongheng replied lightly, then bypassed Qiu Yiren, opened the door of the villa, took off his leather shoes and entered.
"Oh." Qiu Yiren was stunned for a moment, then nodded. There was no emotion on her pretty face, but her pouty red lips seemed to reveal her thoughts.
Anyway, I sat at the door and waited for more than half an hour.
Then he replied, Have you eaten?
This feeling, inexplicably a little lost?
I'm afraid I won't be able to take the initiative to deliver food next time. Absolutely impossible.
Qiu Yiren curled her lips, picked up the lunch box in the thermos, turned around and left.
As a wealthy CEO, this was the first time that she tried to lose face and took the initiative to deliver dinner to a man. The result was a failure.
It would be a lie to say that I am not aggrieved.
"etc."
Just when Qiu Yiren turned around and walked out a few steps, the man's shout suddenly came from behind.
Qiu Yiren was stunned and turned around in confusion.
Chen Zongheng lit a cigarette and walked slowly to her.
Then, he took the box of lunch from her hand.
"I didn't eat enough at night, and I'm still a little hungry."
After saying that, he carried his lunch box and walked straight into the villa.
Well.
Qiu Yiren was a little stunned, looking at his figure, confused.
"Good night." She said goodbye to Chen Zongheng's figure.
"Goodbye." But what Chen Zongheng said back to her was a farewell full of "straight male atmosphere".