Qiu Yiren stood there blankly, her heart beating loudly, and she almost suffocated... The scene in front of her shocked her so much that she couldn't breathe...! This is a big mistake!
In the entire banquet hall, only Chen Zongheng looked calm. He wiped his hands clean with a square towel, then poured himself a glass of red wine and drank it in one gulp.
Kill people, drink alcohol, be elegant and indifferent.
To him, killing was like an art. There was no thrill, no smoke... just a random move with every gesture.
Death kills people with the snap of a finger.
In the banquet hall, all the guests were as dumb as stone sculptures...the scene was deathly silent.
Mr. Huang is dead...! The sky in Shanghai is going to collapse!!
Chen Zongheng raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his Omega watch, then turned around and came to Qiu Yiren's side, "It's getting late, let's go."
Qiu Yiren's chest heaved, and it took her a long time to recover her thoughts from the shock... She didn't know what to do at this time... she could only follow Chen Zongheng helplessly, and the two of them slowly walked towards the door of the banquet hall.
go.
All around, the Huang family's bodyguards looked shocked and trembling... No one among the dozens of bodyguards dared to step forward to stop him.
Being able to shoot the young master through the throat with a chopstick...such a terrifying method of thunder...is simply not something that this group of bodyguards can withstand!
At this moment, they could only let this man leave. No one dared to stop him...
Chen Zongheng and Qiu Yiren left the banquet hall calmly.
In the hall, all the guests present were staring directly at the departing figure...
Unknowingly, everyone's foreheads were soaked with countless cold sweats!
The entrance of Peace Hotel.
The night is deep and dotted with stars.
Three Mercedes-Benz cars were waiting quietly outside the door.
Chen Zongheng led Qiu Yiren, and the two slowly walked out of the hotel.
"Miss, are you okay?" When the bodyguards saw Qiu Yiren's face turning pale and ugly, they respectfully stepped forward and bowed and asked.
Qiu Yiren took a deep breath, tried to adjust her complicated and messy mood, shook her head and said, "It's okay."
She got into the Mercedes-Benz, and Chen Zongheng looked calm... holding a cigarette in his mouth... and also got into the car.
The three Mercedes-Benz cars did not encounter any obstruction, and just drove away slowly...disappeared into the night...
Peace Hotel, General Manager's Office.
General Manager Lin Jian was lying on the sofa, smoking a cigar and looking out the window at the dark night. The Peace Hotel had gone through a hundred years of hardships and was eventually banned by the Lin family. And his general manager Lin Jian also relied on the Huang family to support him.
Family is Lin Jian's biggest supporter.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door! Immediately afterwards, a female assistant in uniform rushed into the office with a solemn face and a panic.
"Why are you so nervous? How many times have I told you? Don't panic when something happens, I'll be with you in everything." Lin Jian took a deep breath of his cigar and scolded the female assistant dissatisfied.
The female assistant groveled, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably, "Mr. Lin... no, it's not good. Something happened in the dinner hall..."
"What happened in the banquet hall? Did Young Master Huang go on a killing spree again?" Lin Jian blew out a puff of rich cigar smoke and said calmly, "Young Master Huang has an unruly temperament... so what if he kills a few people? Send someone to
Just clean up the scene."
Huang Xuyang's violent temper often killed people in the Peace Hotel... Those corpses were all taken care of by Lin Jian in the end. Mr. Huang's killing was just a trivial matter, so Lin Jian committed suicide
I don't think so.
"No, it's not..." the female assistant said in a trembling voice, trembling with fear, "It's... Mr. Huang... was killed...!"
Whoa! The cigar in Lin Jian's mouth fell to the ground with a clatter, and his whole person seemed to be frozen and petrified in an instant.
"You said...what??" Lin Jian's pupils widened and he stared at the female assistant in disbelief.
"Huang, Mr. Huang... was... killed by someone in the banquet hall...!!" The female assistant's voice was trembling with fear.
Boom! Lin Jian's whole body felt like he was struck by lightning, and his heart almost stopped!
He stood up suddenly from the sofa and rushed out with his fat body!
Lin Jian rushed to the door of the banquet hall like an out-of-control wild boar.
In the center of the banquet hall, Huang Xuyang's body lay in a pool of blood... his pupils were dilated and white, and a bloody hole the size of a thumb penetrated his throat... all the blood had drained out.
When he saw this scene with his own eyes, Lin Jian's face instantly turned pale! His fat body could no longer hold on, and he collapsed to the ground with fear...!
Mr. Huang...is dead...dead?!!
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In the dark night, three Mercedes-Benz cars slowly walked through the street.
Qiu Yiren was sitting in the car, her pretty face turned pale, and her whole complexion looked complicated and ugly.
Huang Xuyang...the son of the Huang family...died like this? This sudden ending was difficult for her, a wealthy CEO, to accept.
At this time, Qiu Yiren was feeling complicated and worried... It was a deep fear. The Huang family and his son were killed... This Shanghai sea was probably going to be shaken!
The Huang family will never give up!
Her beautiful eyes were complicated, and she turned to look at Chen Zongheng beside her.
"Why...why do you want to kill him?" Qiu Yiren asked in a complicated voice.
Chen Zongheng sat calmly in the car and slowly replied with eight words, "If he shoots, I will kill him."
In this world, anyone who dares to shoot at the God of Death will die without rebirth!
Qiu Yiren bit her red lips tightly and said worriedly, "You are too impulsive... What you killed was Huang's eldest son, the involvement is too big..."
"He has murderous intent in his eyes. Rather than leaving it to kill him later...it would be better to kill him as soon as possible to save trouble." Chen Zongheng said calmly and indifferently.
Calm, indifferent, indifferent.
Chen Zongheng took out a cigarette and lit it elegantly. His calm and calm appearance made people unable to believe that just a second ago, he had personally attacked and killed a wealthy young man from Shanghai City.
Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes were stunned...she was speechless.
Because... what he said seems to be correct? Mr. Huang is indeed murderous today and wants to kill Chen Zongheng. It is probably difficult to resolve the hatred between the two. Instead of leaving the conflict to be resolved later... it is better to kill him today.
Resolve... to avoid leaving behind troubles?
"But he... is a descendant of Huang Jinrong... The Huang family has power all over Shanghai... If you kill him tonight, the entire Huang family... will not let you go." Qiu Yiren's pretty face turned pale, showing deep nervousness and worry.
.
"The Huang family are just ants." Chen Zongheng's voice was indifferent, and a smoke ring floated out of his mouth. He had never put the so-called Green Gang tycoon in his eyes. Because he came from hell, and his code name... was enough to make the entire Pacific Ocean
Tremor!
How can a mere boss of the Hutangji Gang... be compared to the Shura God of Death from hell?
Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes became more and more worried. She took root in Shanghai, and no one knew the terror of the Huang family better than her. It was a terrifying family that swept across the south of the Yangtze River!
"You leave Shanghai tonight... I will arrange a helicopter for you and fly away overnight. You go out to avoid the limelight." Qiu Yiren's voice was solemn and complicated, her beautiful eyes fixed on Chen Zongheng.
The situation tonight is extremely serious. The death of Mr. Huang, the eldest son of the family, will cause a huge shock. Qiu Yiren does not want Chen Zongheng to be implicated, so she can only make this decision and let him go out to avoid the limelight.
"No need." Chen Zongheng took a deep breath from his cigarette, "I, Chen Zongheng, am doing what I do, why do I need to avoid it?"
"If they want to die, then let them come." After Chen Zongheng finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.
He was cold and indifferent, arrogant and domineering! Such a tone and gesture made Qiu Yiren's mood more complicated and difficult to settle down... What is the identity of this mysterious man? Does he really have the strength to fight against the Huang family?
In the dark night, three Mercedes-Benz cars slowly drove into the Ziyuan Villa area.
Qiu Yiren has purchased the manor opposite and handed the key to Chen Zongheng. Starting tonight, he will live opposite the Qiu Manor. The two manors are only a hundred meters apart.
Chen Zong stepped out of the car, holding a cigarette in his mouth... and walked indifferently towards the manor opposite.
Qiu Yiren was left standing alone in the night, staring at his back for a long time... Then she turned around with complicated emotions and walked into Qiu's Manor...
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At twelve o'clock at midnight, the stars are dotted, and the faint moonlight envelopes the entire Shanghai City.
But tonight in Shanghai, I am destined to be sleepless!
A row of black vans speeded through the midnight streets, heading towards an ancient manor in the urban area of Shanghai.
"Creak!" Tens of minutes later, the black van fleet suddenly braked and stopped in front of an old house!
On the porch of the ancient house, there is a plaque full of time, with two vigorous ancient characters engraved on it: Huang Zhai.
A group of bodyguards got out of the car with solemn and embarrassed expressions, and carefully lifted a stretcher out of the van. The stretcher was covered with a piece of white cloth... and the outline of a corpse could be faintly seen under the white cloth.
A bodyguard looked sad, rushed to the door of the Huang family's ancient house, and hammered the door hard!
"Master...! Funeral report!!"
The sound of the funeral echoed throughout the entire Huang family's ancient house!
A few minutes later, all the lights in the entire ancient house came on.
The two thick wooden doors of the Huang family's ancient house opened!
The head of the Huang family, Huang Zhengming, had a solemn look on his face. He was wearing a long robe and had a body as tall as a king. He walked out of the door step by step...slowly!
"What's the matter with mourning?!" Huang Zhengming's voice was resolute and resolute, exuding an aura as strong as a tiger's!
The Huang family has been standing in Shanghai for hundreds of years, without fear from heaven and earth! At midnight, there is a sudden news of death?! There are people in the entire Shanghai beach who are not afraid of death...daring to touch members of his Huang family?!
Wow~! Dozens of bodyguards present at the door fell to their knees in misery! All the bodyguards were trembling and frightened, and they all lowered their heads!
Huang Zhengming's eyes narrowed, as if he felt something was wrong?!
"Where is your young master?" Huang Zhengming asked with a sharp voice!
Tonight...his eldest son Huang Xuyang hosted a business banquet at the Peace Hotel. Could it be that...something happened at the business banquet? The rebellious son acted impulsively...killed someone who shouldn't have been killed? Which led to trouble?
But when he thought about it, Huang Zhengming shook his head again. There were only a handful of families in Shanghai and Shanghai that could compete with his Huang family. Who would dare to mess with his Huang family?!
"Quickly tell me, where is your young master?!" Huang Zhengming's eyes were sharp and he said angrily!
The kneeling bodyguards were even more trembling and frightened... They trembled slightly and turned their eyes to the stretcher beside them...
Huang Zhengming's eyes suddenly condensed and he glanced at the stretcher?!
His tiger body suddenly shook! His heart almost suffocated! This is...?!!
Huang Zhengming moved his steps and quickly teleported to the stretcher... He suddenly opened the white cloth on the stretcher!!
Boom...! At that moment... his whole body felt like he was struck by lightning!!
The body of his son Huang Xuyang... was lying on a stretcher cold and pale... with a bloody hole in his throat!
Huang Zhengming's body was trembling, and under his legs... the whole ground was cracked!!
A few hours ago...his son Huang Xuyang left the house alive...
In the blink of an eye... life and death are separated?!
"Uh ah——!!!" Huang Zhengming's eyes were furious and blood red... He looked up to the sky and roared in anger!!
In front of the Huang family's ancient house, all the bodyguards knelt down and trembled, as frightened as ants.
"Who...!!" Huang Zhengming's face was as ferocious as a demon. He suddenly lifted the bodyguard leader up from the ground and strangled the leader's neck. "Who...who did this!!"
The bodyguard leader's face turned purple, and his neck was pinched so hard that he almost suffocated. His voice was trembling, "It was...it was...Qiu Group...Killed by Qiu Yiren's bodyguards..."
Huang Zhengming's face exploded with anger, and he suddenly broke the neck of the bodyguard leader!! Blood splattered everywhere!!
"Qiu... Yi... person!!" Huang Zhengming's hands were stained with blood, and his hair was disheveled in the dark night, like a demon!!
"I want...all of you Qiu family...to be buried with my son!!"