"Ding ding ding!" At this moment, a clear ringtone suddenly rang on the mobile phone?
Chen Zongheng was slightly startled, hesitated for a moment...and then took out his cell phone.
Chen Zongheng took out his cell phone and took a look... The name of the caller was displayed on the screen: Qiu Yiren.
At this moment, in Chen Zongheng's eyes, all the endless killings were restrained and calm returned.
He answered the phone.
"Mr. Chen, are you... okay?" Qiu Yiren's magnetic and worried voice came from the phone.
"It's okay, I'm having a meal." Chen Zongheng said calmly.
"Eating? Did Mr. Dong give you any trouble?" Qiu Yiren asked on the phone with a hint of worry.
Chen Zongheng smiled lightly and said, "No, Mr. Dong and I have a good chat."
Mr. Dong, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled again... his eyes were filled with fear and extreme fear.
"Oh... Well, come back as soon as you finish eating... I'll be waiting for you at the company." Qiu Yiren said softly on the other end of the phone, her voice sounding complicated and worried.
"Okay." Chen Zongheng replied with one word and then hung up the phone.
Putting away the phone, he glanced at Mr. Dong lightly.
Dong Guohu's heart trembled violently... He knelt down in fear and kowtowed violently, "Please save my life, sir...! I am willing to work as a cow and a horse for you... as hard as a dog or horse! Please, sir! Please, sir!"
Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm and indifferent, just staring at him.
"From the moment you shot, you had no way out." Chen Zongheng's eyes were dark, and he took out a paper towel from the dining table and wiped the blood on his hands.
In this world, if you dare to shoot at the 'God of Death', then... you will die in vain!
Chen Zongheng will not let go of anyone who threatens him. He would rather kill a thousand people than let one person go.
He lowered his head and glanced at the leather shoes under his feet, then raised his feet and wiped off the blood stains on the leather shoes.
"Please sir...let me go...sir, whatever you want, I will give you...I will make you a dog! I will make you a cow or horse!" Dong Guohu's voice was frightened and trembling, and he knelt at Chen Zongheng's feet, begging miserably for mercy.
At this moment, he, the majestic master of Tan Palace, has become like this. It is embarrassing and shocking.
A second ago, he was sitting on the tiger leather sofa, the clouds were calm and the wind was gentle.
The next second, he was so frightened that he wet his pants, his legs were severely broken, and he was crouching at the feet of others, trembling and begging for mercy.
Chen Zongheng lit a cigarette and looked at the shiny black leather shoes under his feet, feeling helpless.
The leather shoes were wiped clean. He didn't want to get blood on them today.
The phone call also came to urge him. The safety of the woman on the other end of the phone seemed to be more important. He had to get there quickly, otherwise... if something happened to that woman, all the plans to elicit the "Bible" would be in vain.
"Forget it, save your life for now." Chen Zongheng looked calmly, straightened his suit and buttoned it up.
"Order a coffin for yourself. It will be needed in three days."
His eyes were indifferent and elegant, he held a cigarette in his mouth, and then stepped on the corpses and blood everywhere... and slowly walked out of the villa...
All around, a group of members in black suits were trembling in fear and retreating. Everyone looked at him in horror, as if they were looking at a demon.
At this time, the sky was already dark. Stars were looming in the dark night sky.
Chen Zongheng raised his head and glanced at the stars in the dark night, blowing out a smoke ring from his mouth.
The next second... the ground beneath his feet suddenly collapsed! And his figure... like a terrifying superman, instantly jumped into the sky... and disappeared into the endless night...
…
At six o'clock in the evening, Qiu Group.
All the colleagues had left after get off work, and in the empty building, only Qiu Yi remained, continuing to wait.
She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the office... Outside the window, there was a sunset view of the entire Bund. But at this moment, Qiu Yiren's mood was very confused... Her jade arms gently hugged her shoulders... Her long hair was a little messy hanging down her shoulders, although her beautiful eyes
Looking out the window at the sunset...but her eyes were unfocused...she was a little worried.
It was an afternoon after Mr. Chen left. The sun had already set. But he still hadn't come back, which made people worried.
Mr. Dong is not an ordinary person...he is the tycoon of the underground world in Shanghai. Although the Dong family is not on the same level as the Huang family, Mr. Dong, a figure in the world, does things more unscrupulously and without rules. Therefore, she is more
I'm a little worried.
Chen Zongheng went to Tan Palace alone, and the odds were stacked against him...
At this moment, suddenly...the door of the president's office was pushed open with a creak.
Qiu Yiren turned around in shock...and saw the familiar figure of a man standing at the door.
He was wearing a straight suit, elegant and calm, and his fair skin still showed a calm and calm look.
"You're back." Qiu Yiren's faint uneasiness finally dissipated and she said in a magnetic voice.
"Yes." Chen Zongheng looked calmly and responded casually, "I've been waiting for a long time. Let's go... home."
Qiu Yiren nodded, turned around and walked out of the president's office.
The two did not continue to communicate, but walked quietly side by side. They took the elevator and left Qiu's Building.
As dusk grew darker, the Mercedes-Benz fleet was already waiting quietly in front of Qiu's Building.
The two got into the car.
The Mercedes-Benz started and drove away...
"Mr. Dong, why are you here?" Qiu Yiren asked in a complicated voice while sitting in the car.
Dong Men is a ruthless and cold-blooded underground force, but today Dong Men suddenly came to her door. She had to worry.
Chen Zongheng slowly blew out a smoke ring and said, "I'm here to stand up for Ruan Wenyao. It's just a small matter."
Mr. Ruan?
Qiu Yiren's heart froze. She quickly came to her senses.
This is probably Ruan Wenyao's revenge.
However, she didn't expect that Ruan Wenyao would be so cruel and ruthless that he would ask Mr. Dong from Dongmen to come and solve the problem.
In the entire Shanghai City, no one knows that if Dong Clan takes action, he will die.
However, Mr. Chen seems to have no fear of Dong Men? Moreover, he can return safely.
Qiu Yiren subconsciously glanced at the man beside her...
He was sitting there quietly, smoking lightly, with elegant eyes.
But at this moment, Qiu Yiren's stomach suddenly growled slightly.
The atmosphere in the car instantly became a little awkward.
Due to worry, she didn't eat all day long and kept waiting for Chen Zongheng. So at this moment, her stomach began to feel weak.
"Are you hungry?" Chen Zongheng turned his head and glanced at her lightly.
Whoa~ Qiu Yiren's delicate and pretty face suddenly turned crimson.
"No...no." She was a little embarrassed and flustered.
At this moment, in the eyes of outsiders, this mature and strong female CEO actually looks like a little woman.
"Let's go eat, I'm hungry too." Chen Zongheng said calmly, ignoring her explanation.
"Ah?" Qiu Yiren looked at him with beautiful eyes, "Didn't you...have already had the dinner at Mr. Dong's house?"
"His house is too messy and he doesn't have enough to eat."
Chen Zongheng cherished his wealth and didn't explain much. Just now, there were corpses and blood everywhere in Dongmen's villa. He really didn't have much appetite.
"Oh." Qiu Yiren responded softly, her delicate eyes flashing slightly, "Then let me take you to a restaurant. The dishes there are very good."
"Whatever." Chen Zongheng replied lightly, then folded his arms and closed his eyes to rest.
Qiu Yiren told the driver to change the route to the restaurant...
Ten minutes later, the Mercedes-Benz motorcade stopped at the entrance of a luxurious and expensive Western restaurant.
Blue Whale Western Restaurant.
This is the top Michelin restaurant in Shanghai and has been rated three stars.
Qiu Yiren is a frequent visitor here.
Leading Chen Zongheng, the two of them walked into the restaurant.
I chose a seat by the window and sat down.
A waiter of French descent came forward respectfully and handed over the menu.
The menu is a pure French menu.
If you don't understand French, you probably won't understand the contents of this menu at all.
"Mr. Chen, what do you like to eat? Let me order it for you." Qiu Yiren, who was sitting across the dining table, stretched out her hand to order for Chen Zongheng. Because not everyone understands French, the language of this country is very convoluted, and
Very few people learn it.
However, Chen Zongheng spoke French extremely fluently and began to order.
“je-veux-un-steak-froid…”
“et-un-saumon…”
The way he ordered the dishes was very elegant, and his pure French accent made him look more scholarly. He was like a young and gentleman scholar.
Qiu Yiren's delicate and pretty face was a little dull, her beautiful eyes looking at the man in front of her...
She has been completely stunned by the man's performance...