Xie Ming looked nervous and solemn, and stood quietly at the door, waiting.
This was the first time in his life that he had come to the door of such a noble family.
He is just a small security guard. In this life, it is impossible for him to interact with these powerful families who dominate the south of the Yangtze River.
But today, due to an inexplicable chance, he stood at the door of the Huang family's house.
I stood at the door and waited for an unknown amount of time.
Every minute and every second is stressful for Xie Ming.
At this moment, suddenly...a middle-aged man wearing a brown and yellow robe slowly...walked out of the house.
Behind the man in the robe was the familiar old man Huang Zhong!
"Are you the messenger sent by Chen Zongheng?" The middle-aged man in long robes looked at Xie Ming with a calm and thoughtful look from the corner of his eye.
Xie Ming carefully glanced at the middle-aged man in robe, and then looked at Huang Zhong behind him.
An hour ago, Huang Zhong... rode a war horse and broke into the Qiu Group, killing everyone with his whip dancing wildly!
At this moment, the white-haired hero had returned to the Huang family's residence and was standing behind the middle-aged man.
So?! Could this middle-aged man in front of me... be...?!
At this moment, Xie Ming's body trembled with shock.
He had vaguely guessed the identity of this middle-aged man in long robe!
"Yes... on the order of Mr. Chen, I am sending this reply to you." Xie Ming did not dare to neglect, carefully took out a folded letter from his clothes and handed it to the middle-aged man in a robe!
Huang Zhengming's eyes were deep and indifferent, and he slowly took the envelope.
Behind him, the white-haired Huang Zhong looked coldly and shouted at Xie Ming, "Why don't you be polite when you see the head of the Huang family?"
Xie Ming's body trembled. He was frightened by the shout and took two steps back, his eyes slightly nervous.
The person in front of me is... really the head of the Huang family?
A century-old giant that stands tall in the south of the Yangtze River, the master of the Huang family!
He Xie Ming, a mere small security guard, a commoner at the lowest level...at this moment, he could see the master of a giant clan!
This kind of shock left Xie Ming's mind blank and breathless.
Huang Zhengming didn't pay attention to the performance of the mere ants in front of him. The only thing he paid attention to at this time was the letter in his hand.
Reply from Chen Zongheng.
He was very curious and wanted to know what was written in this envelope?
Is Chen Zongheng begging for mercy?
Thinking of this, a trace of amusement flashed across Huang Zhengming's calm eyes.
He had already expected that Chen Zongheng would beg for mercy.
Unfortunately, begging for mercy...is useless.
If the Huang family draws a sword, it will never be sheathed.
Unless Chen Zongheng dies, this battle will never end.
Huang Zhengming's eyes were dim as he stood at the door and slowly...opened the envelope in his hand.
When he looked dimly at the contents on the envelope... the air froze for an instant.
Huang Zhengming's hand holding the envelope was shaking slightly!
Veins and veins slowly emerged from his arms.
His pupils changed from deep... to cold and cruel!
"Master, what's going on? What did Chen Zongheng write?"
Behind him, Huang Zhong, a man with white hair, slowly stepped forward, looking towards the letter with his deep eyes.
Huh~! The next second, Huang Zhong’s face trembled violently!
All because of...that sentence on the letter:
[Three days later, I will take the head of your second son, Huang Honghui.]
Arrogant, arrogant, domineering, and unbridled.
How unscrupulous do you have to be to dare... to write such a life-threatening sentence!
In the morning, Huang Zhengming just sent a letter, threatening to take his head in three days.
Unexpectedly, an hour later, Chen Zongheng sent a reply letter.
The content of the letter was even more domineering and outrageous: In three days, will you take the head of the second son of the Huang family?
this.
Simply arrogant.
Huang Zhengming's hands were trembling slightly, and blue veins were popping out.
That was a surge of overwhelming anger!
The Huang family has been running rampant in Jiangnan for hundreds of years!
I have never been so humiliated!
This is simply a **, just and fair provocation to the power of the Huang family!
Huang Zhengming suddenly crumpled the envelope in his hand into a ball!
"Chen, Zong, Heng." His face was extremely cold, and he couldn't see the emotional fluctuations at all. But at this moment, the head of the Huang family was... the most terrifying.
Who in this world... dares to threaten his Huang family?
How dare he threaten his son’s life?!
Chen Zongheng had already killed his eldest son.
Now, do you still want to... kill his second son again?!
A blood feud, a life-and-death feud!
Huang Zhengming's eyes were extremely deep, like a cold ice cellar in December.
He slowly opened his palm, and the envelope paper had already been clenched into a ball of crumbs. The breeze blew...the paper crumbs dissipated in the air like ashes.
"After the first seven days of Xuyang, I want to let Chen Zongheng die without a burial."
"Also, the Qiu Group, Qiu Yiren, Qiu Family... don't let any of them go."
Huang Zhengming's voice was cold and calm, but... he was extremely lethal.
Behind him, the butler Huang Zhong emerged with the same murderous ferocity. He clenched his fists and his old eyes were full of endless murderous intent.
In the morning, he had been with Chen Zongheng for a while, and had been beaten to defeat. Now, his new hatred for Chen Zongheng was combined with his old hatred.
"Sir, I will kill the messenger right now!" Huang Zhong looked ferocious and stared fiercely at Xie Ming, who was not far away.
This old housekeeper of the Huang family has become murderous. He wants to kill the messenger!
At this moment, all the anger and murderous intent towards Chen Zongheng surged out. Unless he killed the messenger, his anger would not be released!
Not far away, Xie Ming's face instantly turned pale. His body took two steps back in fear.
At this moment, he...felt death!
The Huang family wants to kill themselves.
However, just when Huang Zhong clenched his fists tightly and was furious, he was about to step forward.
However, Huang Zhengming blocked him with one hand.
"You have not passed the first seven days of Xuyang. It is not suitable to see blood in front of the steps of the house."
The voice of the head of the Huang family was very calm, as if he was suppressing the murderous intention in his heart.
After hearing the master's words, Huang Zhong suppressed his murderous intention and slowly retreated.
"Get out." Huang Zhengming stared at Xie Ming with cold and deep eyes, and slowly uttered two words.
Xie Ming's body trembled. At this moment, he seemed to be locked by a wild beast.
He backed up in horror, then got on the moped and drove away in a hurry...
…
An hour later, Qiu's Building.
When Xie Ming rode his moped back to the group in a panic, all the security colleagues at the door looked shocked?
Can't believe it?
This guy Xie Ming... is actually still alive?
How could he come back alive from the Huang family?
Xie Ming stopped the car, with a nervous and complicated expression on his face, and hurried into the building. He took the elevator all the way to the ninety-ninth floor.
He came to Chen Zongheng's office door and knocked on the door.
"Come in." A faint response came from inside the office.
After receiving the response, Xie Ming was respectful and cautiously entered the office.
I saw Chen Zongheng lying on the chair calmly and calmly, holding the "Tao Te Ching" in his hand.
"Mr. Chen, the letter... has been delivered." Xie Ming's face was solemn and complicated, and he reported the report carefully.
"Oh, okay." Chen Zongheng continued to flip through the book and replied lightly.
It seems that not much attention was paid to this news.
Xie Ming hesitated and considered, then suddenly bowed again.
"Mr. Chen...I, I want...to learn kung fu from you..."
This was a request he had longed for.
A few days ago, he saw with his own eyes... Chen Zongheng crushed Dong Guohu's head with his kick.
And today, he saw with his own eyes that Mr. Chen blew away the Huang family and Huang Zhong with one move.
This level of confrontation is extremely terrifying.
It is the strength of his gratitude and desire.
Chen Zongheng's eyes were dark and he glanced at him inadvertently.
"Step back, there are some things you can't learn."
Chen Zongheng's voice was cold, with an air of indifference that would make people thousands of miles away.
Xie Ming's face changed slightly, feeling a little lost and depressed.
He stood up hesitantly, bowed respectfully, and then slowly exited the office.
Chen Zongheng took a deep drag on the cigarette, and a trace of profoundness and helplessness flashed in his eyes.
What he mastered was not any kung fu...but the killing skills derived from the blood sea battlefield.
If you kill more than a thousand people, you will kill people.
If you have killed thousands of people, you will know how to use the sword.
Every move and every move he makes is a killing blow cultivated from the Asura Hell.