Because his neck was tightly pinched, he couldn't breathe for a while, his legs were kicking in the air, his face was pale, and he looked like he was dying.
Chen Qiandao stared at the man and said coldly: "I, Chen Qiandao, have been doing my best all my life. Why should I listen to the nonsense of people like you? I am looking for death!"
As he spoke, there was a click, and Chen Qiandao threw the person to the side without any movement.
At this time, everyone's expressions suddenly changed and they all stepped back.
Chen Nanhao couldn't help but trembled. He hurriedly ran over and checked the deceased's breath. Chen Nanhao's face suddenly changed and he said to his father: "Father, my...cousin, he...he is dead!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was even more uproar.
At this time, an elderly man suddenly became angry. He cursed: "Damn it, you dare to kill my son, I will fucking kill you!"
When Chen Zhenfeng took a look, he hurriedly grabbed the old man and said, "You are so bold, get off here!" At that moment, several people hugged the old man.
They knew that if the old man went up there, he would definitely die.
The Chen Qiandao in front of him looked like a murderous devil, without even blinking.
At this time, the Chen family didn't know whether inviting this guy here was a good thing or a bad thing.
Chen Zhenfeng's face was still angry. He stared at Chen Qiandao, but now he didn't have any temper. He knew that Chen Qiandao was very good at martial arts. Even if the people here were to go up now, they might not be Chen Qiandao's opponent.
Besides, now that he had something to ask for, Chen Zhenfeng immediately shook his head and said, "Brother Chen, please calm down, my nephew is ignorant."
Upon hearing what this guy said, the deceased's father glared at Chen Zhenfeng and said, "Brother, what are you talking about? That's my son, your nephew."
"Shut up!" Chen Zhenfeng turned his head and said angrily. He waved his hand and took the person down directly.
Then Chen Zhenfeng asked the body to be carried out first.
After the living room became quiet, Chen Zhenfeng asked Chen Qiandao to sit down and said yes, but Chen Qiandao waved his hand and said: "No, although I can't kill Qin Fan, but give me a month, I will definitely kill him!"
Before Chen Zhenfeng and the others could say anything, Chen Qiandao turned around and walked out.
Seeing Chen Qiandao go out directly, the Chen family's expressions changed and they could only watch him go out.
The atmosphere condensed. After a while, Chen Zhenfeng breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said, "This kid is quite crazy."
Chen Nanhao on the side was so frightened that he panicked. He turned around and said: "Father, this Chen Qiandao is so crazy, and he dares to kill members of the Chen family in front of you. I really want to kill that guy.
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"That's enough!" Chen Zhenfeng's face darkened.
When he mentioned what happened just now, he actually got very flustered. If anyone else dared to do this in front of him, he would have killed them long ago.
But the key point is that this guy Chen Qiandao was so cruel just now. With just such a word, he killed people directly. Chen Zhenfeng already couldn't bear it!
That ferocity and domineering force made him dare not get angry, so he could only endure it!
At this time, Chen Zhenkun rushed in from outside. As soon as he ran in, he hugged his son's body and cried.
"Okay, tell him to stop crying, he's so annoying!" Chen Zhenfeng waved his hand, and at this time, several people nearby went over and pulled Chen Zhenkun away.
Chen Zhenkun turned around and rushed to the head of the family, Chen Zhenfeng, and said, "Brother, you want to avenge your nephew. Then Chen Qiandao, an old monster, directly beat your nephew to death. You want to avenge him."
Chen Zhenfeng sighed, patted the other party's shoulder and said: "Okay, I understand, don't worry, one day I will definitely avenge this revenge, but now, we still have to rely on this Chen Qiandao, we can't
move!"
"But...but, your nephew refuses to die with his eyes open. He just said those words, and Chen Qiandao went to kill him. It's so cruel!" Chen Zhenkun shook his head.
Turning his head to look at his son's body, he cried even more sadly.
"That's enough, you fucking think I'm not sad," Chen Zhenfeng waved his hand and said to his son Chen Nanhao: "Bury your cousin properly. This matter is left to you. Don't worry, I can't let my nephew die in vain.
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After saying that, Chen Zhenfeng turned around and left. Chen Nanhao hurriedly stepped forward to support his father.
When he arrived at the room, Chen Nanhao helped his father sit down, then waved his hand to retreat to the servants next to him.
After everyone left, Chen Nanhao said: "Father, this guy Chen Qiandao is really bullying people. He obviously doesn't take our Chen family seriously!"
Chen Zhenfeng turned his head and took a look and said: "He not only looks down on our Chen family, but also everyone in China. Don't forget, he is different from ordinary people like us!"
When Chen Nanhao heard what his father said, Chen Nanhao remained silent, but he still said unwillingly: "But father, we can't let this guy Chen Qiandao sit on our heads and shit all the time."
After a pause, he hurriedly asked: "Father, do you think this Chen Qian Dao can kill Qin Fan in a month?"
Chen Zhenfeng said nothing, thought for a moment, and motioned to his son to get a cigar from the side.
After he ordered it, he said: "This Chen Qian Dao has some skills, but this Qin Fan is not easy to deal with. To be honest, Chen Qian Dao failed to kill Qin Fan at night, and I don't have much confidence this month."
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"Then what should we do? Is there no one who can kill Qin Fan?" Chen Nanhao said hurriedly.
When he mentioned Qin Fan's name now, he wanted to kill Qin Fan directly.
Chen Zhenfeng shook his head and said: "Don't worry, Qin Fan can still live forever, Chen Qiandao can't, we have other people, there will always be someone who can kill Qin Fan."
"Yes," Chen Nanhao nodded.
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Linjiang villa community.
The night is already dark.
Qin Fan was sitting in the living room watching TV when his sister Qin Linger came down from upstairs.
"Why aren't you sleeping yet, Ling'er?" Qin Fan raised his head and asked with a smile.
Qin Ling'er shook her head and said she couldn't sleep. Then she came over and sat directly next to her brother. She leaned forward and rested her head on his lap.
Qin Fan looked at her and smiled fondly. He gently patted Qin Ling'er's face and said with a smile, "What's going on? You're acting like a spoiled brat."
Qin Ling'er looked up, smiled and said, "Brother, just let me rest for a while."
Qin Fan nodded and smiled, "Okay, you can sleep on me as long as you want."
He doted on his sister very much. As long as her sister asked her to do something, he, Qin Fan, would do it.
At this time, Qin Ling'er suddenly burst into tears. Qin Fan looked at her face and said hurriedly: "Ling'er, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying now?"
As soon as he saw his sister crying, Qin Fan suddenly became anxious.
Qin Ling'er sniffed and reached out to wipe away her tears. Qin Ling'er shook her head and said, "Brother, you really scared me to death tonight. I thought something bad would happen to you."