"Bang." Qiu Shuang's buttocks were hit hard to the ground, and she was so painful that she wanted to cry without tears.

"You...! Chen Zongheng!"

This girl, this is the first time since she was born... that a man has thrown her out of her home!

This is simply too much! Too rude!

She was so domineering in Qiu Shuangxia that she almost walked sideways in school. No one dared to mess with her.

But today, she was treated so humiliatingly by this pretty boy!

She was absolutely furious.

Although Chen Zongheng's strength was not very strong, he had no intention of hurting anyone.

However, no matter how gentle you are, this is still a 'losing' action.

After all, there is a living person weighing ninety pounds under the autumn frost.

Chen Zongheng threw her out of the door so unscrupulously, as casually as throwing a punch doll.

He has no pity for the beauty, and has no regard for the endurance of the delicate beauty.

Then, he turned around calmly and closed the door.

Outside the villa door, Qiu Shuangxia got up from the ground angrily. Her buttocks were red and swollen, and she almost cried in pain.

Damn Chen Zongheng!

Under the autumn frost, I rushed to the door and slapped it hard on the closed door!

"Chen Zongheng, come out here!"

But the door of the villa was closed tightly, and Chen Zongheng inside obviously ignored her.

"Okay! Chen Zongheng, just wait for me! You continue to live here! Anyway, you won't survive more than three days!"

Qiu Shuangxia's pretty face was filled with anger. She kicked the door hard several times, then turned around and left angrily...

…

Late at night, the stars appear.

Shanghai City, Dongmen Villa.

As the new leader, Dong Biao is sitting calmly on the tiger leather sofa.

In his hand, he held a sharp long knife.

At this time, he was slowly wiping the blade with a rag.

Since then, I learned the news that Chen Zongheng was sent a blood letter by the Huang family.

Dong Biao seemed unusually calm, so calm that it was a bit strange.

Because few people can understand his mood at the moment.

The enemy who killed his father was about to be killed by others.

This feeling is difficult to describe.

In Dong Biao's heart, Chen Zongheng... must be killed by him himself.

However, the current development is beyond his control.

The Huang family is not something he can mess with now.

He still needs to strengthen his power.

How to deal with Chen Zongheng?

Perhaps, after three days, Chen Zongheng's body would have been separated.

What about revenge for killing your father? How to avenge it?

Dong Biao slowly wiped the blade in his hand, his eyes calm.

In the hall of the villa, a dark group of members were all waiting respectfully.

The blade in his hand was polished and polished, like a mirror. Under the light, it exuded a chilling killing intent.

Finally, Dong Biao stood up.

His eyes slowly glanced at the members and younger members who were surrounded by darkness in the villa.

"My father was killed by Chen Zongheng. I know that you, like me, also want to avenge my father."

All the members at the scene clenched their fists, and a bloody murderous intent emerged.

"Now, there is a bloody letter from the Huang family, asking Chen Zongheng to die in three days."

Dong Biao's eyes were calm and indifferent, and an unprecedented aura flashed in his eyes.

"If, after three days... Chen Zongheng dies, then he is not worthy of being an enemy of my Dongmen. If Chen Zongheng lives, then... he will become my Dongmen's lifelong enemy! If I don't kill Chen Zongheng, the Dongmen will not reach its peak.

."

Dong Biao slowly raised his knife and swept across with murderous intent.

"If you don't kill Chen Zongheng, the Dongmen will never reach its peak!!"

"If you don't kill Chen Zongheng, the Dongmen will never reach its peak!!"

In the hall, the members were all following, shouting loudly!

The murderous intent was permeated and extremely turbulent.

"Zheng." Dong Biao suddenly drew his knife and stuck it vertically on the ground at his feet.

All the members present immediately became quiet.

Dong Biao's eyes slowly scanned everyone, with an unconcealable look of heroism in his eyes.

"The Huang family takes action, and the world is in turmoil. In troubled times, heroes emerge! Now is my Dongmen's opportunity."

Dong Biao's eyes flashed with endless cruelty at this moment.

He has grown into a terrifying beast.

"Tonight, follow me on an expedition to sweep across the Northern District and Southern District. In troubled times... I, the Dong Clan, will dominate!"

At the scene, a huge sea of ​​people were all drawn out of their bodies with knives!

Taking advantage of the troubled times when the Huang family and Chen Zongheng were feuding with each other, Dong Biao... instead expanded the sect's power even more ferociously!

A hero in troubled times, he... wants to be a hero who surpasses his father Dong Guohu!

Dongmen is on the rise.

…

When a wisp of fish belly white slowly rises from the eastern sky.

The entire city of Shanghai woke up from the endless night.

At five o'clock in the morning, Chen Zongheng got up on time.

The daily biological clock seems to have become a habit of his life.

In the room, I did 10,000 push-ups, and then did 10,000 pull-ups and sit-ups.

After the exercise, it was already seven o'clock in the morning.

He went into the bathroom, rinsed himself off, and then changed into clothes.

The buttons of the white shirt were slowly buttoned up and the tie was tied.

Bring an Omega watch.

Then, he put on the black suit jacket.

At this time, he looked like a fair-skinned and elegant scholar and gentleman.

His skin is very white, the kind that even makes women jealous.

If you don't look into his eyes, people will be in a trance and think that he is a boy who is only 18 years old.

Only the faint depth in his eyes made people feel his unique experience.

It is impossible for an ordinary person to have such eyes.

The profoundness in the depths of his eyes makes people sad and heart-stopping.

After putting on everything, Chen Zongheng slowly lit a cigarette.

Then he went out and arrived at the Qiu Family Manor, which was dozens of meters away.

The atmosphere in the Qiu family manor seemed a little inexplicably quiet.

His father, Qiu Huaihai, was sitting at the dining table, holding a morning newspaper in his hand and reading it. But his eyes were a little distracted. It was obvious that he was worried and could not read the contents of the newspaper at all.

The eldest daughter Qiu Yiren was also a little absent-minded, sitting at the dining table, full of worries.

The witch Qiu Shuangxia pouted her little mouth and looked unhappy.
To be continued...