"There is no word 'escape' in my Chen Zongheng's dictionary."

He slowly exhaled a smoke ring, his eyes calm and calm.

That year, two American nuclear-powered submarines greeted him, but neither made him retreat.

Now, how could the Huang family, a mere ants in Shanghai, let the "God of Death" escape?

"I hope the Huang family can know themselves." Chen Zongheng slowly stened out the cigarette butt and turned around.

"Destroy it, in the blink of an eye."

This is what he left behind, the last sentence.

Arrogance, domineering, rivalry, and swaying!

At this moment, Qiu Huaihai's heart trembled uncontrollably.

At that moment, he seemed to see an inexplicable hallucination in his eyes?

That feeling seemed like...below the young man's back, there was a huge and fierce shadow hidden.

Destroy it, in the blink of an eye?

Qiu Huaihai murmured in a low voice, repeating what Chen Zongheng said just now.

In his eyes, there was a disbelief.

Is there really someone in this world who can be alone and compete with the Huang family?

Back to the living room of Qiu Family Villa.

Chen Zongheng sat calmly at the dining table and started to enjoy breakfast.

"Red wine, thank you."

He moved the wine glass slightly and signaled the nanny to pour the wine.

The nanny aunt poured him a glass of light Raffia dry red.

It was still as usual, a glass of red wine, a steak, and a tomato.

He was as calm as an outsider.

As for the so-called blood trust of the Huang family, the so-called three-day agreement, to take the head? He didn't care at all.

For decades, few people have been able to be so calm after the arrival of the Huang family's blood letter.

But he, Chen Zongheng, was the first in decades.

The witch Qiu Shuang sat angrily at the dining table, staring at Chen Zongheng with beautiful eyes almost hatred.

This damn man, the hatred of last night, is unforgettable.

"Ha, just eat. Eat more, you can't live for three days anyway."

When the little witch was having a meal, she didn't forget to mock this damn little white-faced man!

The Huang family’s three-day blood letter agreement will soon... this little guy will die. Haha, her revenge can finally be avenged~!

"Under the frost! Pay attention to your words!"

At this moment, my sister Qiu Yiren, who was standing beside her, suddenly had her beautiful eyes cold and she shouted fiercely.

On weekdays, Qiu Yiren loves her sister very much and almost never scolds her.

But today, she looked very cold and scolded her sister angrily.

The witch's beautiful eyes were stubborn under the autumn frost, unwilling to accept... she looked at her sister with grievance and hatred.

This is the first time my sister is so fierce.

Then, under Qiu Shuang, she twisted her beautiful eyes angrily towards Chen Zongheng.

They are all this damn little white-faced man!

At this time, Chen Zongheng was still calm, siping red wine lightly, like a gentleman.

The more calm he became, the greater the anger he got under Qiu Frost!

"Hmph, I won't eat it anymore!" Qiu Shuang angrily threw off her chopsticks, turned around and carried her backpack, and walked out of the hall quickly.

Outside the villa door, a roar of a irritating engine roared.

The pink Lamborghini roared and ran away.

My sister Qiu Yiren had a complicated face and said hello to her subordinates.

"Send a few more cars to keep up with Miss II and always protect her safety."

"Yes!" The subordinates received the order!

Three Mercedes-Benz bodyguards rushed out...

Now, the situation is extremely tense.

The arrow is on the string.

In order to prevent it, Qiu Yiren must fully ensure the safety of her relatives around her.

The Huang family killed Li and cruelly, for the sake of profit and revenge, God knows what they would do.

...

In the morning, the Mercedes-Benz convoy slowly stopped at the entrance of Qiushi Building.

Qiu Yiren and Chen Zongheng got off the car slowly.

There was no emergency in the morning trip.

The Shanghai market in the past few days has been extremely calm, so calm that it makes people creepy.

That was the last quiet before the storm.

The little security guard Xie Ming stood respectfully in front of the booth with a respectful look.

When Chen Zongheng walked into the group, his eyes glanced at him faintly.

"What's your name?" he asked.

Xie Ming, who was standing in front of the booth, was shocked and gave a strange military salute, saying, "Report to the leader, my name is Xie Ming, the on-duty officer of the Third Department of the Group Security Department."

"You have been a soldier?" Chen Zongheng looked at his unstandard military posture and asked back.

Xie Ming scratched his head awkwardly, "No... At that time, our village recruited the army. I couldn't get the test because of my poor physical fitness. I just... yearn for..."

"This is not how military posture is raised." He slowly exhaled a smoke ring, his eyes calm and deep.

"In three days, when I finish the work, I will teach you military etiquette."

Chen Zongheng floated down and then left quietly in his pocket with one hand.

The young man in front of him was a good seedling. He seemed to remember his former subordinates.

Dare to have the courage to send letters to the Huang family for himself. With such courage, I have to give some advice.

Although Chen Zongheng did not accept disciples, he could teach some simple military fists and military postures.

Xie Ming stood in front of the booth, and his whole body was shocked!

Mr. Chen, actually, planned to guide himself!

Thinking of Mr. Chen's terrible skills...

Xie Ming's heart became excited! That was the power of the strong man he yearned for!

...

Throughout the morning, the Qiu Group was quiet.

Although the blood letter from the Huang family yesterday has spread throughout the Qiu Group.

The news has spread across the board, and everyone is shocked.

However, colleagues only dared to discuss in private.

On the surface, no one dares to mention it.

The atmosphere of the entire group seems a bit depressing...

It was around 11:00 noon.

A fleet of BMW 7 Series sedans slowly drove from a distance.

The convoy slowly stopped at the entrance of Qiushi Building.

The security guards did not stop the convoy.

Because this queue is the license plate of Ruan Jia Pharmaceutical Company.

The Ruan Family and Qiushi Group are partners, so... you can enter and exit the group at will.

The door of the BMW sedan opened, and Ruan Wenyao, wrapped in bandages and plaster, slowly got out of the sedan.

Two female assistants stepped forward and carefully supported his arms to prevent him from falling.
To be continued...