"Bang!" A crisp and loud slap! Chen He did not dodge at all. Ding Ao's fierce and sharp slap directly slapped Chen He's face, and his whole face turned red and slightly swollen.

"It's outrageous! Global Group is not a place where you can be arrogant! Security guard! Surround them!" Li Peijiu's pretty face was completely cold, as cold as frost! The strong aura of the cold female president was fully displayed! So what about the underworld? She has never been afraid of anyone, this is the case in the shopping mall, and in such occasions!

Dozens of security guards in the Global Group were originally timid and did not dare to step forward, but at this time the president gave an order, and his confidence was exaggerated! The little security guard Xie Ming was the first to be hit and rushed up suddenly, holding a mop in his hand, and he was very stunning to fight desperately if he had a disagreement!

With Xie Ming's lead, other security guards rushed up!

Tension! Conflict is about to break out!

Chen He just looked at Ding Ao indifferently, his eyes were extremely calm, and even Ding Ao's heart trembled slightly. For some reason, the man in front of him gave him a very special feeling, that feeling, like... a beast crawling in a cage!

Chen He in front of him was like a beast, a quiet beast.

"It happened to be three slaps in the face. Now, this matter has nothing to do with Li Peijiu, right?" Chen He said calmly.

"You have a habit!" Ding Ao snorted coldly and looked at Li Peijiu, "President Li, today you are trying your best to protect you, so I will let you go, and you will be lucky."

"Take him away!" Ding Ao shouted coldly, and the three little brothers directly pressed Chen He's shoulders and wanted to force him into the car.

Chen He stood there fearlessly without any fear, turned his head to look at Li Peijiu, "Be good, wait for me in the company, I will come back to pick you up after dinner."

The group of gangsters pushed Chen He hard, but Chen He was like a wooden stake, and he was not shaken at all!

"What are you pushing? I will leave by myself!" Chen He shouted angrily, shook the group of little brothers directly, and then slowly got into the Cadillac car.

The black Cadillac sedan drove away one after another... The colleagues present were stunned, and their shock was shocked and afraid that they would not be able to calm down for a long time...

Li Peijiu's beautiful figure stood there, her bright eyes like a bright moon staring at the direction of Cadillac leaving, a touch of complexity quietly condensed in her heart, brewing...

Tangong. The most core super villa manor in Shanghai.

The reason why Tan Palace is famous is not because of the manor itself, but because of its owner, Mr. Dong.

Cadillac slowly stopped at the door of Tangong Manor. Chen He got off the car with a calm expression. There were two rows of men in suits standing at the door of the villa manor, with a cold expression and a solemn atmosphere.

"Oh, you're pretty good at it?" Chen He glanced at the group of men in suits, with a slutty smile on his lips.

"Stop talking nonsense! Tan Palace is not a place where you can sway at will!" Ding Ao suddenly slapped Chen He's head with a sharp Ao Yi. This is Tan Palace! It's Mr. Dong's territory! No one can sway here! No!

Chen He suddenly stopped, and a sharp and fierce light flashed, and at that moment, the air suddenly became cold!

Ding Ao's body actually took a step back, and was shocked by this look of eyes!

"Dare you glaring at me?" Ding Ao was furious and ferocious.

"Forget it, I'm afraid of dirtying my hands." Chen He said calmly. No one knows what he meant. Perhaps only he himself understood. He was afraid of killing Ding Ao and dirtying his hands... because he disdained to attack such a small person, really disdain!

A group of little brothers in black suits were escorting Chen He, perhaps it was not considered a escort, but it was like a group of little brothers following Chen He... because no one could hold him...

Chen He walked into the villa calmly and looked around. He saw high-end mahogany carvings, magnificent, like a palace.

On a huge mahogany sofa, a man sat in the center, holding a cigar in his hand, and was breathing in vaguely.

"You are Chen He?" the man asked slowly with a cigarette ring of cigars.

Chen He put his hands in his pockets and looked at him with a slutty look, "Are you Mr. Dong?"

"Bastard! You dare to be rude in front of Mr. Dong!" Ding Ao slapped Chen He in the head with another harsh palm.

"If you dare to touch me again, I don't mind sending you a ride." Chen He looked at Ding Ao calmly. He didn't want to dirty his hands, but it didn't mean he wouldn't kill anyone.

The man on the sofa smiled, and the smile was interesting, "Interesting, Chen He, something interesting."

Chen He turned his head and looked at the man, "What's the matter with me? Invite me to supper?"

Mr. Dong gradually closed the smile on his face and asked calmly: "Zhou Jian, the young master of the Great Zhou Group, did you fight?"

"Yes, I've beaten." Chen He admitted without hesitation, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it without any fear.

"You are very calm." Mr. Dong stared at Chen He indifferently, with a smile on his lips, just with a touch of blood hidden deep in the face.

"You came to me to ask about this?" Chen He curled his lips, "I have to invite me to dinner before leaving, I can't come in vain, right?"

"I'm still stubborn when I die. Do you think you can still leave this Tan Palace today?!" Suddenly, a middle-aged man standing next to the sofa shouted angrily.

Chen He was stunned and then noticed him, "Who are you?"

"Why do I feel that you are a bit similar to that bastard Zhou Jian? Are you his?" Chen He asked in a slut.

"Bastard! You dare to be so arrogant when you hurt my son! You will definitely die today!" Zhou Haicheng's face was ferocious, and his breathing was trembling. It was extremely angry!

"Don't keep saying the word "death" all day long, it's the same as your son. By the way, how good is your son's health? I'm not serious about it, so at most I'll be half-dead." Chen He said provocatively.

Zhou Haicheng was trembling! His eyes were like a sharp sword of murder, as if he was about to cut Chen He into pieces!

"Interesting, interesting." A trace of blood flashed in Mr. Dong's smile, and then he clapped his hands gently.

A little brother in black suit stepped forward and handed a sharp hilt to Chen He.

The blade is extremely sharp and the cold light is flashing! It exudes a hint of bloody smell!

"What does it mean?" Chen He asked meaningfully.

"Chen He, today, if you kill one arm and one leg, I will spare you." Mr. Dong said calmly, his voice was extremely calm. He was a gangster in Shanghai. He had seen countless killings in his life. This little blood was like seeing a little witch in his eyes.

"Broken your arm?" Chen He suddenly laughed. No one in this world has ever said such a threatening thing to him. It's not that no one said it, but that no one dared it! Once, a South Korean warlord said this, but as a result... Chen He chased and killed thousands of kilometers with a rocket launcher. Finally, he was forced to hide in South Korea and never dared to come out again!

"Do I need to repeat it for the second time?" The smile on Mr. Dong's mouth remained, with a hint of hideousness and blood.

Chen He picked up the extremely sharp shank knife and exclaimed, "A good knife, cast in fine steel, thick blade, sharp blade, and sharp iron like mud. This knife is not cheap on the market."

"Please, your left hand, right hand, or left leg, right leg, you can do whatever you want." Mr. Dong's smile became stronger, and a long-standing killing appeared, as if proving his status and the noble status of the underworld hero in Shanghai!

Chen He gently put his hand on the knife and suddenly jumped up with all his strength!

"Click!"

With a crisp metal sound, this thick and hard precious mountain knife was broken into two pieces by him!

Mr. Dong's face curled up! This hijab is expensive, it is made of stainless steel and is extremely hard! But Chen He in front of him... actually... broke the thick and hard hijab with bare hands?!

The group of little brothers around were all confused. They were all naked gangsters, and no one knew better than them. This steel machete, let alone broken, even if it was crushed back and forth with a car, it would not be broken! But it was... broken by someone?! What is the situation of this tm?!

"Random! Kneel down for me!" Ding Ao was furious and furious. He rushed forward, raised his legs directly, and kicked Chen He's knee hard! This kick was so powerful that it was enough to kick someone to kneel on the ground, and even kick the knee to pieces!

Ding Ao kicked Chen He in the knee with a kick, and then! Ding Ao's face changed drastically! He almost jumped up! Chen He's knee was extremely hard, and Ding Ao's kick seemed to kick the steel plate! His toes were extremely painful!

Chen He smiled calmly. Ding Ao's kick was self-inflicted. Human joints are the hardest, most mysterious and most terrifying weapon in the world! This is the reason why Muay Thai can use knees and elbow joints as killing weapons. Chen He's joints have undergone the most cruel and harsh impact training in the world! His knee joints are extremely hard. If it weren't for the impact of a powerful metal object, ordinary people would not be able to fight it!

"Fuck you?" Ding Ao's face was completely ferocious, and a sensation of anger rose! He suddenly took out a sharp blade in his chest, which was a bitingly cold Mitsubishi military spear!

"Xiao Ding, retreat." Mr. Dong suddenly spoke and stopped Ding Ao.

"It's very interesting. I haven't seen such an interesting person in Shanghai for a long time." Mr. Dong stretched out his hand and applauded gently.

Chen He took a breath of cigarette indifferently, "Mr. Dong, what are you going to treat me tonight? I rushed to your Tan Palace from afar. Isn't it a bit unreasonable if I don't invite me to eat some abalone bird's nest?"

Dong Guohu looked at him calmly, and the depth in his eyes became stronger and stronger. "I'm very curious, what is your identity?"

"What is my identity? Haven't you investigated it clearly? It's just a little driver."

"Then I'm even more curious. Who gave you the courage to hit Zhou Jian?" Mr. Dong smiled faintly, blood filled with blood.

"What is Zhou Jian?" Chen He spit out a smoke ring, "Why don't you dare to hit?"

"Little bastard! You will definitely not be able to leave this door today! I want you to pay for your blood debts!" ​​Zhou Haicheng's face showed his ferocious expression, which was extremely angry!

Mr. Dong extinguished the cigar in his hand and said slowly: "Do you know that Zhou Jian is my man. If you hit Zhou Jian, it is equivalent to hitting my younger brother."

"Oh, so what?" Chen He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it to death. "Who stipulates that your people cannot be beaten?"

The calmness on Mr. Dong's face finally disappeared, and a touch of coldness appeared, a touch of bloody coldness!

He clapped his hands suddenly!
Chapter completed!