Ultimate Pawn

Chapter 714: Sorry mr chen

However, just as Zhang Weirong's body flashed, he saw... the moment he was about to pierce Chen Zong's neck.

Chen Zongheng's expression was calm and indifferent, his right hand...indifferently raised.

Facing Zhang Weirong who rushed forward, he slapped him fiercely!

"Snapped……!!"

The violent slap in the face swept across the corridor...! !

The sound of the slap reverberated...All the pictures around it seemed to be...in an instant, freezing, slowing down!

Zhang Weirong's cheek trembled violently!

Then, his whole body... was lifted off by a terrifying force...!

Rotating at a speed of 360 degrees, swiftly...toward the rear...fly out!

"Puff...!" While flying upside down in mid-air, his mouth... a big mouthful of blood... mixed with teeth, internal organs, bitter bile, flat brains... a brain... burst out wildly!

The moment he flew out, his neck couldn't bear this terrifying slap.

The whole neck...as if in an instant...twisted, blood vessels and skin burst!

"Puff......!!!"

Blood is splashing!

In an instant, the human head... separates from the neck!

"Boom...!" Zhang Weirong's body hit a wall behind him fiercely.

The wall is cracked and sunken!

His entire headless corpse was heavily embedded in the wall.

The **** blood dripped slowly along the cracks in the wall.

However, at the same time.

‘Boom. ’One cry.

His head suddenly rolled to the ground. Bounced on the ground and took notes, and then rolled to the feet of a little brother.

The audience.

Dead still.

air,

silence.

Everyone...

All the doctors and nurses present...

The little brothers of the hundreds of black and oppressive members, Qi Qi, widened his eyes, unbelievably...staring at this scene? ! !

This? ! !

His mother!

Their Wei Rong brother...

Known as the most murderous brother Wei Rong in H City...

That's it...

dead? ?

died? ?

"Brother Wei Rong......!!!" A little brother squatted down tremblingly, holding up the... head, his face full of grief and indignation! !

Everyone in the audience was shocked! !

"Uh...!!! Come on! Kill him!! Revenge for Wei Rong...!!!" A little brother roared in grief and indignation!

But, his voice just fell!

Chen Zongheng's body teleported directly and flashed up.

"Slap...!" Slapped hard! !

The little brother has not had time to react in the future, and his head rotates 360 degrees!

Directly on the neck, it spun several times!

Blood spatters everywhere!

‘Boom. With a sound, the head of that little brother fell to the ground.

And his headless corpse, still standing sluggishly.

Wow~!

All the boys in black in the audience were so scared that they turned pale and took a step back!

Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm and indifferent, and he glanced around.

"There is anyone else, are you going to die?"

"Dying, let the trouble go together. It saves me solving them one by one." As he said, he stood on the spot, raised his wrist calmly, and glanced at the time on the Omega watch.

This scene is simply! !

All the black-clad thugs who were present were terrified and trembled!

What the fuck! !

At this moment, who the **** dare to step forward? !

Chen Zengzong glanced forward.

The little brothers of the black-clothed members trembled, and hundreds of people actually... all trembled back!

This scene is simply!

Chen Zongheng just stood in front of the corridor.

In front of the line of sight, the black forces pressed against a group of members of the black forces, their bodies trembling, and they all moved backwards!

At this moment, no one... dare to step forward!

Come forward, just die!

Even them, the most powerful brother Zhang Weirong, was killed!

What the fuck!

Who would dare to do it!

A group of underrepresented members finally collapsed and all exited the corridor.

"Hold on."

However, at this moment, Chen Zong suddenly shouted.

Huh~!

The dark-squeezed members looked solemn, and stopped all together, as if they were facing an enemy! !

Everyone, standing in front of the corridor... just feel cold sweat on their foreheads!

This **** it is definitely a devil!

Super devil! !

Chen Zongzong's eyes were indifferent, and he motioned to the two corpses on the floor of the corridor.

"Take the body away."

His voice was very calm, and he said lightly.

The dark and crushing members looked extremely embarrassed, cold sweat permeated.

Shaking and squatting down, they carefully lifted the corpse of Zhang Weirong's boss.

The whole scene was bloody.

The thugs of the group of members looked extremely embarrassed, just like that...Step by step, they slowly withdrew from the hospital.

Until when they retreated and disappeared from sight.

Then Chen Zong slowly turned around, lit a cigarette, and then calmly turned around and walked into the intensive care unit.

"Outside...the group of people...who is it?" Qiu Yiren asked, lying on the hospital bed, her pretty face pale and her voice weak and complicated.

"Nothing, a bunch of ants."

Chen Zongheng replied faintly, turned back to the hospital bed, continued to sit down, and read the books.

The whole process was indifferent, as if there were no waves at all.

This state of mind, simply.

Only a minute ago, he personally beheaded two people.

But at this moment, he sat in the ward quietly reading the book quietly.

This is simply.

Killing, to him, is like cutting vegetables with one's hands raised.

Hear Chen Zongheng's explanation.

The Qiu Yi on the hospital bed has a complicated face.

Although, Chen Zongheng did not explain anything.

However, Qiu Yiren's heart faintly understood that the other party... must have come because of himself.

Could it be that the news that I came to H City was... revealed?

The other party, come to find his own purpose... Qiu Yiren can even guess it faintly.

X project plan.

Although, this plan... she has already hidden it.

However, many public news, even the gossip circulated secretly, are still unstoppable.

At this moment, her Qiuyi is the name on the cusp of the storm.

Project X is a hot potato.

Let her be threatened anytime, anywhere.

Qiu Yiren was lying on the hospital bed with mixed emotions.

"I'm sorry...Mr. Chen, I was the one who caused you." Her voice was complicated, and she apologized carefully.

If not, because of myself.

It is impossible for Mr. Chen to be trapped in this H city.

If not, because of myself.

It is impossible for Mr. Chen to suffer so many crises.

Today, I have experienced so many things.

Mr. Chen, I don’t know how many times her life has been saved.

Such kind of grace, she gave the other party an annual salary of 100 million yuan, which is simply not enough to repay.

Chen Zong's expression was indifferent. He was flipping through the eyes of the book, slowly raising it, and giving her a light glance.

"Take care of the disease." His words consisted of only four words.

Still indifferent and indifferent.

However, he has already expressed his views.

He would not comfort people much.

The implication right now is to let Qiu Yi people recover well, don't think about it so much.

Qiu Yiren was lying on the hospital bed with complicated beautiful eyes, her teeth bit her red lips and nodded slowly.

...

However, at the same time.

Dozens of red BMW 7-series sedans whizzed and whizzed towards the Red Gate Group headquarters several kilometers away!

In the BMW 7-series sedan, the red door, the strongest second in command, the body and head of Zhang Weirong!

Twenty minutes later.

Dozens of red BMWs slammed the brakes and stopped downstairs at the Red Gate Group headquarters!

Wow~!

Dozens of BMW cars opened their doors together!

A group of members in black suits looked solemn and stepped out of the car quickly!

A large group of members carried the headless body of Zhang Weirong.

Hurry into the building!

Another subordinate, holding Zhang Weirong's head, rushed in tremblingly.

During the whole process, the blood kept dripping on the head.

Even Zhang Weirong's eyes were not closed.

On his head, his eyes are wide and wide...

That is, don't look down!

Red Gate Group, the top floor.

Office of the Chairman.

The boss of the Red Door, Ren Dahua, was lying on the office chair of the chairman with his leather shoes on his desk, faintly puffing out smoke rings.

He is quietly waiting for news.

Waiting for the news of the return of the son.

He raised his wrist and glanced at the Audemars Piguet watch on his wrist.

An hour has passed.

Inferring from time, the righteous son Zhang Weirong should also be back.

Thinking of this, the corner of Ren Dahua's mouth flashed an arc.

He spit out a cigar ring, his eyes... countless deep.

Today, bring this Qiu Yi people back.

It also means that he has mastered the latest technology in the entire pharmaceutical market.

Project X.

Ha ha.

An arc flashed across the corner of Ren Dahua's mouth.