Outright Favoritism

Chapter 394 Don't call Mr. He, call Chen Ge

He Chen's action of delivering cigarettes to his mouth stopped, staring at Shang Yu with ineffable words.

He pursed his lips and breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes fell on Li Qiao's face, "He is such a boring and hypocritical man, except for a face, what do you think of him?"

Li Qiao silently glanced at the magazine on the ground.

Shang Yu raised his eyebrows, cold eyes appeared in his eyes, "Do you want to go back to He's house?"

He Chen choked his breath and stopped talking.

Not only that, but all his cynical frivolousness disappeared.

It turned out that He Chen was also a member of the Pamahe family.

The information given to him by Shen Qingye in the Sixth Bureau at that time did not include the origin of He Chen.

After a brief silence, He Chen smashed his cigarette **** on the ground, and his cold eyes collided with Shang Yu's deep eyes. The next second he stood up, "I really didn't notice it before. Potential."

Li Qiao thought he was going to fight and had done a good defensive posture, but he cursed and turned around and walked out the door.

Shang Yu noticed the girl's tight body and rubbed her back like a soothing palm, "It hurts?"

Li Qiao shook his head and grabbed his fingers from behind, while He Chen, who had already walked to the door, stood still and turned back and snorted, "Come with me."

The man squeezed Li Qiao's finger, without looking at him, "Bring him here."

"I really owe you!" He Chen couldn't help seeing Shang Yu's arms around Li Qiaoqing.

...

After He Chen left the house, Li Qiao leaned on the man's shoulder and spoke to the door. "Are you with him tonight?"

She didn't receive a call from Shang Yu just now because he was beating He Ao at that time.

Later, when he wanted to give him a message back, He Chen came again.

Li Qiao didn't forget He Chen's first sentence when he saw Shang Yu, and asked him why he came back again.

Shang Yu leaned on the back of the chair and hooked her waist, looking down slightly, "Well, He Chen just returned to Nanyang, come over and talk to him."

Li Qiao tilted her body and glanced at him, "I didn't expect you two to have such a good relationship."

"Well, it's about the same as you and Yun Li." The man leaned over and picked up the cigarette case from the table, took out a cigarette, curled her lips and answered.

Li Qiao knew that it was a life and death.

After a while, He Chen had already returned to the lounge, walked on his long legs and walked to the seat on the single sofa, and glanced sideways at Shang Yu, "Your woman just wanted to make a deal with me for another man, you know?"

Li Qiao: "..."

Why does he owe so much?

Shang Yu took a lighter and lit the cigarette, and a faint mist overflowed from his thin lips, hazy his stern outline, "What deal?"

With a smirk on the corner of He Chen's mouth, he tossed the broken hair on his forehead, "She said that as long as I let the egret go back, the conditions will follow me."

Li Qiao looked at He Chen blankly, while the man next to him took a sip of his cigarette and sneered in a low voice, "You are ashamed."

"What am I embarrassing about?" He Chen's eyes were clear, and he raised his legs and looked at Shang Yu, "Or... I'll tell you.

Don't expect Lao Tzu to show mercy and just let the egret go back. He broke my rules and let people go without having to chop their hands. If they were known, He Chen in the west of our city would have no face. "

It's as if you don't let the egret go back and have a face.

Shang Yu stared at He Chen deeply with his smoked eyes. The two looked at each other for a few seconds. He raised his eyebrows lazily, "Let's listen."

He Chen tilted his body and leaned on the armrest, shaking his toes triumphantly, "I just won my 200 million and pay me back. Then I'll bet on a few rounds."

This time he didn't take out two hundred million from Shang Shaoyan's pocket, so his surname was not He.

Shang Yu faintly retracted his eyes and looked at the girl beside him, "Want to play?"

"Yes." Li Qiao looked at He Chen with a smile, "It just so happens that I also want to see Mr. He's ability."

See you win or lose at the gaming table.

Then, He Chen pursed his lips, his eyes filled with a faint displeasure, "What is your name, Mr. He? Brother Chen."

Li Qiao: "..."

...

Not long after, Bailu was brought in by He Chen's men.

He looked pale, and his clothes were fairly neat, but his right hand was behind him. As he approached, there was still a faint smell of blood in the air.

Li Qiao remembered Shen Qingye's request and must keep Xiao Bai's hand.

She got up and walked towards Bailu back. The latter slowly stretched her eyebrows and nodded to Li Qiao and Shang Yu, "Miss Li, Ye Ye."

He originally thought that he was caught by He Chen and was doomed to escape.

Unexpectedly, these two actually came.

Li Qiao walked to the front of Bailuhui, her eyes condensed, and asked quietly, "Put out your hand."

Egret returned to the young and steady face with a slight shock, looked at Li Qiao, hesitatingly extended his right hand.

There is a blood hole in his palm.

Li Qiao looked carefully, and Ming Yan's cheeks became heavier.

It was not a gunshot wound, because there was rust around the wound and blood was still bleeding out.

The nail passed through the palm.

Li Qiao thought of the scene and couldn't help but glance at the corner of the sofa.

Seeing Li Qiao's eyes, He Chen sat in a sitting posture, with an unlit cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, "Sister, don't look at me that way, I didn't abolish his hand. I'm already open."

He did let the Egret return the hand to be nailed through, but that was yesterday.

If he didn't meet Shaoyan tonight, he would have been unable to keep his hands long.

At this time, Shang Yu glanced at the injury on the back of the Bailu's palm, and ordered Liuyun outside the door: "Send him to the hospital."

Liuyun answered, and Bailu looked back at Li Qiao, and after thanking him in a low voice, he followed Liuyun away.

He Chen seemed to want to stop, but he didn't know what he thought of, and he curled his lips without saying a word.

After Egret left, He Chen rubbed his eyebrows, with a frivolous expression back a few minutes, and squinted at Shang Yu, "Say hello to the sixth inning and let them come to Lao Tzu's site, otherwise it won't happen next time. It's easy to take people away."

Shang Yu slowly put down his overlapping long legs, lit a little soot, his voice was low and slow, "Go and say it yourself."

He Chen bit the cigarette holder forcefully and glared at the man.

Immediately, the group moved to the private gaming table next door.

But Luo Yu calmly picked up the gold version of the Desert Eagle and the magazine, reinstalled them and returned them to Li Qiao.

Upon seeing this, He Chen turned his head to look at Shang Yu, "Is your Jinsha just used for her?"

There are few collector's editions in the world, and he is quite willing.

The man took Li Qiao's hand and took her to sit in front of the private gaming table. He raised his thick eyebrow deeply, "It's her own."

He Chen stared, the guns are all **** couples, bah!

He sneered, turned his head and looked at his subordinates and said: "Go, call a croupier up."

I don't know if it was accidental or coincidental, the girl he brought up happened to be Li Qiao's pure croupier at the table below.

He Chen sat at Shang Yu's hand, leaning slantingly against the back of his chair, and when he saw the croupier who walked in, he frowned, "No one else?"

(End of this chapter)