Ultimate Pawn

Chen Zongheng sat at the dining table, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip of red wine.

"Since he invited, why not go?" Chen Zongheng's voice was calm, without the slightest disturbance.

Qiu Yi had a complicated face and looked at Mr. Chen.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Chen Zongheng replied faintly, as if he was aware of Qiu Yi's worries.

He will follow the Qiu Yi people to a banquet.

"Mr. Chen, but your injury..." Qiu Yiren's voice hesitated and asked softly.

After all, Mr. Chen was seriously injured a few days ago in order to save himself.

Now that he has not healed from his injury, Qiu Yiren can't bear to... let her husband go.

That Guo Shaoze is definitely not the one to provoke. Now Mr. Chen is going with his injuries... If there is a conflict, I am afraid...

Qiu Yiren worried about Mr. Chen's body.

When you are injured, you are in danger.

Now that the situation in Shanghai and the sea is turbulent, the Qiu Yi people don't want Mr. Chen, so there is an accident.

"Small injury, no problem." Chen Zongheng spit out a word.

Indeed, what is this kind of injury to him?

The scars on that body are hideous, life and death are gluttonous, he has experienced countless lives and deaths in his life.

This little trauma is just a new scar on the skin. What can it be considered?

Qiu Yiren's mood was complicated, and he hesitated for a long time before finally nodding.

With Mr. Chen's company, it seems...she was at ease.

However, Mr. Chen is now seriously injured... never healed.

She did not dare to relax her guard.

The security team was urgently dispatched to fully guard and defend.

nine in the morning.

Qiu Yiren and Chen Zongong walked out of the villa.

Twenty Mercedes Benz fleets are already waiting outside.

Nearly a hundred special bodyguards waited respectfully outside the villa.

These bodyguards were hired by his father, Qiu Huaihai, who paid a lot of money.

Just to protect the safety of Qiuyi people.

Now that the security team has expanded, Qiuyi's heart has become a little more stable.

Due to an invitation from Guo Shaoze, Qiu Yiren changed his itinerary at zero hour.

The original plan was to go to the group headquarters in the morning.

At this time, she directly changed her route and went to Fuxing Building to attend the appointment.

Surrounded by a group of bodyguards, Qiu Yiren got into the Maybach bulletproof car.

And Chen Zonggong followed in the car.

He stood outside the car and slowly lit a cigarette.

Then he took out his cell phone and dialed a telephone in the capital city.

"Reaper, what's the matter?" A hoarse old man's voice came over the phone.

"Zhang Yuyu, two hours later, send someone... to come to the Farstar Group to pick me up." Chen Zongheng's voice was calm and indifferent, without the slightest explanation or nonsense, straight to the point.

"Farstar Group?" On the other end of the phone, Zhang Yuzhou's voice was slightly suspicious, "I see."

"Remember, be on time." Chen Zongheng's voice was cold, without any emotional fluctuations, and then hung up the phone.

It seems that he doesn't have the slightest respect for the person on the phone who is called "Zhang Universe".

He slowly spit out a smoke ring, surrounded by countless bodyguards around him, slowly got into the Maybach car.

Inside the car, Qiu Yiren gave him a suspicious look in her beautiful eyes.

"Mr. Chen, what's the matter?" Qiu Yiren asked.

She sat in the car and did not hear clearly the content of the call Chen Zong dialed, but only asked suspiciously.

"It's okay." Chen Zongheng spit out the smoke ring, and faintly returned the words.

Cherish the word for daughter, even to say one more word... I think it is superfluous.

Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes were puzzled... had to withdraw his curiosity.

Twenty Mercedes Benz fleets started slowly, escorting the Maybach car in the middle, and slowly drove out of the Qiu's Manor...

...

At the same time, several kilometers away.

Fuxing Group, the headquarters of the building.

On the top floor, in the Presidential Standard Ballroom.

The Shao Dong of the Fuxing Group, Guo Shaoze, is wearing a light blue tuxedo suit with his hands behind his back, standing calmly in front of the French windows, faintly scanning the city scenery outside.

He is waiting.

Waiting for the visit of VIPs.

A phone call in the morning, inviting Qiu Yi people.

A grand reception is about to take place.

How can Guo Shaoze be unprepared?

In front of the banquet hall, on the luxurious gold marble table, exquisite fruit plates and desserts are neatly arranged.

Dozens of waitresses wearing cheongsam are standing neatly in a row on both sides of the hall, exquisite as if they are in a palace.

The female secretary Xiaowan, in an OL uniform, stood respectfully behind the son, reporting on the arrangement of the reception site.

"My son, the service personnel are in place, and the positions of Group A are also in place. Group B and Group C are secured. Everything is normal and has been checked."

Xiaowan's voice was solemn, and she reported slowly.

Guo Shaoze's eyes were calm, staring out the window, and nodding slowly.

"My son, Xiao Wan doesn't know... Why is the son holding a banquet today? The Qiu Yiren... But Er, why should you deal with it in such a hurry?" Secretary Xiao Wan hesitated for a long time, suddenly leaned slightly, and asked respectfully.

Indeed, today’s reception was a bit too hasty.

Last night, the son suddenly prepared, adjusted a series of manpower, and began to prepare for this banquet.

Is this too hasty? Somewhat inexplicable?

Xiaowan didn't know that even though Qiuyi was important, he wouldn't be so eager to deal with him, right?

You know, the power of the son is all over the south of the Yangtze River and the sea...Why do you have to rush to deal with a person?

Anytime, anywhere, long-term preparation, isn't it... a more perfect plan?

Guo Shaoze's eyes were light and deep, staring at the city outside the French windows.

"Do you know... a common saying?" He seemed to mutter to himself, and also seemed to ask the secretary.

Behind him, the secretary Xiaowan was taken aback and shook her head in doubt, "Subordinates don't know."

The corner of Guo Shaoze's mouth raised a deep arc, "There is a saying in the world...Will you kill you when you are sick."

Upon hearing this, the beautiful eyes of the female secretary Xiaowan condensed suddenly.

She finally got some reaction!

A few days ago, the Qiu Yiren was assassinated, and security director Chen Zong went into a fight...According to the secret message sent by his eyeliner, he learned that...that Chen Zong might have been seriously injured!

Now, isn't it just an opportunity? !

The Qiu Yi people themselves are not terrible... the security force of her Qiu Group, as far as the Yuanxing Group is concerned, is completely vulnerable.

Next to Qiu Yiren, the most horrible thing that makes the entire Shanghai market fear now is only the mysterious security director-Chen Zong!

Now, Chen Zongheng has been severely injured. At this time... Isn't it the best time to kill you while you are sick? !

At this moment, the eyes of the female secretary Xiaowan finally became dignified admiration.

Is this the son's plan?

Son, finally decided to do it? !

If you want to handle this person, do it directly and add fuel to the fire!

Now, it is the perfect time to annex the Qiu Group...

In front of the French window, Guo Shaoze stared out the window for a long time, then slowly turned around.

His eyes scanned the two rows of cheongsam waitresses in front of the banquet hall.

There are a total of twenty waitresses in the two rows on the left and right, and each of them looks extremely beautiful and exquisite.

"Wait, are you ready?" Guo Shaoze's voice was calm, but with an inexplicably depressed breath!

"My son, everything is ready!" The twenty waitresses suddenly stretched out their left legs.

Under the forked cheongsam, a cold sharp blade is hidden under the skirt!

This is not the waitress at all, but twenty...exquisite and beautiful female assassins!

Zhao Keman and Hu Ying.

Wu Gou Shuang Xueming.

This banquet is basically a...Hongmen banquet!

Guo Shaoze glanced at the twenty female assassin attendants and nodded in satisfaction.

The beautiful killers hired at a high price will perform their most important tasks today!

Qiu Yi people are just second.

Today's Hongmen Banquet, the most important purpose... only to kill.

Beheaded, Chen Zong!

In this Hongmen feast, Qiu Yi is just a bait.

Guo Shaoze knew that as long as the Qiuyi came, the security director Chen Zong would definitely... follow him.

The only thing Guo Shaoze has to deal with is Chen Zongheng!

Chen Zongheng is dead, this game of chess can truly be controlled by Guo Shaoze!

With deep eyes, Guo Shaoze slowly stretched out his hand and stroked the revolver on the back of a suit.

The corner of his mouth raised a curve.

Strange, excited, and murderous.

A bloodthirsty and addicted killer, today... finally, will drink blood by himself.

Guo Shaoze hid him too deeply and deeply.

Almost no one knows the other side of him throughout the Shanghai and Shanghai markets.

It was a slaughter, bloodthirsty and addictive... terrible perverted hero!

If he said that before, he still had a trace of jealousy about Chen Zongheng.

Because I couldn't guess the strength of the opponent, I didn't dare to act rashly.

But at this moment, he is complete and fully assured!

Chen Zong was seriously injured, no matter how tough he is, he will not escape today's feast!

No one can escape from the Five Finger Mountain of his Far Star Group!

The Qiu Yi people are destined to be controlled by themselves.

That Chen Zongheng is also destined to die today!

Today, Guo Shaoze...hid his instinct for decades, and he will be completely exposed!

At the same time, outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the building.

Hundreds of meters below the street.

A row of black and neat Mercedes-Benz fleets are slowly coming in the direction of Fuxing Group.

That is, Qiu Yiren's motorcade.

Guo Shaoze turned his head and looked at the convoy under the floor-to-ceiling windows...

The corner of his mouth raised a bloodthirsty arc.

Prey, finally... is coming.

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