Ultimate Pawn

Inside the Qiu's Villa.

Qiu Yiren sat at the dining table with a dull face, looking at the Cunfa man in front of him dumbly? ?

"Chen...Mr. Chen, you?" Qiu Yiren was a little surprised, unable to accept Chen Zongheng's image at this time.

The original handsome backside oil head was completely pushed off.

Become a clean hair.

The elegant atmosphere dissipated a lot, but...with a hint of indifferent scorn.

The sister Qiu Shuang on the side was also a little dazed, blinking her big eyes, looking at Chen Zongeng in disbelief? ? ?

"Xiao Bai Lian, are you broken in love? Why shave a monk's head?!" Qiu Shuang asked teasingly.

It's just that, at this moment... it seems that it is no longer suitable to call the man in front of him with a little white face.

The stern face, the pair of eyes...cold as frost.

At this time, Chen Zongheng, the elegant aura has dissipated...Under the one-position method, there is only that coldness and coldness.

At this time, he was more like a cold-blooded killer.

Even the Qiu Huaihai couple at the dinner table looked at Mr. Chen with a look of confusion.

Mr. Chen today is indeed a little weird?

Chen Zongheng did not take care of Qiu Shuang, but slowly sat down at the table.

"Let's have dinner." He was already a little hungry, so he was welcome, picked up the knife and fork, and started to eat.

Breakfast is still a hearty steak sandwich.

Chen Zongong gently inserted a piece of steak into his mouth.

But Qiu Huaihai, as usual, turned on the TV and watched the CCTV morning news while eating.

"Hello everyone, this is the CCTV News Channel. Let's first pay attention to the situation in the East and Central Mediterranean."

On the TV screen, a male host looked solemn and stood in front of the news anchor station and began to report the news summary.

"According to the East China National TV Station on the 21st, the Mediterranean military said that the international coalition of combating armed organizations headed by State M launched air strikes in the Mediterranean, causing the destruction of several armed organizations and the death of hundreds of members, including... Ten civilians."

At the same time, the picture in the news channel began to switch.

Switched to the battlefield in the Mediterranean.

On-site news reporters stood in front of the cameras, holding microphones, and interviewing everyone.

Behind him, the flames of war were flying.

The screen switched again, switching to the scene of the M Army fighter jet dropping missiles.

The record roared past, and the entire ground building below, countless armed organizations...exploded...!

The flames of war are flying all over the sky...!

Looking at the news interviews on TV, Qiu Huaihai at the table couldn't help sighing.

"There's another war. The overseas situation is really turbulent."

He drank a cup of hot soy milk and sighed, "Import and export trade has to have an impact, and international medical prices have to rise again. Sometimes I think about it, being in the hot summer... is really a blessing."

Qiu Huaihai sighed sincerely.

Indeed, overseas and international wars are raging.

Only in the hot summer country, peace remains.

Leaders, countless hot summer military camps, guard one side of the territory.

Protect the peace of the hot summer country.

The world is in chaos, but the hot summer will continue, and be guarded peacefully!

This is not a pure land.

Watching the picture played in front of the TV.

However, Chen Zongheng still had his eyes calm, crossed a steak, and slowly passed it into his mouth.

As he expected, the Mediterranean theater has indeed begun to lose control.

"Dad, do overseas R&D departments and pharmaceutical suppliers need to suspend negotiations?" Qiu Yiren asked with complicated eyes, looking at his father.

Nowadays, there are constant wars overseas, and the process of overseas cooperation is also a bit unclear.

"Let's run aground for now. In this situation, going to sea is not necessarily safe. You have to control the loss." Father Qiu Huaihai said slowly.

His businessman's keen sense of smell told him that the more war chased, the more stable he must be.

Today, the hot summer country is the safest and most peaceful.

There is no need to go abroad, wandering in the muddy waters abroad.

Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes hesitated and nodded.

At this time, on the TV screen, another hostess looked solemnly, and then said, "At 7 o'clock this morning, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Country M officially held a press conference to acknowledge the air strike."

"According to the spokesperson of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of Country M, this time...the main attack was on the headquarters of the Mediterranean militants, acting as a deterrent."

"When reporters on the scene asked questions, the spokesperson of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs did not shy away from saying that country M still has more powerful weapons, and the USS Ford has been dispatched...it has also been equipped with an entire formation of nuclear submarine strike groups."

Then, the news screen switch...switched to the direction of the Mediterranean Sea.

According to the high-altitude overhead shots provided by the M Army, a huge nuclear-powered aircraft carrier formation is slowly driving in the blue waters.

At this time, Chen Zongheng, who was eating at the table... finally... slowly raised his head.

His gaze was staring straight at the TV screen... the giant nuclear-powered aircraft carrier.

The USS Gerald R. Ford.

This aircraft carrier, he... has a deep memory.

A year ago, the Pacific Ocean.

He, the power of one person.

Face off with the Ford-class aircraft carrier.

Dozens of F-35A Lightning II fighter jets passed over his head!

Explosions, bombardments...howling...

Those voices, as if in his mind, were dug out again.

A year ago, he was lucky... survived the overwhelming bombardment of the Ford aircraft carrier.

The USS Ford did not kill him.

The M Army... and therefore, lost seven F-35A Lightning II fighters.

After the war, Chen Zong was imprisoned on Hell Island.

Since then, disappeared.

"Old M's equipment is really enough for the blood... Ford-class aircraft carrier... Tsk tsk." In the villa, Qiu Huaihai sat at the dining table, watching the fleet picture on the TV screen, and couldn't help but sigh.

"This, but the latest super combat aircraft carrier developed by old M... This big guy is out, and the Mediterranean is going to be in chaos." Qiu Huaihai sighed.

As the world policeman, M party is nosy everywhere... but it has to be admitted that its military equipment is still very advanced.

Standing among the top ranks in the world.

At the dinner table, Chen Zongheng was still enjoying breakfast quietly.

"Hey, Xiao Bailian, would you fly an aircraft carrier?" At this moment, Qiu Shuang, who was dining on the side, suddenly leaned in front of him and asked jokingly and curiously.

Chen Zongheng's gaze was stunned for a moment, and he passed a steak into his mouth, and said slowly, "No, but I will destroy it."

"Cut... again bragging, this lady can still hit the bomber with her bare hands." Qiu Shuang gave him a white look and continued to eat sandwiches for breakfast.

Chen Zongheng also ignored her, and a little girl, so why bother with general knowledge?

At this moment, on the news of the TV station, a news item that the host continued to broadcast attracted Chen Zong's attention.

"In addition, according to frontline reporters, the situation in the Mediterranean is turbulent. With the arrival of the M Army Ford aircraft carrier. Many armed organizations and mercenary teams have begun to evacuate..."

"Currently on the evacuation list, there are world-famous Blackwater International, Shura Camp, and Cobra mercenaries..."

"With the withdrawal of these forces, the uncontrollability of the battle in the Mediterranean may have been foreseen. Now, with the participation of the M Army, the smoke of the entire battle has become more and more difficult to control. At the same time, the UN Security Council is also the first A warning was issued for a moment, admonishing the armed forces of all parties to deal with it calmly and never use force to sacrifice the lives of innocent people and cause big mistakes!"

"Regarding the follow-up situation in the Mediterranean, we will continue to pay attention..."

In front of the TV station, the hostess solemnly reported.

And Chen Zong's eyes were calmly staring at the TV.

He has already, heard the name he wants to hear.

Now that he has retreated...then, it's okay.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip of hot milk.

Then his eyes became deep.

"I really can't figure out why the fighting in the Mediterranean area?" Qiu Huaihai sighed helplessly. "What is so good about that place? Isn't it just a little bit of oil resources?

In the eyes of a businessman of him, he really couldn't understand why there was a war?

There is no need to use weapons to grab oil resources, right? Can't competition with fair business methods work? Must kill and overwhelm.

"Not for oil. But for faith."

At this moment, Chen Zongheng on the side suddenly spoke slowly and replied.

When he heard what he said, Qiu Huaihai was taken aback? After thinking for a long time, he finally figured out.

faith.

Fight for faith.

Oil itself is not a contradiction.

The contradiction lies in beliefs and opinions, and racial disputes.

And behind all these things is driven by interests.

"Cut... it sounds like you've been on the battlefield... don't know how to pretend to understand." Qiu Shuang on the side gave him a glance and retorted.

Chen Zongheng ignored him and continued to enjoy breakfast.

However, sister Qiu Yiren fell into silence after hearing these words from Mr. Chen.

In her mind, guessing about Mr. Chen's identity, a possibility...is gradually becoming clear.

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