Ultimate Pawn

Yuan Li.

Sorry to understand.

Just like this time, the inverse scale dagger was snatched by the Seraphim.

The feeling of powerlessness at that time is still unforgettable for her to this day.

If you have a stronger strength...

Such humiliation will never happen again!

Only, have power.

In order to thoroughly control one's own life...! !

...

downstairs.

Yuan Li was sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed by Qiuyi, and walking in the garden.

The gentle wind keeps blowing.

Let Yuan Liqiao smile on her face.

It seems, a little more.

However, Chen Zongong was standing at the door.

In my mind, thinking about the attack.

Who is behind it?

If Che Zejian is not so stupid as to be beyond addiction.

Probably, it won't be shot at this time.

In this matter, we need to continue to collect evidence.

...

Night fell.

Chen Zong, driving a black Mercedes-Benz S600, slowly drove out of the base of Jiangnan Wumeng.

Qiu Yi is planning to be discharged tomorrow.

Tonight, stay one last night.

but.

She is here, she doesn't have to worry about safety.

No matter who it is, dare not sneak into the base of Jiangnan Wumeng.

Carry out an attack...! !

This is tantamount to looking for death.

The streets are sparsely populated.

Chen Zongheng's speed was not slow or slow.

suddenly.

His brows raised slightly.

Behind, the red BMW has followed two streets.

Full, seven or eight minutes.

Those who are not far or near, hang not far away.

If, people with weaker anti-reconnaissance experience.

Maybe, just ignore the past.

Chen Zongheng looked indifferent.

There is no change in the speed of the car.

For the enemies who hide their heads and show their tails, they dare not face directly.

Chen Zongheng has always disdain to take the initiative.

His enemies are more than countless.

These existences are just like flying dogs and dogs, they are extremely ridiculous.

rear.

Dong Biao looked cold.

Sitting in the co-pilot, staring at the car ahead.

Inside...

Sitting is his homicide father!

Chen Zong!

But follow all the way.

Dong Biao's purpose is not to retaliate.

But...

Until, the car drove into a sparsely populated area.

The red BMW, the light in front of it suddenly turned on.

It seems to flicker randomly!

According to different frequencies.

Keep flashing.

if……

Anyone who knows the Morse code can see it.

Dong Biao continued to use the light as a signal, and the characters he typed were...

"Killer, Zhang!"

It was the Zhang family who sent the killer...! !

Dong Biao's eyes widened, staring desperately at the Mercedes-Benz S600 in front.

Looking forward to Chen Zongheng, there will be some response.

Simultaneously.

After a moment of extinguishing.

Continue to broadcast this Morse code repeatedly!

Attempt to attract Chen Zongheng's attention!

but……

What disappointed him happened.

The Mercedes-Benz S600 showed no signs of stopping.

Suddenly, an acceleration completely disappeared from the field of vision.

call……! !

Dong Biao suddenly let out a long sigh of relief and leaned heavily on the seat of the car.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Knowing that Chen Zongheng is ahead.

Choose to send a message.

This... This is an adventure.

In Dong Biao's heart, just now, it was just as long as he walked at the critical moment of life and death!

Facing Chen Zong.

Dong Biao never had the courage to contend directly.

At the beginning, Chen Zongheng casually killed his father.

It left a deep impression in his heart!

Since then.

Dong Biao is more accustomed to controlling everything in the dark.

If you are not worried about your subordinates, it is difficult to accurately output Morse code.

This action.

Dong Biao definitely chooses to command remotely.

Next to him, the little brother was a little confused.

"Brother Dong, let's... do you want to catch up?"

Dong Biao, suddenly furious!

"Idiot... Chasing a fart, chasing! Return journey!"

...

Ahead.

Chen Zongheng naturally saw that string of Morse codes.

Translate it in the heart at the first time.

The killer... was sent by the Zhang family?

Chen Zongheng, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, seemingly smiling but not smiling.

It's... interesting.

However, it is limited to this.

Chen Zongheng trusts only the evidence he has collected.

No, any cat or dog can use him as a knife.

...

Shanghai, the second hospital.

The only senior suite.

The car sails, lying on the bed.

Still...in a coma.

However, the wound on his face gradually condensed.

It looks very hideous.

Che Zejian, with a tired look, sat on the edge of the bed.

He slowly took out a cigar.

Trim and light.

He took a sip fiercely.

Then... it was stuffed into the mouth of the car sail.

"Aren't you, do you like cigars the most?"

slowly.

Che Zejian's eye sockets are slightly red!

That day, a scene in the bar.

It is still in front of us, constantly emerging.

Chen Zong, a fierce kick, stepped on his son's head.

Crush the bones one by one...! !

Until now.

Che Zejian's heart is still full of monstrous hatred!

This hatred must be reported!

suddenly.

Aside.

Car sail, struggled a bit.

Intermittently, coughing!

Che Zejian was taken aback!

Soon after, he realized what had happened!

Suddenly, jumped up!

He hurriedly took the cigar out.

Unconscious for a few days.

His son, car sail...

Finally, wake up? !

"Where's the doctor, doctor...!!!"

Che Zejian roared suddenly!

Soon, under the leadership of the secretary.

Seven or eight doctors and nurses walked over quickly.

at this time.

Car sail, constantly coughing, his complexion flushed.

Let Che Zejian get anxious!

Seeing the doctor, opened the door and entered.

He suddenly slapped him over!

Snap!

Let the doctor in charge be staggered and retreated by the fan!

"I'm telling you to come here, what are you doing? Didn't you see my son coughing?!"

In places and people, they dare not say a word.

In a hurry, check the situation.

See the look of the car sail.

The complexion of all the doctors changed slightly.

This...it should be because of the lungs, inhaling unknown gas.

But, see the cigar next to it.

No matter who it is, dare not say a word.

Lessons learned from the past, just now.

At last.

Let Che Zejian roar and drove everyone out!

Finally, go back to the bedside.

"Fan'er, you must cultivate well...!!!"

"The future of the car family falls on...you."

...

The way home.

The red BMW, steadily, headed towards Dongmen.

The little brother's voice suddenly broke the calm in the car.

"Boss, I still don't understand... what does the password you just typed mean?"

Dong Biao opened his eyes.

There was a strange look in his expression.

"You...really want to listen?"

Brother, nodded again and again: "Yeah, I just don't understand..."

Dong Biao said lightly: "That string of codes is called Morse code..."

"It means... the murderer was sent by the Zhang family."

Brother, could not help but be stunned.

"Boss, why do you want to disclose this information... to Chen Zongheng? Isn't that guy your mortal enemy?"

Sorry, the previous one was wrong. String chapters. I am revising.

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