"Are you Qiu Yiren?" Ding Ao with naked eyes, glanced at Qiu Yiren's beautiful body, the president of Shanghai's No. 1 Beauty, this is a woman that thousands of men want to conquer, her temperament is determined, and she has a feeling Strong desire to conquer!

Chen Zong took a step forward slowly, blocking Ding Ao's naked gaze, "If you look again, I don't mind digging out your eyes."

At this moment, Qiu Yiren's heart was faintly beating. A complex sense of security sprouts quietly. This man, stand up... is protecting himself? This scene made her heart beat inexplicably.

Ding Ao's eyes were as cold as ice, and he suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a harsh voice, "Under Ding Ao, on the order of Mr. Dong, come and take Chen Zongheng to the business!"

"Who is Mr. Dong? I'm sorry, I don't know." Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm and he said lightly.

Ding Ao's face suddenly condensed, and Sen said coldly, "How many Mr. Dong are there in this Shanghai market?!"

Chen Zongheng slowly shook his head, "I really don't know the name of the ant."

Arrogant, domineering, rival!

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present was shocked!

This Chen Zongheng is openly provoking this group of gangsters!

In a small place with ants in the Shanghai Sea, and a small character surnamed Dong...how can he be known to the "God of Death"?

If you talk about someone with the surname Dong, he does know one. But that one, stationed in the Forbidden City of the imperial capital, with a three-star spike on his shoulders, rivals in the world.

And the mere ant Dong surnamed in front of him is really nothing but dust.

"Asshole! Dare to be rude to Mr. Dong!" Ding Ao was finally furious. In this world...no one can be rude to Mr. Dong! Mr. Dong, the absolute existence of underground forces in the Shanghai Sea! How can the strong be humiliated? Ding Ao suddenly raised his fist!

"Is it Mr. Dong from Dongmen?" At this moment, Qiu Yiren asked suddenly.

Ding Ao stopped his fist, a flash of pride flashed in his eyes, "Exactly! Dong Men, Mr. Dong!"

Hearing this, Qiu Yiren's pretty face condensed slightly... Chen Zong didn't know Mr. Dong, but she did. There is really no one who doesn't know Mr. Dong in this Shanghai market.

"Why did Mr. Dong look for my employees of the Qiu Group?" Qiu Yi asked in surprise.

"You don't need to know this! Mr. Dong has an order, and you must take Chen Zongheng with you today!" Ding Ao said coldly, his voice extremely fierce.

Qiu Yi's pretty face changed slightly, she was in business. There is no intersection with Mr. Dong's group at all. Why do you suddenly find yourself?

Chen Zonggong slowly closed the book in his hand and said calmly and indifferently, "Well, since you have repeatedly invited, then I... will follow you. However, I hope you don't regret it."

"By the way, let Mr. Dong prepare wine and delicacies for me. Since I have been invited, I will naturally have to eat a meal before leaving."

Chen Zongheng stood aside, his expression indifferent.

"Take him away!" Ding Ao yelled coldly, and the three younger brothers directly pressed Chen Zong's shoulders to force him into the car.

Chen Zongheng turned his head indifferently, and said to Qiu Yiren, "Wait for me at the company, I will come back when I finish my meal."

The group of black brothers pushed Chen Zongheng vigorously, trying to detain him in the car, but they couldn't push him at all.

"Ant, get out." Chen Zongheng yelled coldly, and the three younger brothers were directly shaken out and vomited blood on the spot.

The scene was shocked.

A large group of black clothes around was fierce, and surrounded by anger!

Chen Zongzheng's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't even bother to shoot. The mere ants are wiped out at the fingertips, so why should he take action?

He looked indifferent and slowly got into the Cadillac.

Ten Cadillac cars drove away one after another...

The colleagues present were dumbfounded, and the shock in their hearts was afraid that they would not be able to calm down for a long time...

Qianying Qiu Yiren stood there, her eyes staring tightly at the direction where Cadillac was disappearing... A complex sentiment was quietly brewing in her heart...

...

Half an hour later, ten Cadillac sedans galloped all the way... they stopped at the door of a super luxurious manor in Shanghai.

At the entrance of the manor, a huge stone pillar was carved with two vigorous characters: Dong Men!

This is Dongmen Manor!

Dongmen is famous not because of the manor itself...but its owner, Mr. Dong.

Two rows of black-clothed men stood at the entrance of the villa, dark and indifferent, and full of murderous air.

"Fish ponds are fish ponds after all... There will be no stories." Chen Zongzong's eyes were filled with disappointment... He originally thought, what kind of heroic existence this Dong Men... would be? But at this moment, it was just a small spray.

"Stop talking nonsense! Tan Dongmen is not a place where you can be presumptuous!" Ding Ao suddenly raised a kick, and slammed Chen Zong's body with a arrogant murder! This is Dongmen, Mr. Dong's site! No one can run wild here, no!

Chen Zongheng slowly stopped, staring at Ding Ao faintly... At that moment, the air suddenly became cold!

Ding Ao trembled and took a step backwards suddenly! He was shocked by this look back!

"Do you dare to stare at me?!" Ding Ao was completely angry and ferocious!

"Forget it, I'm afraid of dirtying my hands."

Chen Zongheng sighed lightly...No one knew what he meant. Perhaps only he himself understands. He was too lazy, he was afraid that he would get his hands dirty by killing Ding Ao... Because he didn't bother to do anything with such a small person, he really didn't bother.

A group of members in black suits held Chen Zongheng, maybe not a hold, but like a group of younger brothers following Chen Zong...because no one is holding him.

Chen Zongheng walked into the villa indifferently...and looked around, all of which are high-end mahogany carvings, magnificent, like a palace.

On a huge tiger-skin sofa, a man sits in the center... with a cigar in his hand, faintly vomiting mist.

"You, are you Chen Zongheng?" The man spit out a smoke ring and asked slowly.

Chen Zong put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked at him calmly, "Are you Mr. Dong?"

"Bastard! Dare to be rude in front of Mr. Dong?!" Ding Ao was cold, and put his foot on Chen Zongheng's back!

"If you dare to scream again, I don't mind giving you a ride." Chen Zheng looked at Ding Ao lightly. He didn't want to dirty his hands, but it didn't mean he wouldn't kill.

Ding Ao was furious and was about to do something...but was stopped by the man on the sofa.

Sitting on the sofa, Mr. Dong laughed suddenly, inexplicably deep, "Interesting, Chen Zong...it's interesting."

Mr. Dong didn't know Chen Zongheng. A few days ago, the Huang Xuyang's funeral was blocked by the Huang family. Except for the top forces at the core of the city who know the inside story, the rest of the people actually don't know the truth.

They also don't know who Chen Zong is.

This name was blocked by the Huang family. Listed as taboo. It is only known by the most cutting-edge people in the Shanghai and Shanghai markets.

Chen Zengzong stared at the man, "I'm here, what's the matter? Are the wine and food ready?"

"Wine and vegetables? Haha." Mr. Dong's gradually reduced smile on his face, "Wine and vegetables and coffins are all ready."

The air suddenly became cold!

"Oh? Really." Chen Zongheng slowly lit a cigarette, his expression...still calm and indifferent.

Mr. Dong looked deep and stared at him, "Ruan Wenyao, Mr. Ruan of Nguyen Medicine, did you fight it?"

"Yes, I did it." Chen Zengheng spit out a smoke ring and admitted without shy.

"You are very calm." Mr. Dong stared at him deeply, a cold smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and a faint smell of blood flashed.

"You came to me to ask about this?" Chen Zonggong faintly pouted, "Since I'm here, why don't you have to invite me to dinner before leaving?"

"Interesting, interesting." A trace of blood flashed through Mr. Dong's smile, and then he clapped his hands gently.

A little brother in a black suit stepped forward and handed a sharp mountain knife to Chen Zongheng.

The blade is extremely sharp, and the cold light flashes! It's bloody!

"What does this mean?" Chen Zongheng asked lightly.

"Chen Zongheng, today, if you cut your arms and legs, I will spare you not to die." Mr. Dong said calmly, his voice calm and indifferent.

"Self-breaking arm?" Chen Zongheng's mouth raised an arc. In this world... no one has ever dared to say such a threat to him.

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