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- Chapter 31: Men should kill
Life is like a chess game, the world is a chessboard, and all living beings are chess pieces; there are nineteen vertical and horizontal lines, vertical intersections, parallel lines, and three hundred and sixty-one intersections; which point is not a move? Which step is not careful consideration? Which move is not a pit or a trap; is it not the key to victory or defeat, a matter of life and death?
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Although he didn¡¯t have a three-foot-long green front, he was full of passion.
The visual impact of the four filthy, headless corpses on the ground, as well as the scarlet and warm blood, was not too small for Prince Ai, who was used to seeing bloody scenes.
When Chen Yang walked down the second floor, all the muscles in his body finally relaxed. He was glad that his body was born with the instinct to devour blood. At that moment, when his fingertips were inserted into his throat and his hands were stained with blood, his fire of life seemed to be beating a little, especially the moment when the blood was spilled, as if what was spilled was not blood, but a gorgeous piece of music.
The moment his head flew up, he didn¡¯t seem to feel the nausea after killing someone, but a sense of pleasure!
Killing someone is so simple.
Did he like the excitement that the blood was flying in that moment, like fireworks in full bloom?
Chen Daoming's eyes seemed to be staring at Chen Yang forever, until his slender back disappeared at the door, then he gently retracted his gaze, glanced at the corpses at his feet that had been fatally struck, and couldn't help but feel this The Chen Yang at this moment was clearly two extremes from the Chen Yang before, and the Chen Yang who went to the extreme used such vicious methods.
"Mr. Chen, your Chen family has a good talent, and he is really good at it." Prince Ai sneered, and seeing Chen Yang's leaving back made the people on the side have goosebumps, and they suddenly felt creepy.
"This matter ends here. If anyone continues to mess with it, he will be in trouble with my Chen family."
Chen Daoming stared at Prince Ai who was on the verge of going berserk. His momentum rose for the first time, and he steadily suppressed everyone. He said: "Send the injured to the hospital first. As for the headless guys, put them in linen bags and find a place to bury them in the wilderness." What happened Well, by the way, this is not murder, this is self-defense. You can all see clearly. These four people have four guns in their hands? They are murdering and committing crimes. They were killed. He deserves it. Of course, if that person thinks that what I said today is wrong and wants an explanation, my Chen family will accompany him to the end! But I don¡¯t fucking believe it. The guy who dares to take out a gun and put it to someone¡¯s head will be a good citizen. What? Do you think this is true?"
A group of people present nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
Chen Daoming's words are definitely not as simple as calming down the trouble. They are an unreasonable and naked threat. They are obviously one-sided without any suspense. Prince Ai dares to be angry but dare not say anything, and his face is uncertain.
Chen Daoming looked serious and went downstairs regardless of Prince Ai's angry eyes.
When he reached the first floor, Chen Daoming turned to Chen Kaige, showed a faint smile, and cursed softly: "You four boys, do you still want to spend the night here?"
Chen Kaige originally thought that this cousin would bring him a storm, but he didn't expect that with such an understatement, he and the three tigers of Beicheng were stunned for a moment, and then laughed and rolled downstairs. Everyone was relieved.
"This is over!"
"Unexpectedly, Prince Ai, who traveled from the northeast to the capital, finally planted this chess piece at the emperor's feet, and it fell into the hands of a young man. The country that he had worked hard for more than 20 years was destroyed overnight. As early as tonight, Tomorrow at the latest, Prince Ai may have to give up his territory and power in the capital and return to the Northeast in disgrace."
"What, you surnamed Zhao, are you interested in getting involved in the capital?"
"There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons under the emperor's feet. I, Zhao Yiquan, am not as arrogant as Ai Yang and want to prosper here. But Huang is the same. He was born into a wealthy family. If you really want to enter the capital, all the children of the family will see that you are also surnamed Huang. , I will also buy you some face."
"Face?" The man smiled slightly. He had a graceful and calm aura that made the middle-aged man who was talking to him feel heartbroken. After taking a sip of wine, he said softly: "Isn't face meant to be lost? Ai Yang learned a good lesson today."
Zhao Yiquan, a well-maintained middle-aged man, smiled and said nothing.
"The big owl in the Northeast has lost all his face by Ai Yang." The man with a graceful temperament chuckled, with an authentic southern accent and a natural owl spirit. He joked: "Even if he is destined to return to the Northeast, Ai Yang It¡¯s also difficult to contain the forces and compete with Brother Zhao! I think it won¡¯t be long before the three places in the Northeast will have the surname Zhao.¡±
Zhao Yiquan is so exquisite. He knows the elegant meaning when he hears the string. He smiles without comment and says: "A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. I can eat it in one bite."No less; but I heard that Brother Huang suffered a heavy loss at the hands of Ai Yang and spent a lot of money, and finally settled the matter; this is not a provocation, just the truth! And I heard that the old man of the Huang family personally invited you to Beijing this time. Did he intend to let you go north? "
¡°I¡¯m busy enough with things in Shanghai, but I haven¡¯t really thought about the north¡± The man with a graceful temperament smiled casually and meaningfully.
"Oh, really?" Zhao Yiquan raised the corner of his mouth in an arc, and while he lowered his head to drink, he glanced at the man beside him without revealing any trace of his eyes.
The man with a graceful temperament also curved the corner of his mouth, showing a little disdain, but it was not obvious and was well hidden.
Zhao Yiquan.
Emperor Huang Qing.
One south and one north.
" Two powerful heroes, they have been enemies since the day they debuted. There are rumors on the street that people from the south and the north, one middle and one young, all want each other to die the most. Sitting together today for the first time is already ridiculous, and it is impossible for them to agree to some ethereal agreement.
Huang Qingdi smiled and said, "Now that the show is over, it's time to break up the wine party."
Zhao Yiquan smiled and nodded, saying: "That's the truth."
Emperor Huang Qing stood up and Zhao Yiquan saw him off.
The two most powerful black men in the country and their life-and-death rivals said goodbye in a calm manner.
since
There is an antique study room in the high-walled compound. On a sandalwood chair, an old man who is over seventy years old and looks like he has already stepped into the coffin is sitting. He frowns slightly and looks slightly in the center. The young man stayed for a moment, then put all his attention on the pot of boiling water.
Put the tea leaves, which look like willow leaves, into the cup.
Boil the water, pour the boiling water into the cup, soak the tea leaves, and the aroma of the tea will come out.
Chen Long stood in front of the old man, motionless and silent.
So the study seems particularly elegant and quiet at this moment.
In addition to Chen Long, the eldest son of Chen, there is also a young man kneeling in the study. His face is serious, nervous, and there seems to be a sense of fear. He is Chen Daoming, who was domineering in front of Prince Ai just now.
"And behind him stood an old man with a slightly stooped figure. He stood respectfully at the door like a housekeeper, motionless for two hours.
The fragrance of tea finally spread, and the old man, who was so peaceful that no one dared to look up at him, finally took a sip and said proudly: "A man should kill someone! Enjoy it. The truth is revealed to the world, which is surprising."
The old man squinted his eyes, swayed the green leaves in the cup, and looked out the window. A sharp smile flashed across his old face, and his eyes were still breathtaking. He raised his head, pecked the tea, and then said with a smile: "This time, I will I made a mistake! It seems that he is not unpopular in Chenjia Village! At least Chen Goudan hid it from me and gave him a lot of benefits."
The old man smiled casually, continued to peck at the tea, and said: "He who kills one person is called a hero, and he who kills ten thousand people is called a hero among heroes. I just don't know if he can kill tens of millions of heroes?"
Chenlong narrowed his eyes, looked at the old man, and said, "Dad, do the Hong family want to give them an explanation?"
"There's no need. The Hong family's reputation isn't that big, and the Chen family's reputation isn't that cheap either. Just pretend that nothing happened." The old man shook his head and smiled.
Chen Long nodded. Although the old man's words were aimed at the Hong family, he knew one thing. The illegitimate son had been remembered by the old man. With his nod, in this family, not to mention Bai Rong, even Chen Zhe would not touch his own son. The old man nodded.
So Chenlong didn¡¯t mention Bai Rong at all.
"A woman, is it not worth alarming the old man?"
"You don't hide your name when you are busy in the city, and you carry brocade belts and Wu hooks in the wine shop. When you wake up, you are drunk and talking nonsense with your sword in your hand. Whose son will touch the capital!"
The old man covered the tea cup with his withered fingers, tapping the coffee table in time, with a bold and unrestrained attitude, and said: "Only a man from my Chen family can be so happy with my grudges. Happy, blushing, you father and son, go down!"
Chenlong nodded and retreated with his son, leaving only the respectful old man who looked like a housekeeper.
The night is as cold as water.
Chenxiong, who can be called the first tycoon, closed his eyes, waited for his son and grandson to leave, and then said softly: "After listening for a long time, do you hear any enlightenment?"
The old man who looked like a butler thought for a moment and said, "Master Chen said back then that he couldn't practice martial arts."
"That's why this is weird!" Chen Family Yangshen said.
¡°Would you like to make a call and ask Master Chen?¡± The old man hesitated and said.
¡°Then let¡¯s fight!¡±
? ?The family-looking old man's eyelids twitched and he was surprised, but he still picked up the phone.
Chen Xiong hesitated for a moment and dialed a number that he might never dare to touch in his life. A bright and magnetic yet old voice came from the other side: "Chen Xiong, you bastard is unprecedented. I'm waiting for this call." I have been waiting for many years, from middle age to old age, but fortunately I was not made to wait until I was in the coffin. Tell me, I can go through hell and fire for anything, just because you took the initiative to bow down to me."
Chen Xiong snorted coldly and said in a bad tone: "Chen Goudan, did you teach Chen Yang's martial arts?"
The laughter on the phone fell silent.
Chen Xiong sneered even more and said: "What, do you dare to do it or not? Chen Goudan, is this all you have?"
The guy nicknamed Chen Goudan smiled on the other end of the phone and said: "Listen to your tone, did that little guy give you a surprise? It's hard! No wonder the beast like Chen Blind said that this kid has potential, otherwise I wouldn't be able to I can¡¯t bear to let him go out and let your Chen family ruin him!¡±
Chenxiong narrowed his eyes.
The old man beside him clearly felt that Chen Xiong's tone was as cold as frost: "I ask you for the last time, did you teach me this?"
¡°I didn¡¯t tell you, it would hurt you to death!¡± The person on the other end of the phone laughed.
Chenxiong decided to hang up the phone.
The bastard, son of a bitch, and Lao Tzu, the village chief of Chenjia Village, who has always been very unscrupulous in Chen Yang's eyes, was standing on the balcony of a villa thousands of miles away in the suburbs of Shenzhen when he heard a buzzing sound on the phone. The village chief, who was evaluated by Wang Yanchun as a pervert, laughed loudly and said to himself: "Chen Shui Niu, there are times when you even take the initiative to call me! It's rare, but Ayang Nawa'er, Are you really destined to be a dragon or a phoenix because of what Blind Man Chen said? But, I ++, will Blind Man Chen¡¯s predictions be accurate? That¡¯s really unreasonable!¡±
This unscrupulous man restrained his narcissistic cynicism and turned around to look into the room.
There is scarlet red and corpses in a mess!
And this old man, who has never been to the police several times in his life, what is revealed at this moment is a gloomy face, very evil! He sneered softly and said: "Chenxiong, Chenxiong, you son of a bitch is in a high position and has all the power in the world, but you let me work hard for you. If your Chen family in the capital city doesn't have the support of Chenjia Village, what the heck are you doing?"
??Quickly walked out of the room, out of the villa, and came to the yard.
As soon as he fired the oil, sprinkled it in the villa.
The old guy lit a cigarette, took a puff, and flicked the burning cigarette out.
Boom! !
A ball of flames immediately burst out in the villa! The raging flames burned everything to ashes!
"This is probably the so-called murder and arson!"
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