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Chapter 177 Death, smile(2/2)

"Oh, really?" Chen Zongheng poured himself another glass of poisonous wine, and then drank it down calmly.

"Then take a look, do they... dare to come in?" After saying that, he pointed at the door.

Huh~! When the security guards at the door of the private room heard this, their bodies were thunderous with fear again, and they suddenly backed up!

This man is simply scarier than the devil.

Everyone, but no one dared to step through the door!

Just kidding, anyone who dares to step through the door...at this moment, is already lying on the ground, turned into a pile of cold corpses.

Even if they have no brains and no matter how energetic they are... they still know how to save their lives!

Who wants to die if he can live?

No one wants to be a corpse!

Therefore, no one dared to step forward at this time.

Fei Fanjin's beautiful eyes trembled with fear as she looked at the group of security guards at the door who didn't dare to enter.

Her mind was a little broken at this moment.

"What are you doing standing there?! Go ahead! Capture him!!" Fei Fanjin shouted at the security guards.

Chen Zongheng, on the other hand, was quietly sipping the mellow poisonous wine and smiling like this.

His smile is really too scary.

That determined and indifferent elegance is simply more penetrating than the devil.

No matter what, Fei Fanjin roared and screamed for help.

In the dark group of security guards outside the door, no one dared to step into the presidential private room.

Everyone was shocked by Chen Zongheng's confident smile.

That smile makes people's hearts tremble, and they dare not look directly at it.

One person laughs and ten thousand people tremble.

This is simply shocking to the soul.

"So, are you going to drink or not?" Chen Zongheng looked at Fei Fanjin with a faint look in his eyes.

"If you don't drink, I can feed you myself." His smile made people feel heartbroken.

At that moment, Fei Fanjin completely collapsed.

Under this man's terrifying pressure, she simply...was unable to resist.

If the king wants his minister to die, he must die.

If Death wants you to drink it, you have to drink it.

Chen Zongheng's momentum was really too terrifying.

Fei Fanjin's heart collapsed under the gaze that looked like a ferocious beast and a demon.

She cried sadly, tremblingly picking up the glass of poisonous wine and slowly bringing it to her lips.
Chapter completed!
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