"Don't worry, I will come in person at your funeral in three days to light three incense sticks for you."

Then, he placed Huang Honghui's head on the guardrail of the attic.

A line of ferocious tears of blood flowed from the eyes above Huang Honghui's head.

That was the last breath he felt before his death.

This line of blood and tears represents unwillingness, ferocity, and hatred.

Chen Zongheng put out his cigarette butt, dressed in a straight suit, and turned around to leave.

The black leather shoes under his feet stepped on the mahogany floor of the attic, leaving behind a neat series of bloody footprints.

That was Huang Honghui's blood.

He just walked down the stairs step by step.

At the top of the stairs, there was an endless crowd of people...all of them retreated in fear.

Everyone seemed to be avoiding the god of plague. At this moment, no one dared to step forward to stop him.

Even the second young master was killed.

This man is unscrupulous and has no scruples.

At this time, whoever stops him is seeking death.

Chen Zongheng walked down the stairs, his figure calm and calm, and walked towards the front.

In front of me, there is an endless sea of ​​people in a dark mass.

They all fell back, terrified.

How could a sea of ​​hundreds of people be so shocked by just him?

Finally, as he continued to move forward.

The dark sea of ​​​​people finally couldn't bear it anymore, and a group of people panicked and made a way out of the way.

Everyone, in the endless sea of ​​people, avoided a long road.

No one dares to stop it.

"Well, you are very self-aware." Chen Zongheng glanced at the sea of ​​people with a faint look, and then walked away like this.

From the inner courtyard, all the way out of the gate of the Huang family residence is unobstructed.

The long white Aston Martin sports car was still parked quietly at the door.

Chen Zongheng walked out of the door leisurely and came to the white sports car.

He raised his wrist and glanced at the time.

Well, no more, no less, exactly twenty minutes.

Open the door and step into the sports car.

At this time, he regained his elegant and indifferent temperament.
Chapter completed!