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Chapter 947 Died on the spot!(1/2)

At the corner of the wall.

Huang Mao, who was blown away, howled miserably and turned pale.

Blood is slowly flowing out from the corners of the mouth...

In prison.

The other prisoners looked at this scene with shock on their faces!

Is this him...

what's the situation?

Just now, Huang Mao was blown away before he even touched him?

They didn't even see clearly how Chen Zongheng took action?

A bald, strong man with gloomy eyes and a soft smile.

"Brother, have you practiced outside before? Brother, what did you do to get in?"

Power is undoubtedly the right to speak.

His tone was also quite polite.

However, Chen Zongheng didn't even look at him.

I was minding my own business, reading a novel on my phone.

not far away.

The bald man snorted coldly when he touched his nose.

The dark eyes were constantly looking at Chen Zongheng.

I don’t know what I’m thinking about…

soon.

The commotion just now attracted the management staff of the Iron House.

"Damn, who was fighting just now?"

Immediately.

In prison.

Three or four prisoners pointed at Chen Zongheng without hesitation...

They just wanted to get Chen Zongheng out of this prison.

This guy is really terrifying...

The manager's eyes swept over Huang Mao, who was lying on the ground and twitching continuously.

At the same time, it fell on Chen Zongheng...

Suddenly, my legs felt weak.

Damn, I didn't even notice it just now.

If he had known earlier that this was Chen Zongheng's prison, he would not have come to take a second look...!!

"This... please be quiet, do you hear me? Especially you..."

The prisoners who were pointed at were all bewildered.

this……

what's the situation?

The new Chen Zongheng came in and started a fight.

Instead, he was scolded?

Is it still fair?

What the managers in the Iron House hate the most is the prisoners fighting each other.

Every time this happens, I will be severely punished...

but now……

With the departure of managers.

The prison fell into silence.

The position where Chen Zong was sitting was the place with the best air in the prison.

It was also... the bald boss's original bed.

However, no one raised any objection.

at the same time.

Qiu Group.

In the chairman's office.

Qiu Yiren was not in a state of mind, sitting at her desk in a daze.

Chen Zongheng was arrested.

So far, there is no news...

Thinking of this, she felt panic in her heart.

previously.

Qiu Yiren sent his employees to the iron house to ask if they could visit...

However, the reply I got was an unequivocal rejection.

The phone suddenly rang.

"Sister, what happened to you there? How did I hear that uncle was arrested...!!"

There was a hint of panic in the voice under the autumn frost.

"……How did you know?"

"Leave me alone! Sister, think of a way to rescue uncle...!!"

Qiu Yiren's willow eyebrows frowned slightly.

There was a look of exhaustion on her pretty face.

"Don't worry, Mr. Chen, he has his own plan..."

On the other end of the phone.

Qiu Shuangxia was stunned, "Really?"

"real."

Qiu Yiren is hiding her helplessness.

In fact, she didn't know what Chen Zongheng's plans were...

But for now, the only choice is to trust Mr. Chen.

Hanging up the phone under the autumn frost.

Qiu Yiren's pretty face showed worry again.



On the mansion of Tomson Yipin.

Yuan Li was dressed in white home clothes with a knife hanging on his waist. He stood on the balcony and let the breeze blow on his cheeks.

Her gaze seemed to span dozens of miles, looking at the location of the iron house...

"Mr. Chen, what are your... plans?"

She believed that there was no place in the world that could imprison Chen Zongheng.

But, just in case.

If something goes wrong.

Chen Zongheng was completely defeated.

Yuan Li quietly clenched the Ni Lin in his hand!

The worst case scenario is to fight your way out.

On her beautiful face, there was a hint of... aura of murder!



night.

A simple dinner was served.
To be continued...
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