Chapter 62: Death, or Surrender to Me
Although it was in broad daylight, the interior of the night banquet of the wealthy family was still splendid, with men and women shuttling among them, full of the smell of corruption.
When Chen Zongheng carried Wu Hu's head and stood in the hall, it instantly caused a great panic, and all the VIPs hid aside and looked at Chen Zongheng in disbelief.
Chen Zongheng glanced around lightly, his lips opened lightly, and his voice sounded like a bell, resounding throughout the night banquet of wealthy families.
"Where is Taifeng, get out of here quickly and collect the corpses of your men!"
This......
Everyone looked at each other with terrible expressions.
This is the base camp of Taifeng, and all his subordinates are here.
And Taifeng is even more famous for his ruthlessness, and he will call you worse than dead at every turn, and the family will be ruined, and even the old club's night party will be afraid of him for three points!
However, the young man in front of him actually carried the heads of Taifeng's subordinates, broke in forcefully, and asked Taifeng to get out quickly, it was really frivolous, he was simply begging for death!
Facing everyone's contemptuous, confused, and gloating eyes, Chen Zongheng's expression was flat, just like that, with his left hand on his back, his right hand holding the head, waiting quietly.
Such a light and breezy attitude is in stark contrast to the terrifying head, which makes many people have numb hair, cold backs, and eyelids!
Finally, with a burst of noisy footsteps, dozens of burly men in black uniforms, dragging Tang knives more than one meter long, surrounded them menacingly.
The person at the head was more than two meters tall, the muscles on his body were as angry as a dragon, his face was extremely gloomy, and he stared at Chen Zongheng coldly.
Seeing the comer, the VIPs of the wealthy night banquet all showed a playful look, and their eyes became more and more disdainful when they looked at Chen Zongheng.
Zhang Tiexue, the first general under Taifeng, has not tasted defeat so far, and the highest record is 30 with one enemy!
With such a figure here, they dared to conclude that this frivolous young man would not last ten rounds without even having to be taken by others!
"Wu Hu ......" Zhang Tiexue saw the head in Chen Zongheng's hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he waved his hand fiercely and ordered, "Keep your mouth alive." ”
People like Zhang Tiexue walk on the tip of a knife all day long, and they may die at any time, so they never talk nonsense, and they will do it directly.
The dozen or so strong men, after receiving the order, immediately pulled out their swords and unsheathed, all of them were hideous and cold, and slashed at Chen Zongheng with a wave of Tang knives.
As the predecessor of the katana, the Tang knife is the most suitable for chopping with a single-edged structure, which is enough to sharpen iron like clay, and it is absolutely missing arms and legs with one knife!
"It's so rude to do it without saying hello, and you don't understand the truth of saluting first and then soldiering. ”
Chen Zongheng shook his head, facing the menacing enemy, grabbed Wu Hu's left hand on the head, and with a slight movement of his index knuckles, several undetectable rays of light shot out rapidly in the air.
These strong men are all the real combat power of Taifeng's subordinates, and they are naturally not gangsters like Wu Hu, in this lightning and flint, they actually reflexively raise their knives to block.
Clang.
With a subtle crisp sound, several people who rushed to the front looked at Chen Zongheng in shock, and in the next second, they fell down with a bang.
When the others saw their companions fall, their faces were full of horror, and they stopped one after another, not daring to act rashly.
Those VIPs were even more shocked, they knew very well the strength of Taifeng's subordinates, they usually took others down, why did they fall down first now?!
Zhang Tiexue's heart hung in his throat, and he hurriedly walked to the side of the fallen subordinates and carefully monitored them.
On the outside, there were no bruises or other injuries in sight, but these people did have no breath, and they were obviously dead!
It wasn't until he saw the small hole on the knife of several people that Zhang Tiexue suddenly realized that he looked at their eyebrows in disbelief.
I saw that at the center of the eyebrows of several people, there was a slender long hair submerged in it, obviously they died suddenly, and it had nothing to do with it!
"Feifa hurts people, Your Excellency is a warrior?"
Zhang Tiexue was shocked in his heart, stood up and looked at Chen Zongheng, and his tone suddenly became a lot more respectful.
Chen Zongheng glanced at him and said indifferently, "Are you Taifeng? If not, get out of here and let your master come out to see me." ”
His expression and words were still reckless, but at this time, no one dared to despise him anymore, even Zhang Tiexue only had a slightly gloomy face, and he didn't dare to do it again.
"Your Excellency, our boss is meeting your guests upstairs, if there is anything you can tell me, I will convey it on my behalf. ”
Chen Zongheng chuckled and shook his head, and said lightly, "Since your master is so busy, you don't need to trouble him, I'll go see him in person." ”
Before the words fell, Chen Zongheng took a step, walked to the stairs with unusual determination, and rushed upstairs.
Zhang Tiexue's face froze, he didn't expect that the other party's obsession would be so heavy, and even the subordinates behind him were instantly angered by Chen Zongheng.
"Paralyzed, what kind of place do you think this is, you can go wherever you want?
They scolded and slashed, and slashed at Chen Zongheng with a wave of their knives.
"Don't!"
Seeing this, Zhang Tiexue's eyes suddenly widened, and he hurriedly spoke out to stop it.
But, it's too late.
I saw Chen Zongheng's fingers move lightly, and a few rays flashed.
The light passed through the center of the eyebrows, and before they could react, they died instantly.
"Waste. ”
Chen Zongheng shook his head, kept walking, and continued to walk upstairs.
At this moment, the hall was terrifyingly quiet.
Strong!
It's so strong!
Everyone looked at Chen Zongheng, as if they saw the god of war coming.
At this moment, surrounded by a group of black-clothed people, two people walked down from the upper floor, a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face and an old man in a purple shirt.
The two talked and laughed, and in the process of going downstairs, they happened to take a photo with Chen Zongheng, and when they saw the head that Chen Zongheng was carrying, the two stopped suddenly.
"Young man, please stay. ”
The speaker was the middle-aged man, and when he saw the corpse lying on the ground in the hall, his face immediately became gloomy, and the gaze that shot at Chen Zongheng was full of murderous aura.
Chen Zonghengli ignored him, still took care of himself, and walked upstairs.
The middle-aged man's face immediately changed.
The old man on the side also laughed.
"Taifeng, you said that you have the absolute right to speak in this long river underground, and now it seems that a young man can ignore you, and it seems that the cooperation between us may have to be reconsidered. ”
Taifeng?
Hearing these two words, Chen Zongheng immediately stopped.
He turned his head, looked at Taifeng condescendingly, and said indifferently.
"It seems that you are Taifeng, I will give you two choices, die, or surrender to me, of course, you can try to escape, if you can get out of here, even if I lose. ”