Chapter 3173: You'll Regret It

Beijing, late at night!

A coffin shop on Shili Long Street became gloomy as the lights went out in the middle of the night, and the miserable white lights shone in from the roadside, which made it even more terrifying to see the door of the coffin shop, but it was such a place that ordinary people feared, and it was gently pushed open when the cold was the strongest.

A middle-aged man quickly dodged into the coffin shop, he closed the door with ease, shut out the wind and cold that had not changed in the capital for thousands of years, took off his sable cloak made of black velvet, and hung it on a coffin board made of sandalwood branches on his left hand.

When he turned around, he had already taken out a box of matches in his right hand, lit it with a bang, and then lit the broken wood and black charcoal of a porcelain stone brazier in front of him, and when the flame jumped to give birth to warmth, he took out a bottle of liquor from a coffin, twisted the lid and poured a few sips into his mouth.

He only had to take two steps to sit down, a comfortable rocking chair in the middle of the coffin, waiting for his arrival in silence, the middle-aged man walked over with a wine bottle in his hand, leaned over loosely, and when his body touched the soft blanket, he sighed at the night sky.

It's very pleasant and satisfying!

He likes darkness, loneliness, and enjoyment, and he is very picky about everything, everything he does is carefully planned, and he will never waste any more energy, nor will he be a little negligent, even the details of these lives are no exception, which can be called perfect.

This is Chenlong.

He can live until now, can be reused by the Zhou family, and can get out of the Zhou compound alone, this time he came to the capital to participate in the top secret mission, maybe because he is such a person, a thick and fine person, Chen Long lazily leaned back in the chair and sighed:

"What a cold night!"

Chen Long looked at the night sky and sighed, and then took a shallow sip of wine, the dark and warm room, the sweet and sweet wine, had completely expelled the cold in his body, Chen Long suddenly felt very tired, what he had done in the past two days had exhausted too much of his energy.

As soon as the words fell, a warm voice came faintly from the door: "It's indeed a cold night, but in this kind of weather, why don't you drink some wine and sleep, what are you doing in the capital?" Chenlong's body shook when he heard this, and the whole person ejected from the bamboo chair.

"Bang!"

Before Chenlong could stick to the thick wall, the door of the coffin shop was kicked open, and then the lights turned on, and more than ten people flashed in with sharp blades, and when Chenlong flashed a dagger, a wheelchair slowly went up from behind, unhurriedly controlling the whole situation.

Chenlong, who was holding the weapon, instantly tensed his nerves, his eyes fell on the invincible wheelchair, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but move twice, and his face became solemn, as if Zhao Heng was sitting on it, his breathing was uncontrollable, and he didn't seem to expect Zhao Heng to appear in this place.

His gaze stayed on Zhao Heng for a short time, and then fell on the two men pushing the wheelchair, he had an impression of one of the honest men, knowing that the latter was Zhao Heng's bodyguard Han Jian, a first-class master, but he was very vague about the other person, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

But to be able to stand by Zhao Heng's side, there should be some material!

"In the middle of the night, trespassing on private houses!"

Chenlong snorted: "What do you want to do?" He didn't know how Zhao Heng would find here, but he knew Zhao Heng's arrogance and domineering, so he dispersed the idea of preemptive strike, wanting to show weakness and let Zhao Heng and the others leave, and at the same time pricked up his ears and whether there was an enemy surrounding the trap at the back door.

What made Chen Long feel a little relieved was that although the exit blocked more than ten Zhao elites, no one seemed to cut off the retreat at the back door, which made Chen Long feel more calm, so he stared at Zhao Heng more confidently: "If you want to buy a coffin, you can come back tomorrow." ”

"Wine, braziers, rocking chairs, very warm scenes!"

Zhao Heng, who was in a wheelchair, did not respond to the other party directly, but just glanced at a few things in the room: "It's just that your happiness is based on the happiness of others, which is a bit inauthentic, you like a sense of achievement, but others also want warmth, you shouldn't break up the small couple." ”

When Chenlong's face changed slightly, Zhao Heng said casually: "Mr. Chenlong, right?" You are the ultimate bodyguard of the Zhou family, I think you should also know me, for Zhou Qiqi's sake, hand over the mother and son of Gongyue, and then cut off your own arm, I will give you a way to live! ”

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Chen Long drank a sentence: "I don't understand!" ”

Zhao Heng leaned on the wheelchair and smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, what matters is that the hostages must be safe, we should have met in Germany, and we also had a small intersection in Dongying, and now I see your shadow in the capital, do you want to sue me, you are purely a coffin shop owner?" ”

"Traveling all over the world, where are the dead going?"

Facing Zhao Heng's gradually sharp smile, Chen Long exhaled a long breath: "Heng Shao, I did have a few intersections with you, but I have never been malicious towards you, I do have something to do when I came to the capital, but it has nothing to do with Gongyue's mother and son, and I have never hurt them." ”

He looked at Zhao Heng with blazing eyes: "Zhao Heng, think about it, the Zhou family is easing relations with the Zhao family, how can I make trouble and break the friendship between the two sides at this time?" Besides, you should know my personality, I kneel in front of Abe at the expense of my identity, and ask him to give Hua Yanxuan and the two respects. ”

"How am I going to deal with little women and children?"

His voice was very calm, and saying this kind of thing in his capacity seemed to be a sign of weakness, but Zhao Heng's face was still as calm as ever: "It's best if you haven't hurt them, in this way, you won't cause trouble to the Zhou family, you haven't touched them,"

"Then you can talk about the mission to Beijing!"

Zhao Heng maintained a warm smile: "As long as you tell me about the mission to Beijing, if you can convince me, I promise not to hurt you half a hair, and let you come and go freely in the capital, so that you Zhou don't have to hide in this coffin shop like a mouse." ”

Zhao Heng's words were very natural, as if he was really digging out his heart and lungs, and he looked like he was taking care of each other, but Han Jian, who was standing behind him, could clearly feel Zhao Heng's changes, his steps were slightly staggered, his body was slightly bent in an extremely subtle arc, and the standard offensive posture:

"If you don't want to talk about it, you can go to Hengmen for two days."

"A mission to Beijing?"

Chen Long's eyes flashed when he heard this, his expression remained unchanged, but a trace of coldness in the depths of his eyes could no longer be hidden, he was silent, he nodded with a smile, walked to the old rocking chair, and seemed to be about to sit down and confess, the sudden change protruded, and the moment he bent over, his body rushed out without warning.

Wielding a knife, the knife style is ruthless and domineering.

Chen Long knew Zhao Heng's character, although he knew that it would be unwise to fight against Zhao Heng at this time, it would not only bring harm to himself, but also involve the Zhou family in the whirlpool, but he really had no way out, falling into Zhao Heng's hands, there was absolutely no good fruit to eat, Zhao Heng would do everything!

The Zhao clan will definitely dig up his mission to Beijing!

Without waiting for Zhao Heng's body to bounce up from the wheelchair, Han Jian, who had been poised to attack, leaned forward suddenly, and swung the knife in the same way, the knife flashed, and the force suddenly exploded, and the two weapons slammed together, dang! The violent friction sound of the collision was extremely harsh, and it also made the atmosphere of the coffin shop sink.

Han Jian blocked Chenlong's sword, did not hesitate, continued to pursue, his style has always been like this, as soon as he shot it was a storm, endless, and strive to suppress the other party, Chenlong, who took two steps back, shouted angrily, not afraid at all, decisively faced the battle, and refused to retreat half a step.

The actions of the two are not fancy, but they are extremely practical, every round is to go all out, play a dead hand, and strive to get the opponent in the shortest time, for Chenlong, the capital is Zhao Heng's home field, the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it is for himself, Zhao Heng can put him flat at any time.

Chenlong's movements became more and more ruthless, and the knife was desperate.

Chenlong fought with his back, Zhao Heng came prepared, the two sides were deadlocked, and they were equal, "Bang!" Chen Long's eyes were red, and he swept the peak of the Han Sword, and finally found an opportunity, and on the side of his body, he slammed into Zhao Heng's arms.

Compared with the old rivers and lakes like Chen Long, Han Jian was a little tender after all, his face was pale, the strange look in his eyes flashed, there was no hard resistance, his body was directly knocked out, slammed against the wall, and a mouthful of blood spurted out without reservation, and he knew the internal injuries without looking closely.

Chenlong, who was drenched in blood in his chest, did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, at this time, it is much more interesting to escape for his life than to fucking kill, not to mention that the injuries on his body are not small, three inches of blood, he held the dagger and retreated violently, during which he also kicked up the rocking chair and smashed it at Zhao Heng, and then rushed towards the back door.

"Whoosh!"

A green light flashed in the air, under the reflection of the light, it was extremely bright and dazzling, Chen Long's hand that was about to touch the doorknob stiffened, and he couldn't put it down, he hesitated but turned his head helplessly, looking at Zhao Heng in the wheelchair, his eyes were resentful, with a trace of obvious despair and sadness.

Chen Long's calf suddenly had a green bamboo knife, and the young man who was pushing the wheelchair just now was already standing on Zhao Heng's right, holding a turquoise bamboo knife in his right hand, staring at him with complicated eyes, with a trace of apology and unbearability, but more of an unquestionable firmness.

There is no doubt that the calf bamboo knife is his masterpiece!

Zhao Heng sighed: "Chenlong, sit down and talk!" ”

Chen Long shouted angrily: "Zhao Heng, you will regret it!" ”

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