The Strongest Soldier in the City

Lighting a cigarette again, Chen Liuhe was immersed in his thoughts. He was thinking about whether the whole thing would go according to the script of God's grace, and whether there might be any accidents or mutations.

This possibility is not impossible, but it is extremely low.

Unless, Dolefu was so angry that he lost his mind, and in a fit of rage, he was determined to destroy everything.

But is Dollef that kind of person? I'm afraid not. Being the leader of the Guding family, there is no doubt about his overall view and wisdom!

The smarter a person is, he will be very cautious when making important decisions, and he will have a common problem of looking forward and looking back.

Because, for a person in that position, one of his decisions no longer represents himself at all. It may very well be the fate and direction of the entire family, which is related to the survival of the family.

Lighting a cigarette, Chen Liuhe sat in the car and puffed away the smoke. The smoke lingered in the car and slowly drifted out of the window along with the night wind.

He was stunned like this for a long time. It wasn't until the cigarette burned out that Chen Liuhe came to his senses. A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Perhaps Oak's death was not necessarily a bad thing. Woolen cloth.

As long as the price paid for this is extremely small, the advantages will obviously outweigh the disadvantages. If you can get rid of a powerful enemy at such a small price, why not do it?

After starting the car, Chen Liuhe stepped on the accelerator and disappeared at the end of the street in the blink of an eye.

Although such a major change occurred tonight, which can be regarded as bad news, this night is far from over. As long as it has not passed, it will not be absolutely safe. Therefore, at this moment, Chen Liuhe cannot relax his vigilance, let alone Don't let all your thoughts be immersed in Oak's death.

Returning to the headquarters, Chen Liuhe checked in with the other traveling VIPs. Everything was as usual, with no surprises.

This made Chen Liuhe secretly relieved.

What he didn't know was that at the same time, at the entrance of an old alley in Yanjing, a young man wearing a Tang suit appeared. No, judging from his appearance and figure, he could only be regarded as... A teenager.

With a thin body, short black hair reaching the eyebrows, deep black and white eyes, and yellow skin, he looks like he is fifteen or sixteen years old, but he gives off a very calm feeling, with an air that is very different from his age. steady.

Those deep eyes gave people a sense of Haoyue's surprise. He seemed ordinary, but he was very special.

He walked into the old alley with light and steady steps. If a careful person can notice, there seems to be a very strange rhythm in his steps, which can invisibly affect people's hearts. Moreover, every step he takes, The distance is exactly the same, so the separation must be good.

The young man was alone, and his back, reflected by the light, cast a long reflection on the bluestone floor, as if he were a tall man.

Ahead, there is an old mansion. The wooden door of the mansion is open. The courtyard is dark, without lights, and looks silent.

The young man came to the courtyard gate. He raised his head and glanced at the plaque hanging above the foyer. There was only one word written on it.

Shen!

The word "Chen" is vigorous and powerful, like a dragon flying in glory. It reveals a heavy and majestic atmosphere, which makes people feel solemn and solemn!

That's right, this is the Shen family's residence!

This word "Chen" did not exist originally. After Chen Liuhe came back, he carved it with a carving knife. Every one of them was made by Chen Liuhe!

He hung this plaque high just to let everyone know that the Shen family is still there and has not declined yet. This is the Shen family, with its family hanging high!

The young man stood outside the courtyard, stunned for a few seconds, and then looked away from the plaque and looked into the dim courtyard wall.

Under the light of the stars and the moon, you can clearly see that under the ancient locust tree in the courtyard, there is a girl sitting. The girl's black hair is like silk, tied back casually, and her face is extremely clean and delicate. The face and facial features are exquisite and flawless, and can only be described by the word holy.

She gives people the impression that she is holier than the bright moon, as if she is aloof from the mundane world. She does not seem to belong to this mundane world.

It's just a pity that there is a wheelchair sitting under her, silently revealing her shortcomings that are so heartbreaking that she is almost suffocating. This may be God's most perfect and cruel work...

This girl, who can appear here and be so pure, is naturally the Shen Qingwu who is regarded as a living Bodhisattva by many people.

Coincidentally, just when the young man appeared outside Shen's house, Shen Qingwu turned her head and looked over, and her eyes fell on the young man.

The appearance of a stranger, and a very special stranger at that, did not make Shen Qingwu show any surprise at all.

It seemed that she had expected all this, or perhaps, no matter what happened in this world, it would not be able to affect her ancient and calm mind.

Of course, except for the man who is more important than life in my heart!

The young man and Shen Qingwu looked at each other, and their eyes seemed to be intertwined in the air. There was no smell of gunpowder or hostility.

Shen Qingwu was surprisingly calm, but in the young man's extremely deep eyes, the moment he saw Shen Qingwu, there were inexplicable ripples. The ripples became bigger and bigger, and then gradually turned into a frenzy.

Yes, it’s fanaticism! It was unabashed enthusiasm, as if he had seen the most interesting thing in the world.

I have to say that this kind of look would appear on such a young man, which is really bizarre and too abnormal!

In the night, the two of them were across the Shen family's courtyard, one inside the courtyard and the other outside the door, just looking at each other. No one spoke or made any further move. Time seemed to have frozen at this moment. , the air seemed to be solidified.

After half an hour, the young man raised his right foot and stepped up the bluestone steps. He took two steps and stood in front of the threshold. He stamped his feet and glanced at Shen Qingwu again, as if he was consulting Shen Qingwu. the meaning of.

Shen Qingwu remained calm and didn't show any signs.

Seeing that Shen Qingwu had no intention of expelling guests or showing displeasure, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, and then he dared to take a step, crossed the threshold, and stepped on the floor of the Shen family courtyard.

At the moment when he stepped into the Shen family courtyard, the young man's aura was very obviously restrained, and even his steps were much slower. All the arrogance on his body was gone. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he... ....There is actually a kind of piety...

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