The Strongest Soldier in the City

After speaking, Chen* stared at Bai Liunian coldly and said, "Old man, you must live well, let the loess on your chest bury to the top of your head later, open your eyes wide and watch how your stupidity caused the destruction of the Bai family! It's not enough to kill one Qiao family, there are still people who want to fly into the flames. There are so many talents in Hangzhou, all of them are self-righteous careerists! Little do they know that they are all making fun of the magnanimous people!"

"Don't worry, my old bones will definitely live longer than you!" Bai Liunian said angrily.

Chen* nodded with a smile, glanced at the coffin in the mourning hall, and said, "Okay, I won't disturb your enjoyment of seeing someone off to the west!"

After saying that, he turned around and left. Before he finished, he suddenly thought of something. He paused and looked back at Bai Maoxuan and said: "By the way, Boss Bai, you shouldn't be so sad. You haven't lost your wife. Aren't you still outside?" Do you have an illegitimate child? It’s the one who just went to kindergarten. Hey, he looks a lot like you. He will also be a handsome boy in the future!"

Hearing this, Bai Maoxuan exploded and roared: "Chen*, what the hell are you talking about? If you dare to touch a hair of his hair, I will kill your whole family even if I lose everything!"

"I am not as inhumane as you! But the premise is that you must never touch my bottom line again! If you dare to play tricks on me again and try to touch the people around me, then you will find that, The blood you shed will be repaid in the end, and there will be a lot more!"

Leaving these words behind, Chen * strode out of the Bai family's mansion, with an indifferent and sneer on his face. I hope the Bai family will remember this warning! He really doesn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, and hopes these people won't force him!

It was already past nine o'clock in the morning after leaving Bai's house. Chen* rode a tricycle on the street for more than an hour, and then came to the vegetable market.

After an intense verbal battle that was as intense as a fight, Chen* succeeded in buying two portions of vegetables and a pound of lean meat with the thirteen yuan left in his pocket. This astonishing result was enough for him to walk out of the grocery store. In the market, hold your head high, who can compete with you!

In a mid-range community with petty bourgeoisie decoration, Qin Ruohan was wearing a set of loose casual clothes. She was sitting on the sofa in the living room holding a pillow, watching a non-nutritious variety show on TV. She had a pair of white and tender little girls with black nail polish. The feet are still moving playfully.

Where was her mind on the TV show? A pair of beautiful eyes glanced in the direction of the kitchen from time to time, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was as sweet as honey.

Smelling the fragrance coming from the kitchen, she was almost intoxicated with the full sense of happiness. Her heart was ready to beat, making her restless. She jumped off the sofa and quietly walked into the kitchen.

Looking at the man who was cooking, she felt that Chen* was so handsome at the moment, as if his body was shining with dazzling light. She walked up and hugged the man's strong waist from behind, and her fingers were on the hard muscles of his abdomen. Swipe gently.

"Why are you here if you don't just sit down on the sofa? Why do you want to jump when your feet are just right?" Chen * tilted his head and said with a smile.

"It smells so good, I'm almost hungry." Qin Ruohan put her head on Chen*'s back, as if she didn't want to leave this man for a moment.

"Haha, it'll only take two minutes. Just go and wait outside." Chen* said softly.

"Chen*, meeting you is the greatest luck in my life. I love you!" Qin Ruohan not only did not leave, but hugged Chen* tighter and put his ear against the back of Chen*'s heart so that he could hear Chen*'s strong heartbeat made her feel extremely at ease.

Although Chen* is a big boss, his hands are stained with blood and he can be said to be killing people, but his cooking skills are really impressive. Not to mention the color, fragrance and taste, but the taste is definitely not as good as those five-star restaurants. A bad chef from a big hotel!

Three plates of food, two vegetarian and one meat, were all eaten, which made Qin Ruohan look at Chen* with admiration. At the same time, she did not forget to pat her bulging belly with a happy meal.

Chen* stayed at Qin Ruohan's house all afternoon. Although he was alone and alone, nothing reasonable happened. There was some flirting, but under Chen*'s deliberate restraint, he could not break through the last line of defense. !

Perhaps Qin Ruohan has made all psychological preparations and is ready to face everything that may happen! But Chen* was not ready! He has his own perseverance in his heart! It’s not pretentious, but necessary!

At around eleven o'clock in the evening, when Qin Ruohan was already asleep, Chen* left her house quietly.

Even late at night, in the courtyard of Qiao's mansion, bright lights were still on, and mournful music could be heard from time to time. Qiao Chenyong's funeral was still in progress!

There are three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, and the guards are extremely tight, which is enough to show how cautious the Qiao family has been in the past few days, which can be said to be like a frightened bird!

Wang Jinge has been imprisoned by the Qiao family for more than a week and has never stepped out of the door. Even when the Qiao family held a big funeral, she never had the chance to go out.

Although she has deep resentment and raging anger in her heart, fortunately, her temperament is still soft, and she is not irritable or restless. She is very calm! In the Qiao family for so many years, no matter how tragic things happened, what does this mean?

Standing at the window and looking at the mourning hall in the courtyard, her face was full of sneers and sarcasm. Qiao Chenyong's death could not bring the slightest pity or sadness to her heart, it would only make her feel relieved and happy! This was a man who deserved to die, so much so that she almost applauded him! Death is more than deserved, but death is not regrettable!

Sitting on the bedside, she turned off the headlights and turned on a wall lamp with a soft glow. She flipped through a book in her hand. Although she couldn't read much, it always made her feel more sleepy.

"The west wind blows, people are thinner than yellow flowers, the clothes are getting wider and the breasts are no longer there, and the beauty is so thin that it is hard to recover." In vain, a cynical voice suddenly sounded from one side, and Wang Jinge was so frightened that he almost threw away the books in his hands and screamed. Make a sound.

She suddenly turned her head and looked, and saw a familiar face that was deeply engraved in her mind. He still had that lazy expression of disgust on his face. He was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window and looking at her with a smile!

List*! Wang Jinge never imagined why Chen* would suddenly appear here? How did he suddenly appear in his room when the Qiao family was so heavily guarded?

"How is my literary talent? Don't you want to give some comments on the poem just now?" Chen* said with a smile, not at all nervous about breaking into Qiao's house at night.