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Chapter five hundred and seventy-two: Proud?

Chapter 572

Great earthquake

There is no boundary between online media. In less than three days after the first few people received the news of Chen Ping's death, this earth-shaking news began to spread rapidly in southern China. At first, most people were sceptical and circulated in small circles, but in the end they became more and more intense and out of control. Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Hangzhou, and most of the southern territory, all received the news. Everyone was shocked, and their minds were complicated and difficult to understand. Book**

Plowing Yunnan, destroying the Han family, returning to Nanjing, and then defeating the Yan family, and then defeating the Helian family. Most of the forces in the Golden Triangle were led by Chen Ping, and then Zhang Sanqian expanded. A series of things were all turned out one by one. Facing such a result, everyone was stunned.

Dead? Just die like that?

Looking through Chen Ping's deeds, in addition to a large number of bloody violence, the ambiguous peach smell also shocked countless people. The princess of the Xu family, the heir of the Nalan family, the goddaughter of the Li family Kuafu, the daughter of the Zhou family in Yunnan, and even the ace of a secret special forces. Various professions were mixed together, which really made everyone feel gloating while being jealous, and then gloating. It is said that the eldest son of the Chen family is a character, and the means of playing with his opponents is far less than that of conquering women.

Now it seems that there is really not much water. Which of the women who have surfaced so far is not a powerful girl who has been worshipped by countless opposite sexes in their respective fields? If they are completely gathered by a man, it will definitely be a huge and unimaginable strength and potential. Now that the eldest son of the Chen family dies, these women should finally take their place. This is indeed not bad news for some families in the south who have been crawling under the pressure of the Chen family for a long time but are still not so convinced.

The underground society in the south was panic, and everyone was cautious and quieted a lot. No one dared to make any big moves, for fear that the Chen family would be angry at this time. In the huge south, several economic provinces, they were silent at the same time.

Zhongshan Meilu Villa

Tang Aozhi got up at 6:30 in the morning, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and calmly. After locking himself in the room for a few days, she seemed to have recovered. Some life had not changed at all. She hugged her daughter, who had just been born, and went downstairs. In the restaurant, all the people who ate breakfast silently were surprised and a little surprised. Tang Aozhi hugged the child, came to everyone, handed the child to the little nanny Zhou Xuan, calmly said, Sister Zhou, please help me take the child today. I will go to work first, and I will take her back after I come back.

Zhou Xuan was stunned for a moment, nodded quickly, and while taking Xiao Nannan, he secretly looked at Tang Aoyi's eyes and frowned slightly.

"Also, tell dad, I'm fine, I'll go to work first." Tang Aozhi looked plain, nodded to Aunt Yao, and went straight out of the door.

There was another silence in the restaurant. The Chen family has no longer had the festive atmosphere of the Chinese New Year in the past few days. The atmosphere in the villa is almost depressing. Chen Fusheng has shrunk himself in the room since he received the news. He has not appeared for two days. Chen An, the little princess of the Chen family, fainted from crying and woke up. Her originally bright and dazzling eyes are now like two swollen peaches, slightly rosy, and she is full of a feeling of loss.

sad

As soon as Chen Ping died, the entire Chen family seemed to have changed their spirits and lost all their voices.

Chen Fugui has been staying in the Meilu Villa of Zhongshan in recent days, almost always saying that he is always inseparable. After receiving the news of Chen Ping's death, he is obviously the calmest among the people. Except for the beginning of the whole person, he burst into a sense of almost terrifying oppression, the rest of the time, almost all his face was serious, and he stayed here without saying a word, frowned and thoughtful.

Twenty years ago, Chen Fusheng's temperament changed drastically because of his wife's death. Now that a white-haired man is sent to a black-haired man, how much resentment will he be? Chen Fugui sighed softly and frowned fiercely.

"squeak"

On the second floor, the door of the master bedroom was suddenly opened gently. Chen Fusheng, who had not appeared in everyone's sight for two days, even Chen Fugui, finally appeared at the door with a plain and calm expression.

Chen Fugui's heart sank slightly, but he remained silent. He stood downstairs and looked at Chen Fusheng quietly.

"We go to Italy, I want to find my son's body myself." Chen Fusheng said softly, his tone was stable, but his tone was full of a light and cold silence.

Chen Fugui, who was in the critical period of promotion, nodded without any hesitation, and said in a deep voice: "Okay"

Yanjiao, Beijing

The Helian family miscalculated last time. After a storm that swept from Nanjing to its own base camp, their vitality was severely damaged. Now, after more than a year of rest, they finally regained some voice. The so-called centipede worm dies without being stiff, which is probably the case.

"Grandpa, Chen Ping is dead, die in Italy." In the hall of the main villa, Helian Zijing placed a stack of newspapers in his hand in front of Helian Lingguang and said softly, with an unconcealed pleasure in his eyes, and his expression was a little excited. Chen Ping's death was definitely an unexpected surprise for him. Helian Zijing's only regret was that he failed to kill the opponent who caused the Helian family to suffer heavy losses. However, this regret disappeared without a trace after he saw that Chen Ping was killed by a knife in Italy.

Helian Zijing stood there and glanced at the photo on the table again, smiling a little crazy

"Well, what are your plans next?" Helian Lingguang, the head of the Helian family, lying on the chair, closing his eyes to rest, very leisurely.

Helian Zijing hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said harshly that everything is right after grandpa is the decision. If it is really necessary, I will ask someone to prepare it now.

Helian Lingguang suddenly opened his eyes, a little surprised, looked at Helian Zijing who was silent, and after a long time, he chuckled: "No, I'll go and talk to Lao Xu now. In the past, you two young people refused to agree, but things have not been done. Now one side is willing to use force, and the effect will be different. When he was looking for Lao Xu, he always took Chen Ping as a cover. Now when Chen Ping died, I think he can say anything else, prepare the manpower, just wait and marry Xu Shu into the house."

Helianzi lowered his head and replied, for no reason, thinking of the bright expressions of those women, and sneered in his heart: Death is like a lamp extinguishing, Chen Ping, I want to see how loyal your three wives and four concubines can be.

He turned around, slowly went upstairs, changed into the cleanest and most appropriate clothes, then he walked into the bathroom, took a deep breath at Xingzi, smiled softly, and murmured to himself: "Chen Ping, you are dead, your woman, I will accept it for you, tsk, is this outfit very suitable for the Lang Guan? Hahaha"

In the small bathroom, Helian Zijing smiled wildly, clenched his fists tightly, and felt that he finally raised his head and felt proud.

Xu Shu? I will give you your slap sooner or later in the bed. I don’t believe it. You can openly disobey the whole Xu family’s meaning.

Helianzi was respectful and strode out of the room with a ferocious expression
Chapter completed!
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