Chen He was speechless and drove the Mercedes-Benz to Li Peijiu. Without saying a word, he picked up Li Peijiu up in the waist. In her shock, she carried her into the passenger seat...

The Mercedes-Benz S600 was slowly driving in the night, and Chen He was driving carefully, and the car was very quiet.

Li Peijiu sat aside in anger, turned her head to look at the night outside the window.

"Peijiu, don't be angry, okay?" Chen He said softly.

Li Peijiu ignored him at all, as if she thought he was air.

"Peijiu, this matter... Yang Ke is calculating from beginning to end. Didn't you see that?"

Li Peijiu suddenly turned her head and looked at him coldly, "Since you know it's a scheming, then you still have to come over? That Secretary Liu feels good, right?"

Chen He was stunned... I don't know how to explain. Indeed, when Secretary Liu seduced him just now, he did not strongly resist... but he just wanted to see what Liu Ruyan and Yang Ke had an idea... but he didn't expect that this would be a drama...

"Peijiu, I was wrong, forgive me." Chen He could only admit defeat at this moment. The goddess was really angry, and she was very angry. He had to apologize.

"You don't need to apologize to me." Li Peijiu spat coldly, turned her head and stopped talking.

Chen He was also helpless and carefully drove the Mercedes-Benz S600 to the Li family villa.

Li Peijiu was about to open the door and get out of the car, but Chen He grabbed her hand.

Li Peijiu turned her head and looked at him coldly, "What else are you going to do?"

Chen He suddenly leaned over and hugged her tightly.

Swish! Li Peijiu was stunned!

"Peijiu, don't be angry. I promise not to hook up with other women again..." Chen He said softly, with a hint of gentleness in his voice, as if he was apologizing to his beloved woman.

At this time, the faint fragrance of Li Peijiu's body came, as if it was like a rose that made people fascinated and intoxicated... Chen He hugged the goddess, and the whole world seemed to be quiet at this moment. He gently leaned his face to the goddess' neck and felt her charming body fragrance like orchid...

Li Peijiu was confused at this moment! Her heart felt like it was beating and accelerating, but the next second her anger surged. This damn bastard! How dare you take advantage of yourself?! He actually took advantage of yourself when he was the most angry?!

Li Peijiu subconsciously raised her jade hand and slapped Chen He's cheek!

Chen He immediately changed color and hurriedly let go of Li Peijiu and avoided it directly!

However, before Chen He avoided, Li Peijiu's jade hand had already slowed down... Although Chen He avoided it... If he did not avoid it, Li Peijiu's jade hand would not slap it down... Although she was angry, how could she really hit Chen He? This man saved her countless times, how could she do it? Besides, at this time, her heart was extremely distracted, her heart was beating fast, and she was a little confused.

"If you dare to touch me again in the future, I will definitely castrate you!" Li Peijiu glared at him fiercely, with the tigress warning! After that, she got out of the car and threw the door away!

Looking at the figure of the goddess who was swaying away from the door... Chen He sighed lightly, and the Mercedes-Benz shook its tail and galloped away...

...

In the early morning of Shanghai, the sun slowly rose from the east sky. The Shanghai market gradually woke up from the darkness.

And Qilu Province, which is a thousand kilometers away, seems to be brewing.

A black Audi sedan galloped all the way to the front of a hidden old house in Qiluquan City.

The Audi sedan stopped, the driver stepped forward, carefully opened the passenger door, and helped a middle-aged man with bandages out. The middle-aged man with bandages was Qian Qiuzong, the president of Qilu martial arts, who was Qian Qiuzong.

At this time, he no longer had his previous arrogance. His whole body was wrapped in white bandages. The wound on his chest was still aching... Since he returned from the Shanghai Stock Exchange that day... his wounds have been recurring, and his mind was almost destroyed! Chen He's kick was too terrifying! It seemed like a nightmare, and it appeared in his mind every day and night!

With the help of his driver, Qian Qiuzong slowly came to the front of the old house. The door of the house had lacquer peeled off, and the years were visible. On the door, a plaque was hung with two words engraved on it: Jinzhai

The word "gold" on the plaque is inlaid with pure gold. Although the gold on it has been oxidized by dust, it still exudes a trace of gold's brilliant light!

Qian Qiuzong trembled and raised his bandaged hand and tapped gently in front of the door.

After a while, the door slowly opened, and a boy servant blinked his eyes and looked at Qian Qiuzong who was wrapped in bandages in front of the door. In this era, few families have used boys as servants... Those who can use boys as servants are generally followers who live in the family for generations. Once the child is born, he inherits his parents' positions from childhood, becomes servants of the family, and takes care of the family. This kind of family is generally a giant family in ancient society... either rich or noble, and prosperous family.

"Sir, who are you looking for?" asked the boy servant.

Qian Qiuzong trembled and said hoarsely, "Disciple Qian Qiuzong... came to visit Master He..."

The boy servant blinked, "Oh, I'm looking for the third master, please wait... I'll report it."

The boy servant did not close the door, but turned around and jumped towards the inner courtyard... When he ran to the gate of the inner courtyard, his little feet suddenly stopped, and then he suddenly jumped onto the wall. His feet gently pointed at the wall, as if he was lightly skilled, and he jumped into the inner courtyard, jumping into the air...

Qian Qiuzong and the driver, who were standing in front of the door, both of their pupils were condensed! Just this move... completely shocked the two of them! How old is this boy servant?! He looks only ten years old! He is only ten years old... he can actually master such a sharp skill, flying around the eaves and walls? This is simply too terrible!

The gate of the house was not closed, and there was no one in front of the courtyard... But Qian Qiuzong and the driver did not dare to step in at all... waiting respectfully at the door.

After about ten minutes, an old man of Canggu came quietly from the inner courtyard. The old man was not very old, about sixty years old, with a few strands of silver hair mixed in his black hair, but his face was deep.

He just paced over, stepping on the ground, without any sound, like a ghost.

The moment he saw the old man, Qian Qiuzong trembled with respect on his face, "Qilu Martial Arts Association Qiuzong... Meet Master He!"

Qian Qiuzong was trembling and was about to kneel down to the old man.

However, the old man suddenly flashed, his steps flashed like lightning, and instantly flashed in front of Qian Qiuzong. He pointed a little and stopped Qian Qiuzong's kneeling posture.

"Don't kneel." The old man's voice was calm and deep, but it was like a mountain and a sea of ​​people.

Qian Qiuzong nodded repeatedly, bowed his bandaged hands, and performed a respectful manner to the old man!

The old man nodded slightly, looked at Qian Qiuzong with his eyes faintly, and there was no wave in his eyes, and there was no wave in his eyes.

"Qiu Zong, who was hurt by your body?"

A trace of sadness and anger flashed in Qian Qiuzong's eyes, "A few days ago......be defeated in the Shanghai Stock Exchange..."

"Oh?" The old man put his hands on his back, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Shanghai Market? The old man Feng from the Shanghai Martial Arts Association is dead. The Shanghai Martial Arts Association is still lonely. There is still someone who can hurt you?"

Qian Qiuzong's eyes were even more sad and angry, and he suddenly knelt down on one knee, "Master He, please come out to avenge my Qilu martial arts!"

The old man was silent and stretched out his hand to slowly stroke his beard, "I have retired from Qilu Martial Arts, and I will never be the president again..." The old man in front of him was the former president of Qilu Martial Arts, the third elder of the Jin family in Qilu, Jin Yihe!

The old man's words were very calm, but it also explained a problem, and he... was not convenient to take action.

Hearing Master Jin Yihe's words, Qian Qiuzong's face was a little pale...

Jin Yihe sighed softly, "Well... My Jin family has been in seclusion for many years, and all descendants of descendants practice martial arts behind closed doors and have never left the mountain to practice. For today's affairs, I arranged for an inner disciple to go down the mountain a few days later and go to Shanghai to seek justice for you."
Chapter completed!