Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Chapter 62: The connection between flesh and blood is to chop the flesh into foam and then stick it together (please read and vote monthly)

In the back seat of the Bentley, Chen San lit a cigar and puffed away: "How are the things I asked you to arrange?"

The driver held the steering wheel and looked intently: "We have sent someone over."

"Find someone to take care of Jiangbei tonight and let them use all the methods they know.

Remember to take a picture of the whole process and give it to that bitch along with his two hands. I want her to know the consequences of disobeying the family master. "

Chen San's eyes were cold, and he didn't take the life of an unscrupulous author seriously at all. He had only one purpose from beginning to end:
Destroy everything that bitch likes.

Originally, the 300 million was prepared for Jiangbei's medical expenses. If he was willing to cooperate well, maybe Chen San could be merciful and spare his life. He would just let him shoot some heavy-flavored European, American, Japanese and Korean movies and then use some banned items to ruin his reputation.

As a result, he not only refused to cooperate, but also called the police and sent the noble third son of the Chen family to the police station.

Although there was no actual loss, the mere fact that he was brought into the situation was enough to disgrace him.

He could even predict how those brothers and sisters would laugh at him when he returned.

Although they all hold a grudge against that little bitch, they are not monolithic with each other, and they will not hesitate to stab each other if they have the opportunity.

Now the original plan can no longer quell his anger, it must be extinguished with the blood of Jiangbei and the incompetent fury of that bitch.

It's just that everything has to take time to sort out. Now he has to find other ways to reduce his anger a little, otherwise it will be difficult to hold back when provoked by those guys when he goes back.

Taking a deep puff of the cigar, Chen San's eyes flashed with a hint of evil and lust: "Go and call that female student who is working everywhere to lend money to her mother to extend her life. I want to negotiate a big deal with her."

They are all fools who would sacrifice everything for their mother. I think they can endure any humiliation.

Chen San put out the cigar and grinned: "I want to see how you would feel about a girl who has the same problem as you and was humiliated into a bad shape by your favorite author.

Hum hum, ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

With sneers, Bentley drove all the way to the luxury hotel owned by the Chen family.

Here, he can enjoy his food without being disturbed and prevent his prey from escaping.

In the presidential suite, Chen San took off his clothes and soaked in the bathtub, preparing to take a bath before enjoying a rare meal.

The staple food this time is not like those vulgar things that can be obtained casually in the past. It needs to be treated patiently, using the most cruel method to peel off her shell, pull out her spine, and trample her self-esteem.

Compared with the bitch who was lucky enough to be favored by the Gattuso family, although this prey was not as dazzling, it was not inferior in appearance and figure, and could be eaten slowly by him.

However, just when he was imagining ruthlessly ravaging and destroying the flowers, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and his whole body suddenly curled up and screamed in pain.

"Ah, what's going on?!"

The severe pain of liver and intestine rupture invaded Chen San's brain, and a strong sense of dizziness and vomiting surrounded him. At the same time, he felt as if his body had been thrown into a pot filled with boiling water that was constantly being heated, making it unbearably hot.

Putting his hands on the edge of the bathtub, he struggled to get up and call for help, but just as he was lifting his body, he sat down again. The blood spread in the bathtub and dyed the petals black and red.

"Ahem, vomit..." Chen San's eyes were bloodshot and he began to vomit and have diarrhea.

Severe pain spread throughout his body. Chen San felt that his physical strength was instantly drained. He collapsed in the contaminated bathtub and began to convulse.

At this moment, he still has the glory of being the son of the head of the Chen family. His original arrogance and arrogance have disappeared without a trace. His face is pale and distorted, and tears are streaming down his face like a fish that fell into the wastewater pool of a chemical plant. He is filled with only despair.

"Ding!"

A text message alert came from the phone, but Chen San had already lost the energy to stand up and look. He just kept twitching, as if he could die at any time.

The severe pain in his abdomen felt like someone had pierced his intestines, tearing his internal organs bit by bit. The spoiled man couldn't bear it at all, and he could no longer see anything in the darkness before his eyes.

"Ho... uh..."

He struggled and twitched his nose to breathe, and closed his mouth to swallow back all the life force that was escaping crazily, but it was all in vain. The unspeakable part was like an open reservoir, expelling all his life force.

Finally, when the stench replaced the aroma and occupied the entire bathroom, Chen San finally ended his long painful torture, and at the same time, his short but corrupt life ended.

After a while, his confidant led a girl with a pale face, cold temperament, and stubborn but determined eyes to the door and rang the doorbell, but no one opened the door for dinner.

After repeating it three times, the confidant noticed something was wrong and took out the spare key card and opened the door.

There was no one on the luxurious bed, but the light in the bathroom was on, and there was a faint fishy smell.

The confidant's expression suddenly changed, and he rushed to the bathroom and opened the door.I saw that in the bathtub in the center, my master was soaked in the foul smelling blood, and he had already lost his life.

There is an unread text message on the mobile phone placed on the shelf.

It was a bank transfer notification, and the money he had just lost at noon was returned.

As Xia Di said, it is Chen San who needs money.

……

"Don't you feel sick?"

In the Chen Manor, a man in formal attire sat in front of the dining table, holding a knife and fork in both hands and skillfully cutting up three mature Angus steaks.

He has an elegant demeanor, just like a young man from a noble family. The word "elegant" seems to be tailor-made for him.

Even though we were just having lunch, there was an inexplicable sense of ritual.

Opposite him, sat a somewhat old-fashioned young man. At this time, he was pouring a plate of roasted pig brains into the rice and stirring it evenly with chopsticks. It looked so sticky and disgusting that the elegant man couldn't help it. He broke his own rule of not talking when eating or sleeping.

However, the young man didn't care at all. He picked up a large piece of roasted pork kidney and put it into his mouth, chewed it slowly, then took a bite of the rice, and then said unhurriedly:
"You, you just like to pretend to be elegant with foreign products. At least it looks cooked to me, and you are not afraid of parasites even if you are bloody and mushy.

And the stuff in the water is always delicious. If you don’t believe me, try it. "

As he spoke, he pushed forward the nine-turn pork sausage and roasted pork kidney in front of him, wanting to share his delicious food with the man.

However, the man opposite him didn't buy it at all. He glanced at him coldly and continued to eat his thick-cut steak.

"Tch, just pretending." The young man curled his lips.

Just when the two of them were looking at each other in disgust, a bodyguard in black walked in, holding a phone in his hand and looking solemn:
"Second Young Master, Fourth Young Master, and Third Young Master, something happened."

"What's more important than my second brother's meal? Let's leave that heartless guy alive until he's dead." The young man glared at the bodyguard with dissatisfaction and signaled him to get out of here and stop disturbing their brother's relationship.

The bodyguard was stunned by this scene of brothers and sisters. He was stunned for a moment and then stammered:
"Ah this...but he is really dead."

"Is there such a good thing?" After hearing this, the fourth young master of the Chen family who was eating pork kidneys stood up straight.

When the third child dies, not only does he have one less person to compete with him for his father's love, but his inheritance rights are also among the top three for an unprecedented time. He can even get the properties he has been coveting for a long time. What a cool plot this is. ah.

The second young master, who was more mature and steady than him, looked at the bodyguard and asked the key question: "How did he die?"

"Preliminary judgment is that he died from ruptured internal organs, but there are no obvious injuries on the body surface. It seems that his internal organs were minced directly through the flesh." The bodyguard's voice was a little solemn. This is not a normal way to die. Someone who can do this Either a hybrid or a dragon.

Well, some unspeakable and subtle wound was not widely publicized.

"Interesting." The second young master of the Chen family was also interested in this novel way of death. "Come on, take me to the scene to see it."

Chen Si looked at him sideways: "Just now, you said that eating pig semen is disgusting, but now I rush over to see the corpse, isn't it disgusting?"

He didn't have a very good relationship with Lao San. The little kid always bullied him when he was a child. Every time he trained for fighting, he would force him to team up with him just because they were similar in age.

So he actually wished that the third child would die soon. Not laughing out loud was already the greatest respect for the deceased.

"After all, they are half-brothers. When my father finds out, he might blame him." There was also no sadness on Chen Er's face, as if the person who died was an insignificant person.

"Tsk, it's really troublesome. Even if you die, you won't be able to live in peace."

The bodyguard watched the two brothers leaving side by side while chatting, and couldn't help adjusting his sunglasses.

Although I knew that the people in the Zong family had some brain problems and that their brothers and sisters were all the same as their stepmother, I didn't expect that the relationship between them would be so bad.

"What kind of devil family is this?"

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