Chapter 268: Malaysian Gold Knife

Chen Liuhe's dominance and arrogance are simply unparalleled. He must directly talk to the most powerful person in the second generation of the Qiao family. This kind of momentum and courage alone is enough to make people admire three points.
Both Wang Jinbiao and Wang Jinge frowned at the same time, and a trace of worry flashed involuntarily in their eyes.
It is not that they despise Chen Liuhe, but that they despise Qiao Chenfeng too.
Qiao Chenfeng is not the same as Qiao Chenmu. The difference between the two is at least 18,000 miles, nor is Qiao Yunqi comparable.
Regardless of its weight or status, whether inside or outside Qiao's house, it should be too much higher than the two of them. It is the mainstay of Qiao's family. It is a gangster-level figure and can shake when he stomps. The three-shake kind.
"Just because you still want my third brother to talk to you? Chen Liuhe, do you take yourself too seriously?" Qiao Chenmu said.
Chen Liuhe couldn't help but said a slap: "Can't beat?" Qiao Chenmu spit out a water and lay on the ground without talking. Chen Liuhe pulled his hair up again and slapped again.
"Call." Chen Liuhe said with a blank expression: "Since Qiao Chenfeng sent you, then this thing will naturally come to him. No one except him will come tonight. If you don't make this call, I will Kill you!"
Under the oppression of Chen Liuhe, Qiao Chenmu finally could not bear this painful torture, and dialed Qiao Chenfeng's phone.
The wait is long. Chen Liuhe is breezy, and there is no slight fluctuation in his face, but he is a little bit excited. He also wants to see what the so-called mainstay of the Qiao family is.
Wang Jinbiao's face is not so good-looking. Wang Jinhu avoids talking about it. He is a weak person who is afraid of things.
Wang Jinbiao's face was ugly, and his eyes kept flashing, as if he was weighing the pros and cons of tonight, and how to deal with the incident and close the scene.
In this matter, what kind of influence and spread will be brought to him, how should he make the best treatment and interaction between Chen Liuhe and Qiao's family, in a short time, he considered a lot.
Wang Jinge’s idea is much simpler. She is just considering the possible consequences of this incident. Her mood is also complex and unspeakable. She hates Chen Liuhe, but she can’t resist grateful to Chen Liuhe. Afterwards, she realized that this hateful and abominable guy had become the most powerful mountain standing in front of her, and had helped her to shield her from wind and rain for the second time.
As for Wang Jinlong, needless to say, he only considered who could save him and how he could not die. He had no choice but to treat Chen Liuhe as his life-saving straw.
Wang Jinlong ran into the villa with a roll, moved out a Taishi chair for Chen Liuhe to sit, and respectfully took out the cigarette to help Chen Liuhe ignite.
"You're going to do something." Chen Liuhe snorted with a sneer and accepted this series of for granted.
"Young Master Chen, you will definitely save me tonight, right?" Wang Jinlong asked cautiously, without tears on his face.
With a smile, Chen Liuhe didn't speak. At this time, Wang Jinbiao finally couldn't help but came up: "Chen Shao, will this matter... Qiao Chenfeng this person..."
Chen Liuhe raised his eyelids: "It's you who called me, or was you the first one who was afraid?" Tonight's call was not Wang Jinge calling him, nor Wang Jinlong, but this Wang Jinbiao.
Wang Jinbiao's heart shook slightly, and finally he didn't say anything, and silently retreated to the side.
About half an hour later, a black Bentley drove in, the door opened, and a tall, middle-aged man walked off.
The man kept a short inch, wearing a Tang suit, and looked like he was about fifty years old. His thick eyebrows and big eyes were square and square, but there was this natural sharpness between the eyebrows. It brings a fierce sense of oppression, which is very majestic and makes people dare not look straight at it.
The third son of the Qiao family, Qiao Chenfeng, who is in charge of the killing of the Qiao family!
"Ye Qiao!" Wang Jinbiao shouted to Qiao Chenfeng who walked into the courtyard. He was in the underworld and knew more about Qiao Chenfeng's prestige. He didn't dare to show any respect for this middle-aged man.
Qiao Chenfeng didn't even look at Wang Jinbiao. His eyes fell on Qiao Chenmu, who had swollen nose and blood on his face. The two thick eyebrows condensed together, and his face became more gloomy, which made him uneasy.
"Brother, save me, this wants to be killed. He doesn't even take our Qiao's family in his eyes!" Qiao Chenmu saw the savior, struggling and rushed over, crying in his mouth.
Qiao Chenfeng's face was cold: "What's crying? Stand up and talk, something embarrassing."
"Third Brother, that person, you must not let go of that dog, he is Chen Liuhe. He is the one who did the right thing with our Qiao family twice, and he threatened us with a green hat!" Qiao Chenmu pointed furiously at Chen Liuhe, wishing he would cramp his skin and drink blood.
"Shut up!" Qiao Chenfeng scolded, and the scared Qiao Chenmu shivered, and immediately stopped.
A pair of tigers turned their heads and landed on Chen Liuhe. Qiao Chenfeng narrowed his eyes and said, "You are Chen Liuhe?" He looked up and down: "Sure enough, he is a hero, and he is better known to meet."
Chen Liuhe drew his ears and looked around Qiao Chenfeng, laughing: "This routine is a bit unintelligible. I know I am very good, but as the Qiao family, I praised me for the first time. I still have some Not used to it."
Qiao Chenfeng smiled: "I just told the truth, but it is a good thing for young people to have the ability, but it is dangerous to be arrogant or even do not know how high the ground is. It is very dangerous. Do you know how many self-proclaimed people like you in Hangzhou each year? Are extraordinary young people sinking to the bottom of the river?"
"I'm really looking forward to the Qiao family sinking me to the bottom of the river, but I'm afraid you Qiao family don't have that ability." Chen Liuhe said with a smile, sitting on the stool and never got up, this is the most red fruit contempt.
"I am not talking on my lips." Qiao Chenfeng said lightly: "Young man, I know that you are not easy to come to, your information is at least as thick as a book in my study, but that is all past smoke, your energy It's not as good as deterrence, at best it's just dying."
"There are many people who give me this kind of evaluation, but if you look around, even if you hate me again, dare to do it to me? Not that they don't want to, but they don't dare, why? Because they are still afraid of me." Chen Liuhe Laughed.