Chapter 819 Chongming's Road to Return

Chapter 819   Chongming's Road to Return

Even on their own territory, Chongming can still complete the final kill!

Chongming used such a small thing to prove his sincerity, and also proved his terrifying strength and power.

The group of people dared not neglect it anymore, and immediately called to inform the higher-ups.

Chongming stood there and waited patiently.

Not long after, several cars rushed down the mountain, and a group of people got off the car and saluted Chongming in unison: "Hello, Mr. Chongming! Mr. Chongming has been waiting for a long time! Our boss is waiting for you upstairs! Please come!"

Chongming smiled faintly, raised his eyes, and said: "Lead the way."

After that, a car slowly drove up behind Chongming, someone opened the door for Chongming, and Chongming got in the car.

Chongming would not take someone else's car.

He has always been very careful.

The other party seemed to understand Chongming's caution, so he led the way respectfully in front.

Chongming sat in the car, looking outside the car, his expression was calm, and he seemed to have no emotional fluctuations.

Chongming knew that there were countless cameras pointed at him.

As long as he made a rash move, countless guns would fire at the car he was in at the same time.

Wherever Chongming's eyes turned, the camera would follow.

It can be seen how much the owner of this place feared Chongming.

It only took more than ten minutes to get from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

However, this was Chongming's way back.

When he stood on the top of the mountain again, it was the moment when the King of Dark Night returned.

These ten minutes were torture for the people on the mountain.

For Chongming, it was also a kind of torture.

Everything he wanted to forget, scene by scene, was replayed in his mind again and again.

He didn't know whether he could go back this time.

Yes, there was indeed no one in this world who could keep him.

But the inner demon could.

Chongming was afraid that his inner demon would devour all his rationality, and he was afraid that he would hurt Shen Lu.

A king of the dark night with emotions, is he still the devil he once was?

The convoy slowly stopped at the top of the mountain.

The eyes that had been drooping suddenly raised.

At that moment, the brilliance flashed, the chill was chilling, and murderous intent was everywhere.

This is the real Chongming.

The car door opened, and Chongming slowly got out of the car.

The moment he stood up straight, everyone around him couldn't help but tremble with fear.

The original Chongming is really back.

Chongming strode in, and everyone around couldn't help but take a step back, standing on both sides with a half bow, letting Chongming in.

Chongming strode forward without looking sideways.

The scarlet handmade carpet under his feet seemed to be soaked in the blood of countless people, exuding a chilling coldness.

Under Chongming's feet, it leads directly to the throne.

From a distance, a middle-aged man with a lean figure and fierce features strode over and greeted Chongming from a distance: "Mr. Chongming, long time no see."

Chongming looked around but ignored him.

The next second, a figure flashed out from the dark and blocked the middle-aged man.

The face of the middle-aged man suddenly changed.

Before he spoke, a short and fat man who was busy wiping antiques on the steps spoke: "Orson, don't be rude. Mr. Chongming is not someone you can reach."

The lean and fierce man immediately bowed and stepped back.

Chongming slowly walked up the steps, picked up the antique that had been wiped, and said casually: "It seems that Uncle James has a new hobby recently."

James immediately replied with a smile: "I am old, so I can only have this hobby. I wonder what Mr. Chongming wants to do this time?"

Chongming smiled slightly, put down the antique in his hand, turned around and sat opposite James, without any intention of treating himself as an outsider.

James also put down the antique, walked over with crutches, and sat aside.

Someone brought coffee and snacks, but Chongming didn't even look at them. He went straight to the point and said, "Although Uncle James is semi-retired, he is still very skilled and has many treasures in his hands. I came here this time to ask Uncle James if the experimental materials and drugs my father had done in the past are still preserved?"

The corners of James' eyes twitched violently a few times: "Mr. Chongming is really a joke. How could these things be in my hands?"

Chongming didn't seem to care. He picked up the coffee cup in his hand with his fingers, and moved his fingertips along the edge of the coffee cup. He then gently smelled the aroma of the coffee, but didn't drink it. , just holding it in his hand, he said softly: "Uncle James, are you worried that I will attack here?"

James quickly shifted his gaze and chuckled: "No, no."

"Uncle James has surrounded this hill like an iron barrel. Isn't he afraid that I will attack here?" Chongming didn't intend to give him face at all, and said directly: "I came here this time without hiding my whereabouts. This is also a friendly signal I sent to Uncle James. But I didn't expect that Uncle James didn't seem to trust me very much. There are about ten tons of explosives buried under this seat, right?"

James's face changed suddenly!

It is true that there are explosives buried under here, but how did Chongming know it?

Wherever Chongming glanced, there were places where explosives were buried.

No one is wrong!

A layer of cold sweat broke out on James' back.

This Chongming seems to be more terrifying than a few years ago!

No wonder no one in this world has been able to catch him so far.

How many informants does he have and how many intelligence agencies are serving him?

"I really want to have a good talk with Uncle James when I come here." Chongming leaned back in his chair, smiled evilly, raised his hand to lift a strand of short red hair, and said with a cold light in his eyes: "Of course, if If we can’t have a good conversation, then——”

Although Chongming didn't say the following words, the meaning was already obvious.

If he doesn't get what he wants, he will destroy everything here.

He's always done this.

Sure enough, the flesh on James's face trembled, and he immediately said: "Where, I used to only serve your father. Now that you have inherited your father's legacy, all of this will naturally be handed over to you. But, after so many years, No one has touched these things for a long time. I’m not sure whether they are still there, or whether they are still effective.”

"You just need to tell me where it is, that's enough." Chongming's evil gaze swept over James without any trace of anger.

"That's natural." James immediately apologized and said, "This originally belonged to Mr. Chongming, I just kept it for you."