Chapter 394 Don't Call Me Mr. He, Call Me Brother Chen

Chapter 394 Don't call me Mr. He, call me Brother Chen

He Chen stopped sending cigarettes to his mouth, and stared at Shang Yu without a word.

He pursed his lips and breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes fell on Li Qiao's face, "A boring and hypocritical man like him, what else do you like about him except his face?"

Li Qiao silently glanced at the clips on the ground.

Shang Yu raised his eyebrows, his eyes were cold, "Do you want to go back to the He family?"

He Chen choked for breath and stopped talking.

Not only that, but also the cynical frivolity in him disappeared.

It turned out that He Chen was also a member of the Palmahe family.

At that time, the information given to him by Shen Qingye of the Sixth Bureau did not mention He Chen's background.

After a short period of silence, He Chen smashed the cigarette butt on the ground, his cold eyes collided with Shang Yu's deep eyes, and he stood up the next second, "I really didn't realize before that you are a bastard and a fool!" potential."

Li Qiao thought he was going to fight, so he was ready to defend, but he turned around and walked out the door after cursing.

Shang Yu noticed the girl's tense body, and stroked her back with his palms soothingly, "It hurts?"

Li Qiao shook her head, grabbed his fingers from behind and squeezed them, while He Chen, who had already walked to the door, stood still and turned around, snorted angrily, "Come with me."

The man squeezed Li Qiao's fingers without looking at him, "Bring him here."

"I really owe you!" When He Chen saw Shang Yu hugging Li Qiaoqing Qingqing, he was very angry.

...

After He Chen went out, Li Qiao leaned on the man's shoulder and pouted at the door, "Are you with him at night?"

She didn't receive Shang Yu's call just now because she was beating He Ao at that time.

Later, when I wanted to message him back, He Chen came again.

Li Qiao didn't forget He Chen's first words when he saw Shang Yu, and asked him why he came back again.

Shang Yu leaned against the back of the chair and hooked her waist, slightly lowered his eyes, "Well, He Chen has just returned to Nanyang, so come over and talk to him about something."

Li Qiao tilted her body and glanced at him, "I didn't expect you two to have such a good relationship."

"Well, it's about the same as you and Yun Li." The man leaned over and picked up the cigarette case from the table, took out a cigarette, and answered while looking at her with curled lips.

Li Qiao understood that it was a relationship between life and death.

After a while, He Chen had turned back to the lounge, walked to the single sofa with long legs and took a seat, cast a sidelong glance at Shang Yu, "Your woman was going to make a deal with me for another man just now, do you know?"

Li Qiao: "..."

Why does he owe so much?

Shang Yu lit the cigarette with a lighter, a thin mist overflowed from his thin lips, blurring his stern outline, "What deal?"

With a smirk on the corner of He Chen's mouth, he tossed the broken hair on his forehead, "She said that as long as I let Bailu go back, the conditions are up to me."

Li Qiao looked at He Chen expressionlessly, while the man beside him took a sip of his cigarette and sneered in a low voice, "You're too embarrassed."

"Why should I be embarrassed?" He Chen's eyes brightened, and he raised his legs and looked at Shang Yu, "Then how about...I'll tell you.

Don't expect Lao Tzu to be merciful and just let Bai Lu go. He broke my rules and let people go without chopping his hands. "

It's as if you have face if you don't let the egret go back.

Shang Yu looked at He Chen deeply with smoky eyes, and the two looked at each other for a few seconds. He raised his eyebrows lazily, "Let's listen."

He Chen tilted his body and leaned on the armrest, shaking his toes triumphantly, "Return the 200 million you won from me just now. Then I'll bet a few more rounds with me."

This time, if he didn't take out 200 million from Shang Shaoyan's pocket, his surname would not be He.

Shang Yu Youyou withdrew his gaze, looked at the girl beside him, "Want to play?"

"Yes." Li Qiao looked at He Chen with a half-smile, "It just so happens that I also want to see what Mr. He is capable of."

Win or lose at the table.

Then, He Chen pursed his lips, with a slight displeasure in his eyes, "What is your name, Mr. He, brother Chen?"

Li Qiao: "..."

...

Not long after, Bai Luhui was brought in by He Chen's men.

He looked a little pale, and his clothes were fairly neat, but his right hand was behind his back. As he approached, there was still a faint smell of blood in the air.

Li Qiao remembered Shen Qingye's request, she must keep Xiao Bai's hand.

She took advantage of the situation and stood up, walking towards Bai Luhui, who also slowly stretched his brows, and nodded to Li Qiao and Shang Yu, "Miss Li, Lord Yan."

He originally thought that he was caught by He Chen and was doomed.

I didn't expect these two to come.

Li Qiao walked up to Bai Luhui, fixed her gaze, and asked quietly, "Hold out your hand."

Bai Lu looked back at that young and steady face, looked at Li Qiao, and stretched out his right hand hesitantly.

There was a bloody hole in his palm.

Li Qiao looked carefully, and Mingyan's cheeks became heavier and heavier.

It wasn't a gunshot wound, because there were spots of rust around the wound and blood was still coming out.

Iron nails passed through the palm.

Thinking of that scene, Li Qiao couldn't help but glance at the corner of the sofa.

Seeing Li Qiao's eyes, He Chen sat upright, with an unlit cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, "Sister and sister, don't look at me like that, I've already let him go without breaking his hand."

He did have someone pierce Bai Luhui's hand with a nail, but that was yesterday.

If he hadn't met Shaoyan tonight, he would have lost his hand a long time ago.

At this time, Shang Yu glanced at the wound on Bai Lu's back palm, and told Liu Yun outside the door: "Send him to the hospital."

Liu Yun responded, Bai Lu looked back at Li Qiao, thanked Li Qiao in a hoarse voice, and followed Liu Yun away.

He Chen seemed to want to stop him, but he thought of something, curled his lips, but didn't say anything.

After Bai Luhui left, He Chen rubbed the center of his brows, his frivolous expression retreated a little, and he squinted at Shang Yu, "Say hello to the Sixth Bureau, and let them stop coming to my site, otherwise it won't be like this next time." It's easy to take people away."

Shang Yu slowly lowered his overlapping long legs, lit a cigarette, and said in a deep and slow voice, "Say it yourself."

He Chen bit the cigarette holder hard, and gave the man a hard look.

Immediately, the group moved to the private gaming table next door.

On the other hand, Luo Yu quietly picked up the gold version of the Desert Eagle and the magazine, reloaded it and returned it to Li Qiao.

Seeing this, He Chen tilted his head to look at Shang Yu, "Is this how you use your Jinsha for her?"

There are not many collector's editions in the world, but he is quite willing.

The man took Li Qiao's hand and sat her down in front of the private gaming table. He raised his thick eyebrows, "It's her own."

He Chen's eyes paused, the guns are fucking couple models, bah!

He snorted coldly, turned his head to look at his subordinates and ordered: "Go, call a croupier to come up."

I don't know if it was accidental or a coincidence, but the girl brought up by his subordinates happened to be the innocent croupier of Li Qiao's gambling table downstairs.

He Chen sat by Shang Yu's hand, leaning on the back of the chair slantingly, seeing the croupier walking in, his brows twitched, "Is there anyone else?"