After Du Qifeng finished speaking, he hung up the phone and refused to give Zhu Chen another explanation.

Zhu Chen listened to the beeping sound from the phone receiver, gritted his teeth tightly and cursed angrily: "What a bitch is raised!"

He angrily threw the phone in his hand to the ground, and the phone fell to the ground, splitting.

When this happened, it was no longer possible for him to seek protection from the Du family.

But he didn't know that Du Qifeng had long known that the inspector's office was investigating the case of private organ sales. The business of private organ sales has become a hot potato. He handed over this matter to Zhu Chen to deal with it, just to make Zhu Chen a scapegoat and throw all the blame to Zhu Chen.

After Du Qifeng learned that Zhu Chen had no ability to retrieve the secret of the Xiao family, he did not intend to provide any protection for Zhu Chen. Remember to provide you with wonderful novel reading on the mobile phone in one second.

Zhu Chen sat dejectedly on the chair in the study, his face filled with sorrow. He took out a cigar from the drawer and held it to his mouth, sucking and vomiting smoke with a depressed look on his face.

Although Song Hui has been with him for so many years and has helped him deal with many difficult things and is deeply loved by him, he is unable to protect himself at this time and cannot rescue Song Hui from prison.

The two roads before him have been cut off, and now he can only rack his brains to think about the Dark Organization...

But at this moment, the door of the study was pushed open, and he raised his head in response. When his eyes fell on the door of the study, the cigar in his hand fell to the ground.

He saw Qiu Qianren, whose injuries had recovered, standing at the door of the study room, with his hands behind his back, looking at him coldly.

The temperature in the study suddenly dropped to zero, as if a layer of frost had frozen in the air.

Zhu Chen stood up with trembling body, swallowing saliva continuously, his eyes full of fear, and he said tremblingly: "Lord...you...your injury is healed!"

Zhu Chen never expected that Qiu Qianren's injury would recover so quickly, and he did not expect that the day he had been worried about would come so soon.

Qiu Qianren's eyes were covered with a thin layer of ice mist, which was so cold that it made people tremble. He did not make a sound, but walked directly to Zhu Chen.

Zhu Chen took a step to the side with a look of horror, gave the chair he was sitting on to Qiu Qianren, and then hurriedly offered his attentiveness to make a cup of tea for Qiu Qianren, placed it respectfully next to Qiu Qianren's hand, and squeezed a far-fetched smile on his face, saying, "Lord, I'm relieved if you can be fine!"

"Haha, do you wish I could die soon?"

Qiu Qianren sneered, picked up the teacup beside him, took a sip, and asked casually.

But this was heard in Zhu Chen's ears, and a cold air rose from behind him instantly, and his body shivered.

His legs bent, and he knelt at Qiu Qianren's feet, kowtowed three times, and said in panic: "Lord, everything before is wrong with me! You are not a villain's life, and in the future... I will serve you faithfully in the future!"

"Once one is unfaithful, you won't need it for life! Have you ever heard this sentence?"

"I……"

Zhu Chen looked at Qiu Qianren dullly, closed his mouth, and hesitated and couldn't speak.

Qiu Qianren slowly put down the teacup in his hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "I have let you live long enough!"

When Zhu Chen heard this, his eyes suddenly widened like copper bells, his pupils suddenly frowned, and the cold sweat on his forehead could not stop like a fountain.
Chapter completed!