Tomb Robbery: Immortality starts from Laojiumen

This is how Chen Pi and Cong Ye get along.

The day they can tell each other how much they care about each other, it will have to be the moment of separation.

Grandma's last words were like a rope holding the two of them together.

Cong Ye looked at Chen Pi's dark face. He was mentally older than Chen Pi. Even though he was sometimes more naive than Chen Pi, it did not affect his positioning himself as Chen Pi's elder.

"Since you have started to start your own business now, you will definitely start a family and get a wife in the future!"

Cong also glanced at the wet marks on the ground:

"If you don't think about yourself and your wife, it's not a good thing to have too many enemies."

Chen Pi yells about being beaten and killed all day long. Which girl from a good family would dare to date him?

Cong also clearly caught the impatience on Chen Pi's face.

But the irritation was not directed at him, but at the insubstantial Chen Pi's wife in his mouth who didn't even have a face.

His brows formed a hill: "Women are too troublesome! I'm fine on my own!"

Cong Ye: "..."

Chen Pi can't stay alone for the rest of his life.

wrong.

Cong also shook his head.

Why did he take up the job of matchmaker?

Wasn't his original intention to persuade Chen Pi to avoid being killed?

Cong Ye also brought back his words that had gone so far off track:

"Anyway, don't kill anyone in the future!"

These words unconsciously took on the tone of a mandatory command.

It has always been DuoZhang Chen who has given orders to others. When did anyone else take charge of him?

The boy took a look at Captain Chen's face and his eyes almost dropped.

If anyone dared to talk to Captain Chen like this, their face would definitely fall to the ground.

It was Young Master Cong, why did Captain Chen feel so inexplicably better?

"What happened to me killing people?"

Chen Pi's previous irritability was dispelled by Cong Ye's words. He rested his temples leisurely and looked at Cong Ye lazily.

"Just think of it as accumulating some blessings for me. I don't want your evil to come back to me!"

Cong Ye said this just casually.

Chen Pi's expression changed subtly.

"Okay, okay! Anyway, don't let me find you killing anyone again, otherwise I will..."

He narrowed his eyes, his words full of threats.

Chen Pi crossed his legs, looked him up and down, and asked curiously: "What else will you do?"

Cong Ye showed a bright smile. Chen Pi was stunned. Before he could react, Cong Ye's malicious voice came to his ears.

"Otherwise I will make you impotent!"

Cong also doesn’t believe that there is any man in the world who is not afraid of impotence.

Chen Pi's pupils opened slightly, his face tightened, and the blush slowly spread on his face and behind his ears.

He jumped up, angry and annoyed:

"Cong Ye!"

At this time, Cong had also walked slowly to the stairs.

Hearing Chen Pi's furious voice, he didn't forget to turn around and wave to Chen Pi teasingly.

When Cong Ye's figure completely disappeared from the stairs, the blush on Chen Pi's face did not go away.

He pinched the center of his brow with his hand, and the veins in his red neck throbbed.

"Master Chen..."

The boy pointed tremblingly at the corner of the cubicle.

Chen Pi looked over, and his black eyes suddenly became colder.

Two people with faces full of fear were leaning against the wall, looking at him tremblingly, with wounds on their bodies still bleeding out.

Chen Pi took two steps closer, as if he had stepped on their sensitive nerves.

"do not come!"

"Don't come here! We didn't make a sound!"

"Please let us go!"

"..."

The sweat and tears on their faces intertwined, distorting their faces.

Chen Pi sneered: "After dealing with Diujiang..."

His words suddenly stopped in the air.

Seeing this, the boy cautiously raised his head and glanced at him.

Chen Pi turned around and sat on the stool:

"Throw them back."

The shock on the boy's face was almost gone.

This was the first time that Captain Chen's men were left alive.

The two people who had survived the disaster were also stunned.

The boy didn't dare to say anything more and led others to drag down the two people huddled in the corner.

Chen Pi sat in the quiet room, Cong Ye's words rang in his mind.

He doesn't believe in karma.

If God is not blind, don’t identify people randomly.

It was Chen Pi who killed the man.

Even if there is retribution, it should not be retribution to others.

At the cafe opposite Tongtai Pier, Cong Ye glanced at the man who was kicked by the waiter and rolled away from Tongtai Pier, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Yes, Chen Pi is quite obedient.

He glanced at the clock on the wall of the cafe and walked out. A rickshaw came in front of him.

"Go to Zhang Mansion."

……

Zhang House.

The Zhang family soldiers holding guns saluted Cong Ye:

"Master Cong!"

Ever since some of the soldiers followed Cong Ye to the grave, their admiration for Cong Ye was like a torrential river.

They saw with their own eyes that Cong Ye saved one of their brothers, and also saw with their own eyes what Cong Ye was capable of.

The evaluation of Cong Ye is no longer as simple as the young master of the second master's family.

Cong Ye went to Zhang Qishan's room with ease.

He stood silently behind the adjutant, sighing in his heart as he watched the adjutant personally take care of Zhang Qishan lying on the bed.

Zhang Qishan's condition is very abnormal.

His face was purple, his lips were pale, and there was a large cloud of black energy lingering under his eyes. His frown never relaxed, and his whole body seemed to be trapped in a dream that he could not get out of.

"Cong Ye."

When the adjutant turned around, his eyes collided with Cong Ye's, looking at him in surprise.

After something happened to Buddha, the first person he thought of was Cong Ye.

His instinct told him that Cong might be able to help, too.

Even Cong couldn't help, but having Cong by his side made him feel a lot more secure.

But when he went to Hongfu to find Cong Ye, he was told by the second master that Cong Ye had gone to Nanjing.

Now that I suddenly saw Cong Ye's figure in the room, I was inevitably surprised.

"You're back."

The adjutant is also having a hard time these days.

His brows were also filled with deep tiredness.

He is more tired than Zhang Qishan.

Not only must we take care of Zhang Qishan and find a solution to Zhang Qishan's nightmare, we must also suppress the rumors in Changsha City at all times and handle the affairs of Changsha City on behalf of Zhang Qishan.

He wished he could be divided into three people.

Even with his superior physique, he couldn't withstand such high-intensity running back and forth.

"Adjutant, the dark circles under your eyes are like those of a giant panda!"

Cong also pointed at the two black masses in front of the adjutant's eyes.

The adjutant stood blankly and asked doubtfully:

"What is a giant panda?"

Cong Ye clicked his tongue and forgot that the giant panda was only designated as a national treasure in 1990.

At this time, giant pandas were still wild cubs in the forests of Sichuan.

Only a handful of people know giant pandas.

"That's what you are."

Adorable naive.