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Qi Mingyu's face lost all color in an instant.

"Patriarch... you, what do you mean?"

Qin Junze didn't speak, just stretched out his hand, and slowly took out a delicate pistol.

The black muzzle of the gun glowed with a cold killing intent.

In an instant, Qi Mingyu's entire spine felt chills.

His knees softened, and he knelt down with a "plop".

"Patriarch... What mistake did I make? I don't understand..."

Qin Junze's eyes were loose.

"There are a lot of people coveting my life...Qi Mingyu, your means are not enough."

The moment the voice fell, a gunshot rang out.

Centered between eyebrows.

Qi Mingyu kept his hands raised, his pupils widened.

Before he could even let out a scream, he fell down.

Blood spattered some.

A few drops of it splashed onto Qin Junze's fingers.

He frowned slightly.

Xu Jie beside him immediately ordered someone to bring up a basin of water.

Just as he was about to order someone to dispose of the corpse, he heard Qin Junze speak.

"Let it go."

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When Qin Tang entered the back hall of the villa, he saw such a scene.

Qin Junze was wearing a dark shirt, wiping his slender fingers with a towel.

And under his feet, there was a corpse.

The bright red blood on the white floor tiles is shocking.

Qin Junze was concentrating on scrubbing his fingers, his expression was light and abnormally pale, which formed a strong contrast with the black leather sofa behind him.

Like a blood-sucking noble on the throne, dangerous and expensive.

After wiping his fingers, Qin Junze threw the towel into the basin and leaned casually on the back of the sofa.

A pair of amber eyes looked over and met his gaze.

Qin Tang's eyes dodged slightly.

Then approach.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, he recognized the person. 7K 妏敩

He said softly: "Patriarch, what's wrong with Qi Mingyu?"

"Dead, can't you see?"

Qin Junze's tone was not kind.

Qin Tang naturally noticed it.

But there was no panic.

He raised his head slowly: "Patriarch, are you looking for me for something?"

Hearing this, Qin Junze did not make a sound.

A pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes fell on him.

With a touch of scrutiny.

Qin Tang stood where he was, with his eyes downcast, his expression normal.

After a long time, Qin Junze spit out a word.

"sit."

Qin Tang nodded, walked over, and sat on the sofa in front of him.

The two face each other.

There was a dead body at his feet.

This scene is indescribably weird.

Qin Junze said calmly: "I saw that throughout the whole year, the area under your management in Northern Europe has achieved very good overall benefits..."

Qin Tang showed a modest smile.

"The head of the family has won the prize."

"Okay... a bit out of the ordinary."

Hearing this, Qin Tang's smile froze instantly.

Behind the lens, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and then fell silent immediately.

He bowed his head.

"Patriarch, I don't understand what you mean."

"Really? I always thought that you are quite smart, so don't pretend to be confused now."

Qin Junze reached out and took out a cigarette.

Slowly tap it, bit it between your lips and teeth, and took a sip.

Then he exhaled a thin puff of smoke.

He said slowly: "The casino and entertainment business in that area, as well as the gun smuggling business, stop for me."

Qin Tang was taken aback.

Then he opened his mouth.

"Patriarch, I did not report these businesses to you in advance, but the Qin family has been doing these businesses for a long time, and you also acquiesced, why did you let me..."

Snapped!

A loud slap.

Qin Junze raised his hand, and slapped Qin Tang sharply across the face.

The glasses on the bridge of his nose flew out following the slap.

Fingerprints were obvious on his fair face.

Qin Tang immediately lowered his head.

"Sorry, Patriarch, if you think I've gone too far, I'll stop the business over there immediately."

Qin Junze remained silent.

Reach out and throw him something like an envelope.

Qin Tang opened it suspiciously.

Inside, is a photo.

Max's photo.

A flash of surprise subconsciously flashed in Qin Tang's eyes, but it was fleeting.

Qin Junze observed his reaction.

"know?"

"Isn't he the terrorist who attacked you this time? I saw the news."

"that's it?"

Qin Tang showed a hint of puzzlement on his face: "Patriarch, I don't understand what you mean."

"I heard that you had a secret business relationship with him."

"Business docking, I seldom come forward in person, it's all done by my subordinates, I can't remember this."

"Can't you remember?" Qin Junze looked at him, narrowing his long and narrow eyes.

Then, a black pistol appeared in his hand.

"How about I help you think about it?"

A trace of astonishment appeared on Qin Tang's face.

Then he seemed to think of something: "Patriarch, is it possible that you suspect that I colluded with Max to kill you?!"

"Isn't it?"

Hearing this, Qin Tang's expression froze, and then revealed a trace of sadness.

"Patriarch, I never expected that in your mind, I would be this kind of person..."

He frowned: "I don't know if someone said something in front of you...Patriarch, I have always been in awe of the Qin family and you, and I have never thought of anything wrong, I can swear !"

Hearing his words, Qin Junze's face was not moved in the slightest.

He raised the pistol slowly.

The black muzzle of the gun touched Qin Tang's forehead.

Qin Junze's voice was light: "I'll give you one last chance. If I'm honest, I might save your life for the sake of my second uncle."

Qin Tang met his cold gaze, and was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly.

Close your eyes slowly.

"I still say the same thing, I have not done anything against you, Patriarch, if you really doubt me, I have nothing to say."

After the words fell, the gun on his forehead clicked.

Loaded.

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