Villa first floor.

Mr. Xiao and Guagua and his group waited for an hour and found that there was nothing moving upstairs.

I couldn't help but feel curious and sneaked upstairs.

"Mr. Qin? Do you need... help?"

On the quiet second floor, only a lonely chandelier was swaying. A window was opened and there was no one. The wind blew in and the curtains were rubbing.

When Guagua saw his uncle anxious, he also shouted sneakily.

On the second floor of the villa, Qin Kun did not respond at all.

Guagua plucked up his courage and walked around and looked at his uncle: "It's over, the person named Qin is not a thief, right? Let's see if there is anything lost!"

Mr. Xiao slapped the back of the grasshopper's head and said angrily: "Get out!"

Can he be a thief?

All the valuable things in the family are not as good as the friendship between Qin Kun and Tu Yong. You know nothing! Such a person, Tu Yong, is it necessary to be a thief? Can you speak?

The grasshopper was pumped with a grievance.

Mr. Xiao saw that there was indeed no sign of Qin Kun, and when he was at a loss, Tu Yong's phone call came over.

"Hey, Brother Xiao."

Mr. Xiao unconsciously owed: "Young Master... do you have any instructions?"

"It's okay, Qin Kun asked me to tell you that your family is fine. If he takes a step forward, he will not see you. By the way, there is still good news. Do you want to hear it?"

Tu Yong rarely speaks in such a joke tone.

Has he gone?

How did you get there?

Did you fly out?

Mr. Xiao's expression was dull: "Young Master, don't keep it aside... I, Lao Xiao, have a heart hanged when something happened at home."

Tu Yong coughed and lowered his voice: "You and your sister-in-law have never had a queen. Qin Kun said that the timing is wrong. Will the meeting be between God tonight? The spring breeze brings children to your house, and you can get surprises when you go to the house. Remember not to let down the beautiful scenery. Do you understand?"

"ah?"

No... Mr. Xiao can stuff an egg into his mouth: "Young Master... this joke is not funny..."

"I also think, but that's what Qin Kun said. By the way, these are the blessings your nephew and his friends pray for you. They provide Qin Kun with 10 causal accounts. Remember to give the money to the children."

"No, young master, I'm very curious about how Mr. Qin left?"

"The person outside the world has great supernatural powers. You ordinary man ask so much about what you are doing."

Tu Yong's tone clearly showed that he had seen Qin Kun's ability and was a little proud, but he didn't say it. Mr. Xiao was so anxious that he scratched his ears and his forehead. Mr. Xiao wanted to ask a question, but Tu Yong had already hung up the phone.

The busy sound of beeping is particularly obvious in a quiet environment.

Mr. Xiao looked at the grasshopper in confusion, and the grasshopper also looked at him.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

"You ask Qin Kun to be the one who sent his son to Guanyin?"

"Uncle, are you stupid?"

"What is Mr. Qin's identity? Guaigua, you have to tell me!"

"Actually... I don't know either. I opened a ghost hunting inn and felt like a charlatan. Anyway, I'm not a serious person..."

Ghost hunting...

When he came, he said he was feng shui...

Tu Yong also said that Mr. Qin was giving away his son Guanyin...

Damn it!

Mr. Xiao's mind was blown up. Forget it, I don't think about it anymore. Tu Yong praised Qin Kun and he was just thinking too much.

This kind of person is either a master or a liar, but the former may have a higher performance, but in short, it is harmless to him.

Mr. Xiao replied calmly: "Well, I heard that you raised 10 yuan for Mr. Qin to offer sacrifices for me?"

Guaigua rubbed his hands and smiled awkwardly: "Uncle, it's mainly to test whether Qin Kun has the ability."

Mr. Xiao touched Guaigu's head: "I'm pretty conscientious. Okay, the boss behind me also knows him. Remember, Mr. Qin is a master of Fang Wai and should not be neglected. Today's matter is over. Mr. Qin has left, so you can leave too. Don't bother Mr. Qin recently, remember? Wait a month later, I'll visit him with you."

Today, the spring breeze is giving birth to children, and it is clear whether it is a master or a liar in a month. Mr. Xiao needs this time to prove it. After all, Mr. Qin is too young.

Guagua didn't understand, but Mr. Xiao gave him a bag of money and asked them to go out to play. Guagua then realized that it seemed that his uncle had accepted it with his brothers.

...

Linjiang City, on the way to the northern suburbs.

The moonlight is just right.

Qin Kun drove the car, and Olein was sitting in the car.

Pedestrians on the street saw the blonde beauty in the co-pilot of the luxury car, and envied the driver tonight for his blessing.

But Olein, who was sitting in the passenger seat, couldn't be happy at all.

There was a 5mm deep scar on her chin, and the blood had just stopped. If it weren't for her mercy, Olein felt that she would not have survived just now.

The Holy Soul Cult has done so many evil things in the whole world, but the European Ghost Parliament and the Chinese Life and Death Revenge is the most intense.

Leibniz, Pullman, Yunis, Kaman, Belot, Fanning and other believers were buried in China and dedicated themselves to the Holy Church, but this is not enough. This group of people in China's life and death will still be hostile to their apostles of the Holy Souls Church and will be killed without any slightest.

Olein glanced at Qin Kun, who was driving, and smiled bitterly in his heart.

A man who cannot be enslaved by beauty is the real beast.

"Mr. Qin, where are you going to take me?"

"Oh, go to my store. Let's discuss how to reproduce."

In fact, the more charming a woman is, the more charming she becomes when she is shy.

After hearing Qin Kun's words, Olein's cheeks flushed. What does this man mean? Is he a beast or a pervert wearing a gentleman's cloak?

"Reproduction... descendants?" Olein's cheeks burned, "The saint has long been castrated with fertility. What do you want to do to me?"

Qin Kun saw her misunderstanding and smiled: "Don't be nervous, I respect sex workers very much. I won't do anything to you, but I'm just interested in the means you can make others reproduce."

After hearing Qin Kun's explanation, Olein blushed with anger on his cheeks: "Mr. Qin, you can kill me, but you can't insult my identity as a saint! I'm not a sex worker!"

"Same, same, hehe, don't be angry."

The car arrived in the northern suburbs, and before he could reach Baihu Town, Qin Kun enthusiastically asked Olein to get off the car and sat down at a barbecue stall.

A portion of fried noodles, two grilled fish, three bottles of beer, and a plate of grilled dishes were served, and Olein's nose moved.

I was injured these days and was recuperating at that woman's house. I didn't eat much. Although these things in front of me were greasy, they could indeed seduce my index finger to move.

Several malicious drunkards came over at the stalls around.

Qin Kun turned a blind eye and said to Olein: "I know, you killed more than a dozen lives in Wuzhou and openly fought against the Spirit Detective Department. This is a taboo. You almost destroyed the whole family, and you have done it."

Olein whispered: "So what? The true God of Satan will save the world and save these foolish people. We are just pioneers who open the way. It is meaningful to lose every life in China. Those dead are just stubborn confronters!"

Several drunkards who came over to tease Olein froze, their legs swayed, and they hurriedly clasped their fists and closed their eyes: "Brother! I didn't see anything! I didn't hear it either! I went to the wrong place! Sorry!"

The drunk man left with a pale face.

Qin Kun ignored those people and continued, "So, you deserve to die, because you have violated a taboo. This logic is always right?"

"The winner can dominate everything. You are the winner, and you can decide whatever you want." Olein sighed slightly.

Qin Kun nodded: "Don't be so frustrated, actually I have selfish intentions. Let's spread it out."

Olein was stunned.

Qin Kun grinned and said, "The reason why I don't kill you is to learn some magic from you that can give birth to children. In exchange, how can I let you go?"

ah?

Olein's eyes twitched, and his doubts became deeper.

The Chinese Taoist life and death have always regarded the Holy Soul Sect as an enemy, so how could he let himself go?

Qin Kun raised his fingers and said, "I promise that if I reach an agreement, I will personally send you out after I have learned your skills. Next time I see you coming to China and be rude, I will kill you. Don't be nervous, there is no conspiracy, I have killed a lot of people from the Black Soul Sect, so there is no need to pretend."

Olein smiled bitterly. Indeed, it was a coincidence that every time the Holy Soul Cult could encounter this plague god, which was too coincidental.

There is already information about Qin Kun on the pursuit list of the Black Umbrella Mercenaries, and there is also in the sect. The one who almost succeeds is Baron Pullman. Later, this person is getting stronger and stronger, so strong that no one dares to provoke him.

"Can you ask, what did you learn to do?" Even Satan's apostles have the desire to survive. Their lives dedicated to their true God is the best end, not to die in the hands of others.

Qin Kun sighed and said earnestly: "Humans have been through a lot of hardships and have reproduced to this day. Reproduction is a major event in race. There is an old saying in China that being unfilial is the greatest thing for the three no descendants. Many people will be troubled by this matter. Just think that I want to be a Bodhisattva for the world."

Olein firmly refused to believe this kind of crappy reason.
Chapter completed!