The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Huang Jingyi: Although she really wanted to have dinner with the male god, she didn't want blood splashed on the spot!

It's not that she was cowardly, she was afraid that her own blood would scare the male god Yan...

Also, the elders of Yan Nanshen are really scared~ 嘤嘤嘤~

"Why did you scare her?"

Yan Tao smiled helplessly.

Qin Zong glanced at her indifferently, then turned around coldly: "I didn't."

The little girl is too timid.

Yan Tao shrugged: Well, just pretend you don't have one.

She threw the Chinese medicine bag in her hand to Lian Feng, and lay down lazily on the sofa, with half of her body pressed on Qin Zong's body, "Adjutant Lian, please excuse me. Grind it all into powder, it should be as fine as flour. "

Lian Feng was carrying a large bag of traditional Chinese medicine: "Shen Yan, are you kidding me?"

So many!

Yan Tao smiled slowly: "I never joke."

Lian Feng wailed in his heart, he had to wait until that year and that month!

"Can I refuse?"

Yan Tao's pretty eyebrows raised, and he pointed the corner of the wall with his plain fingers, "Punish standing and grinding medicine, choose by yourself."

The young man's words were calm, but with a great sense of shock.

And... Lian Feng knew the young man's skill, and it would be a matter of minutes to knock him down, so he could only sadly carry the bag to work.

The doorbell rang again, and Qin Zong leaned on the sofa without moving, reading the newspaper steadily.

Yan Tao got up and went to open the door.

Outside the door, Chu Yu led a follower with a polite smile, "Hello, Master Yan."

From the Green Gang?

"come in."

Chu Yu is here to deliver invitations.

"A traitor appeared in the Youth Gang this time, which caused a lot of inconvenience to Mr. Qin and Mr. Yan. In order to express our apologies, the leader invited you two to participate in the Marseille of THE GHOST."

Chu Yu handed the invitation to Yan Tao, "Also, this is the money that Young Master Yan participated in black market boxing matches and gambling games, all of which have been put into this card."

If this money is put on ordinary people, most of it may be deducted by the casino.

However, they had seen the young man's defiant methods and abilities, so they offered the money automatically without Yan Tao's telling.

Yan Tao flipped through the invitation card, looked at Qin Zong with raised eyebrows and smiled, "Do you want to go?"

Qin Zong turned over a page of the newspaper, his indifferent voice could not hear any emotion, "Go."

If he didn't go, the little rascal might show his feet.

After Chu Yu left, Qin Zong took out his mobile phone, tapped it and handed it to Yan Tao, and said coldly, "Remember this man's appearance, his name is Xu Chong, he is from the Taoist sect, he has been traveling for many years, and now he has no People could find him, and most people thought he was dead."

Qin Zong swiped another page on the phone and said in a low voice, "Xu Chong went to Qingshi ten years ago and stayed there for a year."

Hearing this, Yan Tao hooked her thin lips, put her bare hands on the man's shoulders, "A shield?"

"It's good that you understand." Master Qin's face was cold and his brows were cold, his cold eyes fell on the smiling face of the young man, and he said with a sneer, "Anyone who casually exposes his cards is called a fool!"

Fool Yantao: Grievance.jpg Wasn't it for the hero to save the beauty?

In the end, it was a fool.

Qin Zong prepared the materials very well, and was able to perfectly explain the reason why the little fat man became Yan Tao now. After speaking, he stuffed the phone into Yan Tao's hand, "Memorize all these things. Next time, I won't clean up the mess for you and wipe your ass!"

Yan Tao's peach blossom eyes were as bright as stars, and his upper body was leaning towards Qin Zong's direction. He smiled wickedly, and his eyes immediately filled with flair, "Daughter-in-law, you are really thoughtful."

Qin Zong stood up suddenly before Young Master Yan's body was pressed down, and watched the boy fall on the sofa, kicked the edge of the sofa with his long legs, and kicked him and the sofa into the corner.

Out of sight is quiet!