Qin Hao smiled slightly, stared at Song Changqing calmly, and then said, "Don't come to harm, Song Changqing." ”

"Qin Hao! you...... Are you ...... today? Aren't you going to Ying'er?"

Song Changqing pointed at Qin Hao and immediately shouted out in shock.

Qin Hao's expression was still flat, he took two steps forward, then looked at the office casually, and said, "The decoration is good, I can't see it, you are quite tasteful." ”

As he spoke, he walked over to the wine cabinet, opened the door, and began to pick out the wines inside.

Song Changqing looked at Qin Hao's leisurely appearance, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and then he took two steps back without a trace, and quietly pressed a hidden alarm under the desk.

Qin Hao didn't even look back, he picked out a bottle of very strong whiskey from the wine cabinet, took it out, and said: "Don't waste your efforts, if I can stand in front of you, it means that all the security forces in this building no longer exist." ”

Song Changqing's face turned pale at first, and then he forcibly calmed down, and then sat directly on the sofa calmly, looked at Qin Hao, and said with appreciation: "It's a good sound." But do you really think I can't do it?"

Qin Hao looked at him, then nodded very seriously, and said, "You really have no choice, I promise." ”

After he finished speaking, he ignored Song Changqing, but directly opened the bottle and poured a full glass of whiskey.

The strong aroma of wine immediately permeated the small office.

Qin Hao looked at Song Changqing, he raised his wine glass, took a sip lightly, and then said, "This wine is good." ”

Qin Hao was calm and terrifying now.

But the calmer it is, the more terrifying the oppressive storm behind it.

Song Changqing knew this very well, he took a deep breath, and then said: "Qin Hao, aren't you afraid of the Xiao family's pursuit! If you kill me today, you will definitely not be able to get out of this door!"

Qin Hao put down his wine glass, frowned slightly, and then said, "Song Changqing, there is a question that I am very puzzled about. ”

He looked at Song Changqing, and then continued: "Why are you, there is not even a trace of hatred in your eyes?"

"Could it be that I didn't kill your Song family's clansmen, but other inconsequential little characters?"

"Or, in your eyes, the death of these people has no effect on you at all? Seeing your people die one after another in front of you, your son, your brother, your flesh and blood, don't you have any fluctuations?"

"I'm disappointed in you. I thought you would be angry and desperate when you saw me, but you had to move out of Xiao's house to intimidate me, trying to make me feel a little jealous, and then steal my life and leave a life. ”

"Is the life and death of all the people around you less important to you than your own?"

These words were directly like sharp arrows, piercing deeply into Song Changqing's heart. His hands clenched into fists, his whole body trembling.

Qin Hao's every sentence hit the key point in his heart. When his people were slaughtered, there was grief and anger in his heart, but his grief disappeared without a trace in the face of his own life. After facing Qin Hao, his anger was just pinning his hopes on the Xiao family to help him save his life.

Faced with Qin Hao's aggressive questioning, Song Changqing couldn't say a word.

At this moment, how ridiculous and ignorant he was just pretending to be calm and arrogant.

Qin Hao not only wants to kill, but also to punish his heart!

He wants Song Changqing to die, and his soul must never be reborn in his own remorse!

The atmosphere in the office was silent, and Qin Hao shook his wine glass slightly, then took another sip, and said again: "Okay, Song Changqing, your last time has come." ”

As he spoke, he took out the long nail from his cuff, shook it in front of Song Changqing, and then stopped his gaze on a unicorn ornament on the desk.

The unicorn was cast in brass, with a layer of gold plated on it, and it looked rich and powerful.

When Qin Hao took out the nail, he looked at the unicorn again. Song Changqing's face changed drastically in an instant.

The intentions of the killer and the slain are often the same.

Song Changqing immediately struggled from the sofa and was about to stand up, but Qin Hao had already picked up the slightly heavy gold-plated copper unicorn, rushed behind him with a brisk step, and threw him onto the sofa.

Immediately, Song Changqing grew his mouth, and was just about to shout out at the top of his throat, but Qin Hao was already holding the nail and plunged it deep into the flesh above his head.

The nail pierces the thin scalp and gets stuck in the skull. Song Changqing let out a miserable cry of pain, and then his neck was pinched by Qin Hao.

Song Changqing suddenly rolled his eyes, his limbs struggled violently, while Qin Hao slowly copied the heavy copper unicorn in his hand, and then smashed it at the nail above his head.

The sound of a bell.

The nail sank two inches into the top of Song Changqing's head.

His feet kicked wildly on the ground, and his two hands were also rigidly clinging to Qin Hao's wrists, trying to move Qin Hao's hands away. He desperately opened his mouth wide, but his throat was pinched by Qin Hao, causing him to be unable to say a word.

Clang!

There was a crisp clash of gold and iron again.

The nail smoothly sank into the top of Song Changqing's head three inches, and at this time, only a little tail was left outside.

Song Changqing's struggle was slightly weaker, but his whole body couldn't stop twitching. Qin Hao's expression was indifferent, his hand was still steady, and with constant strength and frequency, he smashed out the last blow again.

With a final bang, the nail sank deep into Song Changqing's head, and in the end, only a small black disc was left tightly against his scalp.

Qin Hao let go of his hand, and Song Changqing's whole body convulsed and collapsed to the ground. There was only a slight trace of blood oozing from the top of his head, and the nails were no longer visible under the thick hair.

Qin Hao threw down Song Changqing, but he also sighed, clapped his hands casually, and put the unicorn that had been slightly deformed at the bottom back on the table.

He picked up his wine glass, looked at the brilliant lights of the entire city outside the office, looked a little lonely for a while, and then gently poured the wine in his hand on the ground in front of Song Changqing.

"This glass of wine should be used to pay tribute to the souls of the Qin family who fell into Song Changqing's hands.........

"Blood Debt...... Blood compensation. ”

"Rest in peace. ”

He whispered to himself, poured his wine, and then glanced around the small office again, then walked out of the broken glass window, stuck a safety buckle around his waist on the safety rope hanging from the window, jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the vast night.

(End of chapter)