—— Hyuna Kosang.

Qin Zhong sat on a red wooden chair, if he had eyesight, he could see at a glance that the chair was expensive.

In front of Qin Chong stood two men dressed in black, one looked slightly older and the other was slightly younger. The two of them stood steadily in front of Qin Chong like straight Jin Song, not daring to shake a little, and their heads were also hanging downward, full of respect.

Qin Zhong picked up the dragon well that he had cooked before, put it to his mouth, and blew it gently, his mouth slow.

The two people in front of Qin Chong waited quietly, not even daring to breathe, they had been waiting like this for half an hour, in this half an hour, Qin Chong did not say a word, just a person was seriously boiling the tea in his hand.

"Miss is safe?" Qin repressed the glass in his hand and asked in a deep voice. It seems that after the last conversation with Yu Yang, Qin Chong really used glasses, instead of those valuable cups.

"Yes!" The two of them did not have a trace of sluggishness, and replied quickly, but they lacked the confidence that a man should have.

"Are you sure that kid saved it?" Qin Zhong asked again.

"Yes, sir." It was the younger man who answered.

"It seems that Luo Xue has found a good person, in fact, I still like that kid, if nothing else, at least smart enough." Qin Chong's face was a little rippling, slightly, not very obvious, but it couldn't be hidden.

Poof!

The younger man suddenly let go of his knees and knelt down.

"I'm sorry, sir, for disappointing your expectations." The younger man whispered.

Qin Chong didn't feel a trace of surprise when he saw the sudden scene in front of him.

"Get up, rat, I can't blame you this time, I'm underestimating that guy's speed." Qin Chong didn't look at the kneeling person in front of him, but just said in a deep voice.

The man didn't get up, he still knelt there with his head bowed, although the gentleman didn't blame him, but how could he not blame himself? He is a member of the knife group, and there is never any excuse in the knife to explain himself, a mistake is a mistake, and no matter how much he says, it is wrong. On the contrary, if you are right, no one will say anything about you. Therefore, he will never make excuses for his guilt, he must recognize his mistakes, the honor of the knife is supreme, and no one can put a trace of dirt on him.

The person standing next to the kneeling man did not make any intention to let the kneeling man get up, the sharp knife group is a proud existence, so any person in it will have his own principle of not allowing others to be violated, the character of the mouse, as the leader of the group, he knows very well, as long as he says that he is wrong, it is wrong, and no one can persuade him.

Qin Chong saw that Zi Rat didn't get up, and he didn't say anything to let him get up, the sharp knife was directly ordered by him, and Qin Chong didn't understand some of their tempers.

"Looks like you're trying to punish yourself, and in that case, well-"

When Qin Zhong finished saying this, Chen Long, who was standing next to Zi Mouse, couldn't help but feel a sigh in his heart, and his head, which had never dared to raise it, shook a little.

"Looks like the gentleman is going to use that thing." Chenlong sighed softly in his heart.

The rat was also shocked, but he didn't show any fear, because he knew that this was what he deserved.

Qin Chong turned around and walked to the bookshelf, rummaging lightly in the gaps of a few books, and after a while, a small thing as black as a black plum was held in Qin Chong's hand, that thing made people look at it, and there was no interest worth taking a look at, from the outside, it could only be said to be a slightly smaller version of a sharp knife, this kind of thing, no matter where it could be bought, it was not surprising at all.

But the two people in front of Qin Chong knew what it was.

Ink knife!

This is specially used to punish members of the Knife Team who make mistakes in doing tasks, and this is also the punishment method that has been passed down from the Knife Team for hundreds of years.

That's right, when the ink knife was first made, it was indeed a small black knife, and at that time, as long as the members of the knife team made a mistake, the lighter ones needed to hold the ink knife by themselves, and they only needed to use the knife to stab a 'pass' on the back of their hands, and the deeper ones had to cut off a piece of their own fingers. If it was more serious, then his life would be over, but in the past few hundred years, there has not been a single person in the Qin family's sharp knife group who has lost his life, and even very few people have even cut their fingers. From this, it can be imagined that the efficiency and satisfaction of the sharp knife to complete the task are very high, but this is only the secret son of the Qin family, and only a few big families can know about their existence, and those who are unknown are even more unheard of.

In the past hundreds of years, the ink knife has also been constantly updated with the progress of the times, and when it was passed on to Qin Chong's generation, the ink knife has already undergone earth-shaking changes, the ink knife is no longer just a knife, people who have seen Qin Shi Mingyue should know that the Mo family giant has a non-attack that can undergo all kinds of changes, yes, the ink knife now has several changes, but it is not as powerful as the non-attack, which is also because of the ink knife itself, the ink knife is too small, so its changes will be limited. But even so, the power of the ink knife is still not something that ordinary people can bear.

When the ink knife pierces into your body, that is, the beginning of the change of the ink knife, think about the scene when a sharp knife is constantly changing in your body, turning into scissors stirring your flesh and blood, turning into a rotary blade to cut your blood vessels, can you imagine what it feels like?

"Ready?" Qin Zhong looked at the rat kneeling on the ground and asked.

"Ready!" There was no trace of fear in the words, and he took it for granted!

"Alright, let's go!"

"Go? Where to? Zi Rat didn't understand Qin Chong's words, he should accept the punishment immediately, but Qin Chong suddenly let him go, Zi Rat was puzzled, and Chen Long next to him was even more puzzled.

"You don't think you're protecting Miss, do you?" Qin Zhong asked.

"Yes." The sub-rat bowed his head back.

"You think you have to be punished, don't you?" Qin Zhong asked again.

"Yes."

"Well, so I'm going to give you a chance to make meritorious service and atone for your sins." Qin Chongman said.

"But I still have to accept the punishment, and the merits and demerits cannot be offended." The rat said firmly.

"I didn't say I wouldn't punish you, I just asked you to do something you need to do, maybe it's what you want to do, take it, and bring back all the people who disturbed Miss, can you do it?" Qin Zhong handed the ink knife in his hand to Zi Mouse, but Zi Mouse didn't dare to take it, because it should have been Qin Chong's exclusive use, how could he ask for it.

"This thing has been handed down for hundreds of years to punish people, but in the end, it's just a weapon, and since it's a weapon, why can't you use it?"

"But it's—your—specifically—"

"Is it exclusive? Hehe, this thing is just for window dressing, and instead of putting it like this, it is better to let it do what it can. Take it, remember, those people, they must live, if they are disobedient, you can also leave some marks on them, since it is a torture instrument, you can't insult it, you know? Qin Zhong lowered his body, looked at the rat, and said slowly.

When Zi Rat heard Qin Chong say so much, he directly took the ink knife in Qin Chong's hand and replied respectfully, "Yes, please rest assured, Mr. Zi Rat knows." ”

Qin Zhong patted the rat on the shoulder, smiled, and didn't say anything more.

Chenlong, who was standing on the side, also exhaled deeply.

"Jiang Lingfeng, Jiang family! It's time for us to settle the score. Qin Chong looked into the distance with solemn eyes, and said in a deep voice——

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