He ​​Jiarui's heart was beating wildly. He did not doubt that Qin Jiao had this ability. He knew that she was an extraordinary person based on her strange appearance in this room.

In the past, he thought that a warlock like Qingfeng Sanren who could exorcise ghosts was a rare person in the world, but now he realized that compared with Qin Jiao, he was not even worthy of carrying her shoes.

"Kill someone?" Lao Zhao sneered disdainfully: "Do you dare to kill someone? I remember Qingfeng Sanren said that you sorcerers cannot kill people, because you will cause karma and you will have no peace after death."

Qin Jiao looked at Lao Zhao with a smile: "Then he didn't tell you that the reason why he didn't dare to kill was because the people you asked him to kill were all good people. If they were heinous people, they could be killed."

When Lao Zhao heard this, he took a step back. The confident smile on his face was no longer replaced by panic and fear.

The three of them moved closer together, knowing that Qin Jiao would not let them go, and it was useless to say anything.

They exchanged glances with each other, both of them angry. Old Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "Fight her!"

Lao Wang rushed behind the desk, opened the drawer and took out a gun. Lao Zhao ducked in front of a mural. After uncovering it, there was a gun hidden inside. He Jiarui also knew that there was no other way to go.

He rolled over on the ground and took out the gun from under his desk.

Three guns were pointed at Qin Jiao at the same time.

Old Zhao laughed cruelly: "No matter how powerful you are, can you beat a gun?"

"There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell and you just barge in." Lao Wang felt confident holding the pistol and shouted: "Shoot!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three gunshots rang out almost at the same time, and they were all aimed at Qin Jiao's head, intending to kill her with one blow.

Just when they looked excited and thought Qin Jiao was dead, a strange scene happened.

Qin Jiao stood motionless, she should have died without a doubt, but the bullet suddenly stopped when it was three inches away from her, as if it was blocked by an invisible force and could no longer move forward.

"This...this is impossible!"

When the three bullets fell to the ground like toys, they completely destroyed Lao Wang's inner defense. His body went limp and he fell onto the sofa chair behind him.

She's not even afraid of bullets, so what should they do?

Now they are trapped in this room, and they are unable to respond to calls every day. Isn’t it true that they have no choice but to wait for death?

He doesn’t want to die!

The sound of the bullet hitting the ground was particularly clear, and the crisp sound was like a heavy hammer, hitting their hearts hard.

When there was a gun battle in the capital, Lu Yanzhou interrupted her spellcasting, so He Jiarui had never seen her ability, otherwise, he would not have been stupid enough to do such a useless thing.

Lao Zhao was stunned. Qin Jiao's strength overturned his understanding. He couldn't understand. Isn't she just a warlock?

Qingfeng Sanren is also a warlock. He is like a quail in front of him. He never dares to disobey him. Why is Qin Jiao's strength so terrifying?

"You...who are you?"

Qin Jiao looked over and asked pointedly: "Want to know?"

Lao Zhao opened his mouth, but did not dare to reply for a while.

Qin Jiao smiled nonchalantly: "It's okay to tell you that I am the ninety-ninth generation descendant of Xuanmen and the current head of Xuanmen. My honorific title is Kongshan!"

"Xuanmen?" Lao Zhao is just an ordinary person. He has never heard of Xuanmen at all, but he knows that it must be an extraordinary existence, otherwise such a powerful person would not have emerged.

They shouldn't have provoked her, but it's too late now.

Qin Jiao nodded with a smile: "Yes, Xuanmen." After saying that, she changed the subject, stared at the three of them and said coldly: "This is a secret, but anyone who knows the secret must die!"

The three of them were shocked. They finally understood what Qin Jiao meant when she said she wanted to know.

You can know her identity, but the price is death!

Realizing that Qin Jiao was about to take action, Lao Wang was the first to surrender. He knelt on the ground with a plop and crawled all the way to Qin Jiao's feet, not daring to touch her. He cried and laughed and begged for mercy: "Miss Qin, Qin

Master! I am willing to be your slave. From now on, I will do whatever you ask me to do. I will never say anything. I just ask you to let me live. Please, please spare my life!"

Qin Jiao, the old dynasty, kowtows, each one harder than the last.

Qin Jiao was unmoved. The three of them were carrying countless lives on their bodies. They had committed many evil deeds in their lives, and they were all to blame for their deaths!

"Bang!"

The sound of gunshots suddenly rang out. Qin Jiao had already noticed it and looked over with raised eyebrows.

The person who shot was He Jiarui, and the person who was shot was Lao Wang. The bullet penetrated his temple. His body froze and he looked at his beloved godson in disbelief.

Lao Wang never imagined that the person who wanted to kill him turned out to be He Jiarui. He loved him so much and even valued him more than his own father. Why did he? Why did he want to kill him!

Before he died, he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.

Lao Zhao didn't react for a while, but soon he realized something, raised his hand and pointed the gun at He Jiarui.

"Bang!"

Too late!

He Jiarui was faster than him, and the bullet penetrated his chest with a pop.

"You bastard, how dare you!" Lao Zhao vomited blood and tried his best to pull the trigger, but He Jiarui didn't give him this chance.

"Bang bang bang bang..." Gunshots sounded one after another. He Jiarui seemed to hate his father and was unwilling to give him a happy life. He shot his body several times until the bullets were exhausted.

Lao Zhao's body trembled and trembled. He was so stunned that he vomited blood and collapsed in anger and unwillingness.

Qin Jiao watched this scene quietly. She knew that He Jiarui was a ruthless person. Even without her, sooner or later he would kill them and completely control the industry in his hands.

A few drops of blood spattered on He Jiarui's face. He raised his hand to wipe it off and threw the gun on the ground.

At this time, he was like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. He stared at Qin Jiao for a long time and said, "This business is so profitable. Even if we don't exist, someone else will do it."<

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Qin Jiao nodded slightly in agreement.

"If I meet you again one day, I will definitely let them go down to accompany you."

"Miss Qin, let me make a deal with you."

Qin Jiao remained silent, waiting for his next words.

"I have a list, including our partners and our industry leaders, as well as the information of the victims, even those who were sent to mental hospitals despite being mentally normal. I have the details of everyone

And the handle."

Having said this, He Jiarui breathed out a breath and paused before continuing.

"This time I can fully cooperate with the police, Miss Qin, I want to be a tainted witness."

Qin Jiao laughed after hearing this: "Mr. He, you have missed the opportunity."

"Don't you want to avenge them? We are not the only enemies they have!"

Qin Jiao knew who he was talking about and said indifferently: "You will be more obedient if you die."

He Jiarui understood instantly that a strong reluctance welled up in his heart, his chest heaved violently, and the fear of death drove him into madness. He suddenly bent down, picked up his father's gun, and fired several shots at Qin Jiao.

The bullets stopped in front of Qin Jiao. When she raised her hand, the bullets flew towards He Jiarui.

He Jiarui's eyes widened and he looked at the bloody holes on his body. He laughed crazily: "Qin Jiao, do you think you won? Do you know that Qingfeng Sanren's senior brother is here? Guess where he is?
Chapter completed!