At the beginning of the blind date, my master forced me to harm the stunning female CEO

Blood Crow nodded sharply.

Qin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at him indifferently: "You want to live, right? Then go kill Song Yuanshan."

what? !

As soon as these words came out, Xue Yao's expression changed instantly.

Isn't asking him to kill Song Yuanshan tantamount to betraying his master?

Blood Crow hesitated, swallowed, and smiled bitterly: "I...I can't do it!"

"It can't be done, right?"

Qin Fan's eyes turned cold, and with a flick of his finger, a silver needle hit the forehead of the young man next to Xue Ya.

The young man's eyes widened and he fell limply.

Blood Crow's heart skipped a beat, feeling that his life was at risk.

The other three people were kneeling on the ground, trembling with fear and not even daring to fart.

Qin Fan looked at Blood Crow with playful eyes and smiled jokingly: "I'll ask again, can you do it?"

Blood Crow trembled all over, gritted his teeth and said, "I...I really can't do it."

"Is it?"

Qin Fan pulled out two silver needles with his backhand and flicked them again.

puff puff!

There were blood holes between the eyebrows of the two young men, and they fell limply without making any sound.

"Can you do it?" Qin Fan asked again.

"I……"

Blood Crow's expression was tangled.

The remaining young man was about to pee with fright, and hurriedly shouted: "Blood Crow, promise him now, do you want me to die too?"

Blood Crow glanced at his companion, and finally closed his eyes cruelly: "Okay, as long as it doesn't harm my brother's life, I will help you kill Song Yuanshan!"

"very good!"

Qin Fan patted his shoulder and smiled with satisfaction: "Go back now. I hope to see the news about Song Yuanshan's fart tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll go now!"

Blood Crow felt like he was being pardoned and quickly stood up to leave this place.

"and many more!"

Qin Fan suddenly called him to stop.

Blood Crow was stunned for a moment and turned around in confusion: "Any other instructions?"

Qin Fan heard this and said nothing. He took out a silver needle and pricked Xue Crow and the others twice.

Blood Crow frowned, his face full of confusion: "What are you doing?"

"What if in the past, you played tricks on me?"

Qin Fan grinned: "I inserted a few needles into your acupuncture points. If you betray me, all the blood in your body will gather on your head, and you will bleed to death from your seven orifices!"

As soon as these words came out, Xue Crow's pupils shrank into a line and he cursed angrily: "You... you are so despicable!"

"Come to Parkson to find me tomorrow, otherwise you will know the consequences."

Qin Fan put away the silver needle, walked slowly towards the end of the street, and soon disappeared into the night.

It wasn't until Qin Fan could no longer be seen that Blood Crow cursed bitterly: "Damn Qin Fan!"

"Bloodraven, what should we do now?"

The young man turned pale with fright, and asked tremblingly: "Do we really have to go back and give the master of the house..."

He didn't finish his words, but the meaning was self-evident.

Blood Crow took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes and said, "Our lives are in Qin Fan's hands, we can only do what he tells us!"

"But……"

"Stop talking nonsense and go back quickly!"

Blood Crow gave a low drink, turned and left...

It's two o'clock at night.

Jiangcheng People's Hospital.

The hospital was empty, except for the nurse on duty, there were no other patients.

Blood Crow and the others went directly to Song Yuanshan's ward.

Crunch!

They pushed the door open and entered. The ward was dark and Song Yuanshan was lying on the bed.

Song Yuanshan had just finished the operation today and was already exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

Blood Crow pulled out the military thorn and leaned gently towards Song Yuanshan on the hospital bed...

Swish!

Suddenly, Song Yuanshan opened his eyes!

Blood Crow froze and exclaimed: "Master! Are you awake?!"

Song Yuanshan looked at the military thorn in Blood Crow's hand and said coldly: "Blood Crow, have you betrayed me?"

"That's right!" Blood Crow admitted through gritted teeth.

"Ha ha……"

Song Yuanshan smiled calmly and asked, "Did Qin Fan ask you to come?"

"Yes!" Blood Crow did not deny it.

"I'm really curious, what kind of person is Qin Fan?"

Song Yuanshan stood up, sat on the bedside, and sighed: "Not only can Harris give up his mission to kill me, but he can also make you betray me. It's incredible."

When Qin Fan was mentioned, Blood Crow smiled bitterly: "Master, I can only tell you that you have provoked someone you shouldn't have provoked!"

"Oh? You think highly of him!" Song Yuanshan looked a little surprised and snorted: "Tell me, what benefits did Qin Fan give you?"

"He didn't do us any favors." Blood Crow shook his head and gritted his teeth and said, "Our lives are controlled by Qin Fan, so... Patriarch, we can only survive by killing you. I'm offended..."

After saying that, Blood Crow raised his thorn and stabbed Song Yuanshan in the heart without hesitation...

Song Yuanshan remained calm in the face of danger. He reached out his hand like lightning, grabbed Blood Crow's wrist holding the military thorn with one hand, and crushed Blood Crow's throat with the other hand.

puff!

Blood splattered!

Blood Crow widened his eyes, covered his neck, and looked at Song Yuanshan in disbelief.

Song Yuanshan smiled coldly: "Although I am injured, you want to kill me? You are not qualified!"

Blood Crow slowly slumped to the ground, despair and fear in his eyes, and gradually became silent.

"Blood Raven!"

Seeing this, the young man roared angrily and punched Song Yuanshan's door...

boom!

Click!

The sounds of broken bones and crisp fractures sounded one after another...

The young man covered his wasted arm, his eyes full of horror.

Song Yuanshan reached into the pillow with his left hand, took out a pistol with a silencer, and pointed it at the young man's forehead.

boom!

He pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The young man's head exploded and his body collapsed to the ground.

"You want to kill me, Song Yuanshan, but you are not qualified!" Song Yuanshan sneered.

After all, he is also a warrior. Although he is injured, his force value is still very terrifying. It is still difficult for ordinary people to kill him.

"Haha, you are worthy of being the head of the Song family. I really underestimated you!"

At this moment, a joking voice came from the window.

"Who?"

Song Yuanshan suddenly raised his head, raised his pistol, and pointed out the window.

The next second, Qin Fan jumped in from the window.

Wearing a crisp suit, he looked relaxed and grinned: "What? Don't you recognize me?"

Song Yuanshan's eyes were cold, he looked at Qin Fan and said in surprise: "Qin Fan? Are you that Qin Fan?"

He had seen Qin Fan's photo before and recognized it quickly.

"it's me!"

Qin Fan lit a cigarette, glanced at the Blood Crow corpse, smiled and shook his head: "Sure enough, these two guys are useless, they still couldn't kill you."

"You want my life?" Song Yuanshan squinted his eyes.

Qin Fan shrugged, blew out a smoke ring, and said with a half-smile, "What do you think?"

"There are many people in this world who want my life, but unfortunately they have not succeeded."

Song Yuanshan snorted coldly and said with murderous intent: "Just you? You're not qualified enough!"

"You will soon understand whether I am qualified or not." Qin Fan bared his teeth and smiled, changing the subject, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, after I kill you, I will let your son go down to accompany you soon!"

"Haha, arrogant!"

Song Yuanshan sneered and suddenly pulled the trigger.

boom!

Gunshots rang out, and bullets shot into Qin Fan's cheek quickly...

But the next moment, Song Yuanshan's eyes narrowed slightly!

He has lost Qin Fan!

What about people?

Why did it disappear all of a sudden?

"I'm here!"

Suddenly, Qin Fan's joking voice came from beside him.

Song Yuanshan was startled and raised his hand to aim at Qin Fan who suddenly appeared next to him.

Qin Fan no longer gave him this chance.

Click!

Along with the sound of bones breaking, Song Yuanshan's gun-holding hand was crippled.

Qin Fan stretched out his right hand, and the military thorn on the ground seemed to be pulled, drawing a beautiful arc and passing by Song Yuanshan's neck.

puff!

Song Yuanshan covered his neck with both hands, blood gushing out like a fountain.

His eyes were wide open, his pupils were dilated, and his face was full of shock.

This...is this Qin Fan's strength?

He was the dignified head of the Song family and had been practicing martial arts for more than ten years, but he was killed instantly by Qin Fan!

He is dying!