The Queen of Rebirth

Chapter 9
Qin Yuanxiu's eyes suddenly darkened for a second, and he pursed his lips tightly, as if he wanted to see something different.

Song Zhenqian calmly let him look at it. Anyway, even if he saw through his eyes, he couldn't see why.

Sure enough, Qin Yuanxiu quickly looked away and nodded.

Song Zhen smiled even brighter, ran to the bathroom to change a set of clothes, and followed Qin Yuanxiu out the door.

At the hotel gate, Fax and Ming Xin were already waiting there impatiently.

When looking at Song Zhenqian's figure, Mingxin was obviously overly surprised. She looked her up and down and teased, "Xiaoyao, are you planning to follow us to kill people?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Qin Yuanxiu's ruthless gaze came straight to him.

Ming Xin shrugged shiveringly, "Qin Yuanxiu, I have to remind you, if you protect Ou Yao under the ivory tower, one day you will regret it!"

Qin Yuanxiu stared at Ming Xin with cold eyes, and the expression on his face was even more frightening!

Fax held Ming Xin in his arms, and seemed to comfort him, "Honey, I won't appreciate it."

Qin Yuanxiu took Song Zhenqian's little hand, completely ignoring the gazes of the people around him and what they said, and walked straight into a black extended Lincoln.

Fax and Ming Xin followed closely behind.

Lincoln was followed by a long line of small black high-end cars, and he was also stunned by this momentum in the quiet of the night.

Song Zhenqian sat in the Lincoln car, quietly looking at the night view outside the window. She was already used to this kind of luxury car, and she was no longer as ignorant as she was when she first came into contact with this social class, so she didn't have the excitement she should have.

The car went all the way to the best luxury K V in S City, a middle-aged man with a crew cut, a little fat, with a gold necklace as thick as the mother of a little finger on his neck, he opened the door of Lincoln respectfully, "Brother Xiu, please get off."

Qin Yuanxiu glanced at him indifferently, got up and got out of the car, turned around, and led Song Zhenqian down by a gentleman.

All the people in the black car got out of the car and lined up neatly behind Qin Yuanxiu, including Fax and Ming Xin.

Song Zhenqian couldn't help but turned her head to look at the dark posture. It was indeed very similar to the scene where the underworld brothers met in her impression. She looked back at the crew-cut man, as if he looked familiar.

"Brother Xiu, this way please." The crew cut man always acted in a humble manner.

Qin Yuanxiu nodded his jaw slightly, and strode into the noisy K and V.

A super luxurious private room appeared in front of them. Except for Fax, Ming Xin and himself followed Qin Yuanxiu into that private room. All the other black suits were outside and kept on high alert.

"Wenfeng." Qin Yuanxiu spoke suddenly while sitting on the sofa.

The short-haired man visibly froze the moment he poured the wine. He put down the bottle in his hand and quickly agreed.

"I heard that special forces often appear in your venue."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, not only the flat-headed man Wenfeng was surprised, but even Song Zhenqian became highly nervous.

"Brother Xiu, I really didn't notice it." Wen Feng quickly explained.

"Fu Siling." Qin Yuanxiu asked Fax to take out a photo and put it in front of Wenfeng, "The captain of the first special forces team, do you look familiar?"

Wenfeng picked up the photo and looked it up and down.

"Brother Xiu, there are thousands of people who come here every day, I really can't remember it."

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, next time you see this person, keep an eye on me." Qin Yuanxiu said coldly.

"Yes, Brother Xiu." Wen Feng quickly agreed, and then asked, "Do you want me to help you solve him secretly?"

Song Zhenqian's body suddenly trembled.

Qin Yuanxiu, who was holding her, obviously felt that something was wrong with her, and turned to look at her.

Song Zhenqian tried his best to control his emotions.

"That's not necessary." Qin Yuanxiu picked up the wine glass and sipped lightly, "It hasn't reached this point yet. As I said, when you can avoid conflict with the government, try not to cause trouble."

"Yes." Wen Feng quickly agreed.

"Besides, what happened to the boss Xiong I asked you to check for me?" Speaking of this person, Qin Yuanxiu's eyes flashed a stern look.

"Brother Xiong's matter has been investigated by my subordinates, and there is no news yet, but brother Xiu, don't worry, even if it is the end of the world, my brother will send Boss Xiong to you."

"It's better to be like this." Qin Yuanxiu said word by word, coldly, "Wenfeng, I have expectations for you. Most of the sites in City S are managed by you. Don't let me down."

"Little brother understands."

"Just understand." Qin Yuanxiu turned to Fax, "Fax, give Wenfeng the photos we received recently."

Fax took out a stack of photos from the pocket of his suit, his blue eyes exuded an indescribable aura, which was impossible to ignore, but he forgot to breathe, "Wenfeng, you are asking for blessings. "

Wenfeng picked up the photo, and suddenly knelt on the ground in horror, "Brother Xiu, you have to trust me, I have no personal relationship with Boss Xiong."

Qin Yuanxiu looked at his panic with cold eyes.

"Brother Xiu, forgive me. I had no other choice. Boss Xiong captured my wife and children and threatened me. That's why I let him leave City S. I didn't intend to betray you..." Wenfeng knelt on the ground, intermittently, Confidently explain what happened.

Song Zhenqian couldn't bear such an appearance.

She turned to look at Qin Yuanxiu, only to see that his face was always cold, without any emotion.

Fax and Ming Xin also looked like they didn't care about their affairs at all.

These people are indeed heartless demons!
In the huge and luxurious private room, Wenfeng knelt on the ground tremblingly talking about the whole story, Qin Yuanxiu crossed his legs, drank foreign wine gracefully, his face was indifferent, as if the middle-aged man kneeling opposite was singing an opera, he just He is just an audience watching a play. The emotions and desires in those plays have nothing to do with him, and he can't arouse any emotions.

Song Zhenqian couldn't help but carefully looked at the man beside him. He had a natural regal air, and he just sat there without any movement or words. He wasn't handsome enough, at least not that At first glance, he looks handsome and alluring, but his strong sense of breath can't help but attract the eyes of both the same sex and the opposite sex.

At that moment, Song Zhenqian seemed to realize that the so-called attractiveness was not superficial appearance at all, but the deep-rooted aura that penetrated deep into the innermost layer of the heart, the aura that could not be spoken but really existed.

"It's getting late, Fax, let's go." Qin Yuanxiu's sudden words made Wenfeng, who was kneeling on the ground, fall heavily on the ground as if he had taken time out.

(End of this chapter)