Warning! A hidden dragon has emerged!

A wicked smile crept onto Qin Quan's lips.

"I will make you wish you were dead."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Butterfly's arm, pulling her hard before she could react!

Stab it!

The sound of flesh tearing echoed all around. A bloody arm was ripped off by Qin Quan, and crimson blood gushed out, instantly staining the ground beneath their feet.

Butterfly's face turned deathly pale with pain, veins bulging on her forehead, and cold sweat trickling down her cheeks to the ground.

She gritted her teeth and persevered, not uttering a single sound.

"That's backbone!"

Qin Quan scoffed, his sarcasm evident in his words.

"I'll see how long you can hold out."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his leg and stomped down.

Click!

The butterfly's leg was crushed, and the sound of bones breaking was chilling.

She convulsed violently, her body curled up in a ball, still clenching her teeth tightly, without uttering a single utterance of begging for mercy.

Despair spread through his eyes like a tidal wave.

"Great! Excellent!"

Qin Quan's eyes flashed with even more murderous intent. He tossed the dying butterfly aside like trash, placing it next to the unconscious scorpion.

Turning to Xie Honglong, who was ten meters away, he beckoned to him with his finger and said coldly:

"Should you come here, or should I go to you?"

Xie Honglong was terrified, his legs felt like lead, and he couldn't take a single step. He wanted to escape, but he didn't have the strength to move an inch.

His legs suddenly went weak.

He knelt down with a thud, his forehead hitting the ground hard three times.

"Master Quan...Master Quan! This has nothing to do with me! I'm just a lowly errand boy, please spare my life! I have elderly parents and young children to support, I can't die!"

"Find a quiet place and take them there."

Qin Quan spoke in a cold voice, as if issuing an imperial edict, brooking no argument.

"If you do it well, you may be spared death; if you do it poorly, you will pay with your life."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Xie Honglong instantly saw a glimmer of hope and scrambled to Qin Quan's side, fawningly saying, "Don't worry, Master Quan, I guarantee I'll handle it perfectly!"

He quickly picked up the badly injured butterfly and scorpion and haphazardly stuffed them into the car.

Without daring to delay for even a moment, he stepped on the gas and hurriedly drove away.

The area in front of the villa instantly became quiet. Qin Quan glanced indifferently at the Lin Guozhong couple who were standing there dumbfounded.

"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and clean up the bloodstains at the door."

"Oh...yes, yes, yes!"

Mr. and Mrs. Lin Guozhong were terrified.

He obeyed Qin Quan's orders without question.

The two rushed into the villa's yard, grabbed brooms and high-pressure water guns, and frantically washed away the bloodstains on the ground.

Just then, the villa gate was suddenly flung open.

Hearing the commotion, Lin Wanrou, Old Master Lin, and others rushed out in a panic, their faces full of worry.

"Xiao Qin, what happened just now? I think I heard fighting!"

"Old Master Lin asked urgently."

"Qin Quan, is someone causing you trouble?"

Lin Wanrou was extremely nervous. She looked around, but apart from Lin Guozhong and his wife who were cleaning the floor, she couldn't see anyone else. Her worries deepened.

Qin Quan chuckled awkwardly, reached out and ruffled her hair, and said with a smile:

"Who dares to mess with me? I'll make them kneel down and sing 'Conquer' in a heartbeat."

"What was that ping-pong sound just now?"

Lin Wanrou persisted, pressing for answers with her eyes full of doubt.

"It's nothing, I just accidentally knocked over some things."

Qin Quan changed the subject, put his arm around her shoulders, and said earnestly:

"I have something urgent to do today, so I won't be able to take you to the company. Please drive yourself there and be careful."

Lin Wanrou looked at the seriousness in his eyes and instantly understood what was going on. She didn't ask any more questions and nodded gently.

"Okay, take care too. Call me if anything happens."

Qin Quan nodded, greeted Grandpa Lin and Mr. and Mrs. Lin Guohua, and then turned and boarded the Tank 700.

The vehicle started, the engine roared, and it sped away, raising a cloud of dust.

"Uncle, why are you washing the floor so early in the morning?"

Lin Wanrou looked at the busy Lin Guozhong and his wife.

Her voice instantly drew everyone's attention back to Lin Guozhong and his wife.

This lazy, good-for-nothing eldest son of the Lin family, who never does any work, actually comes to the villa to wash the floor early in the morning.

The sun has risen in the west!

"Boss, come here!"

Old Master Lin's face turned ashen, and he reprimanded in a deep voice.

Lin Guozhong seemed not to hear, continuing to frantically wash the floor until the bloodstains were completely removed. Only then did he walk dejectedly to the old man.

"dad……"

"What exactly happened just now?"

The old man questioned him sternly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Guilan could no longer hold on. Her legs gave way and she knelt down, sobbing and crying.

"Dad, just now... if it weren't for Master Qin, we would have been dead already... Waaah..."

"What exactly happened? Explain yourself!"

Old Master Lin's heart skipped a beat, and he pressed for an answer in a deep voice.

While sobbing, Mr. and Mrs. Lin recounted in detail how the scorpion and butterfly had taken them hostage and how Qin Quan had rescued them, leaving out no detail whatsoever.

Upon hearing this, the Lin family members were all stunned, their faces turning deathly pale.

After a long while, Old Master Lin finally came to his senses and let out a long sigh, his tone heavy.

"Our Lin family owes Qin Tian a tremendous favor; this debt of gratitude can never be repaid in a lifetime!"

……

A gentle morning breeze swept across the top of Tianlu Mountain.

The shadows of the trees swayed, and the leaves rustled.

The mountain was shrouded in mist, giving it an eerie and sinister feel.

Xie Honglong dragged the badly injured scorpion and butterfly to the pavilion on the mountaintop, then quickly called Qin Quan, gave him the address, and barely dared to breathe.

Before long, Qin Quan parked the Tank 700 at the foot of the mountain, leaped up, lightly touched the treetops with his toes, and his figure soared up like a startled swan. In a few leaps, he landed in the pavilion.

With flowing robes and an imposing presence, they exuded an aura of authority.

"The place you chose is good."

Qin Quan glanced around and said calmly:

"Two days ago, Qiu Qianchi was buried here, and her ashes are scattered all over the mountains."

Xie Honglong felt a chill run down his spine and broke out in a cold sweat.

This is the very place where Qin Quan killed Qiu Qianchi and severely injured Tang Tian and Tang Kuo on that day.

Xie Honglong knew that Qin Quan was warning him.

So he chuckled awkwardly and said, "As long as Master Quan is satisfied, that's fine."

"Go down the mountain and keep watch. If you dare to let even one person up the mountain, you'll have to answer to me with your head."

Qin Quan gave the order in a cold voice.

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll go right away!"

Xie Honglong felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He immediately turned around and ran down the mountain without looking back.

Inside the pavilion, only Qin Quan and the two seriously injured men remained.

He pulled a box of gold needles from his pocket, and his face instantly turned cold.

As the needle box was opened, his expression became increasingly focused, his gaze sharp, and spiritual energy quietly surged around him.

He raised his hands, and countless golden needles were lifted by wisps of spiritual energy, floating in the air, shimmering with golden light, a truly magnificent sight.

"fall!"

His palm pressed down sharply, and his words became law.

The suspended golden needles fell like a torrential rain.

Whoosh whoosh!

Each needle pierced every vital point of the scorpion and butterfly with perfect precision, without the slightest error.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Quan twitched his fingertips slightly and gently twisted the needle ends, causing all the gold needles to tremble wildly and buzz.