Heaven's takeaway courier

After hearing this voice, Qin Xueqing slowly raised her head.

It seems that because of frequent crying these days, the eye sockets are slightly red and swollen.

Tears were still hanging on her face, Qin Xueqing got up from the ground after wiping the tears with her hand.

"Second Uncle, my brother can't just die in such a vague way. As the only elder of our Qin family, you must seek justice for him."

Qin Xueqing looked at the man in front of her with a crying voice and said.

This man is the younger brother of Qin Xueqing's father. Qin Xueqing's father died on the spot in a car accident.

Since then, the entire Qin family has relied on Qin Wanli to manage it, so as not to fall down.

In order to support a large family, Qin Wanli was in his 20s and went out to make a living.

Over the years, after my own unremitting efforts, I finally made some famous tricks.

Now, this Qin Wanli is the chairman of an international trading company in province K, and his financial resources are astonishing.

Hearing the news of his nephew's death, he hurried back to Dongjiang City in his own private plane.

"Don't worry, I won't let the person who killed my nephew go unpunished. The most important thing now is to take care of yourself."

Qin Wanli smiled, and raised his hand to caress the long hair beside Qin Xueqing's ear.

"But don't wait until you beg me to kill that kid, but your body collapses, then the loss outweighs the gain."

Her elder brother just passed away, and now in this world, Qin Xueqing's only personal hand is left with this uncle.

Afterwards, Qin Xueqing nodded slowly.

"Well, I will definitely watch with my own eyes, that Zhou Hao dies."

Qin Xueqing's tone was cold, and after she finished speaking, she slowly raised her hand to take the food from her uncle Qin Wanli.

"I have already thought about it. When I was in the company, I knew some top killers abroad. This time, I will let a friend of mine come over to see."

After a pause, he continued: "Isn't it just a brat, what's the big deal, in front of the person I invited, he's not even a fart."

After finishing speaking, Qin Wanli slowly walked out of the room.

Walking to the door, Qin Wanli took out his mobile phone from his pocket, searched for a while, and pressed a phone number.

"Hello Carl, my friend, I have sent my private jet to pick you up, come here as soon as possible!"

After hearing the response from the other end of the phone, Qin Wanli hung up the phone in satisfaction.

This person ranks No. 70 on the list of foreign killers.

If I had known earlier, there is a rule in the killer power list, that is, if the people behind want to be promoted.

Then you have to kill those people in front of you with your own hands.

As for this Carl, although he is only ranked No.70, he should have known that he only participated in this list a month ago.

In other words, it only took him one month to defeat many masters in front of him in a row.

It can be said that his strength is extremely strong.

This time, as long as he came to Dongjiang, those cats and dogs would be easily caught.

After discussion, the Qin family finally decided to set Qin Donghai's funeral tomorrow, and he also notified many families in Dongjiang City.

Presumably, there will be many people from the Qin family at that time.

What Qin Xueqing has to do is not only to find someone to kill Jiang Hu, but also to completely eradicate the Lin Group.

This time, maybe it's a good chance for her.

After simply eating something, Qin Xueqing slowly came to the floor-to-ceiling window, stood with her hands behind her back, and looked into the distance.

If it wasn't for Zhou Hao's arrival, I'm afraid he would have already successfully entered Province K by now.

Moreover, he also has a greater status in Dongjiang City, but unfortunately, all of this has come to naught.

At this moment, Qin Xueqing's cell phone rang slowly.

Glancing at the number on the phone, he couldn't help frowning.

I don't know the person who called. At this time, who would call me?

Although she thought so in her heart, Qin Xueqing still pressed the answer button.

"Hello, what are you"

Qin Xueqing asked in a low voice.

"My name is Lu Tianxing, and I want to discuss a cooperation with you."

On the other end of the phone, a man's voice sounded very young.

Qin Xueqing curled her lips and said lightly: "No time!"

"No, you have. This matter is related to the murderer who killed your brother."

Qin Xueqing was about to hang up the phone, but when she heard the voice, her fingers stopped instantly.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't understand what this person meant.

"I want to discuss a cooperation with you. I will provide money, and you will provide people. If you kill that boy named Zhou Hao, I will give you a lot of money, how about it?"

"Is it a bit hasty to talk about such an important matter on the phone? If you really want to cooperate with me, come to Dongjiang City."

Qin Xueqing said in a low voice, and after she finished speaking, her face darkened, and she hung up the phone directly.

This person's call came at the wrong time, Qin Xueqing even had reason to suspect that this person's motivation was impure.

As the saying goes, if you don't see a rabbit, you don't cast an eagle. If you don't see him with your own eyes, you won't show your cards.

"Zhou Hao, I must take your life to comfort my brother's Zai Tian.

Qin Xueqing was there now, muttering to herself.

As for Zhou Hao, as usual every day, Wen Yilan was sent to the company in the morning and returned home to rest in the afternoon.

Nothing unexpected happened.

Two days later, in the cemetery in the center of Dongjiang, light rain fell on the ground.

There were many figures, almost all of these people were wearing black suits, with serious faces.

If you look carefully, you will find that these people are the bosses of many young masters in Dongjiang City.

For example, Shi Hua and Shen Yibing, as well as Qian Leshan and Zhou Hong, the representative of the Zhou family.

These people are all high-ranking people in Dongjiang City. They gathered here today to attend the funeral of Qin Xueqing's brother Qin Donghai.

Qin Xueqing stood in the middle, lowered her head slightly, looking very depressed.

Beside him, Qin Wanli stood there.

And beside him, stood a blond young man in his 20s.

"Brother Wanli, why did you call me over in such a hurry this time?"

The young man spoke broken Mandarin, looked at Qin Wanli and said.

"My nephew died for no apparent reason. I called you here this time to let you deal with the murderer who killed my nephew."

Qin Wanli looked at the cold tombstone in front of him and said in a deep voice.

"Oh?" Hearing what Qin Wanli said, Karl couldn't help frowning.

"In your words, how can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer? Is it a little overkill for me to deal with a kid?"