Warning! A hidden dragon has emerged!

Tang Kuo finally felt relieved.

He bowed deeply to Tang Tian, ​​immediately expressing his loyalty.

"Sect Master, as long as you can save the young master's life, I am willing to give my life, even unto death!"

Tang Tian frowned, his thoughts racing, clearly weighing the pros and cons.

Seeing that he was still hesitating, Tang Kuo quickly stepped forward, leaned down and whispered in his ear:

"Sect Master, if the young master can join the Witchcraft Cult, it will be equivalent to having the dual protection of the Tang Sect and the Witchcraft Cult, and his position will be unshakeable in the future. This is also a good thing for the Tang Sect."

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Tang Tian's eyes, and the hesitation on his face vanished instantly.

The Tang Clan and the Gu Poison Sect both belong to the Southwest. If they join forces, no one can stop them.

Dominating the southwest is just around the corner.

"Alright, I agree, but my son must become a core disciple of your sect!"

"If he can tame his natal Gu within a year, it's not impossible for him to become a core disciple, or even the young sect leader."

The old woman's smile became even more eerie.

"make a deal!"

Just as the two reached an agreement, Lin Guozhong's phone suddenly rang inside the BMW in the underground parking lot.

The caller ID showed it was Chung Chia-ming.

"Master Qin, Zhong Jiaming is calling."

Lin Guozhong's spirits lifted, and he immediately reported to Qin Quan.

Qin Quan suddenly opened his eyes, a cold glint flashing in them.

"Go ahead and lure him to the basement."

"good!"

Lin Guozhong answered the phone and persuaded Zhong Jiaming in a few words to come to the basement to meet him.

After a while.

A furtive figure looked around and stepped out of the elevator; it was Zhong Jiaming.

"Dr. Zhong, over here!"

Lin Guozhong waved his hand.

Still shaken, Zhong Jiaming opened the passenger door and got in without saying a word.

He was so caught up in catching his breath that he didn't even notice Qin Quan in the back seat.

"Damn it, let's get out of here, don't stay here."

"What's wrong, Dr. Zhong? Have you seen a ghost?"

Lin Guozhong joked on purpose.

Zhong Jiaming took a breath, but his face was still deathly pale.

"More terrifying than a ghost!"

"Forget about the hospital for now, take me outside for some fresh air. That oppressive feeling just now almost suffocated me!"

Tang Tian and Qiu Qianchi were so powerful that he was sandwiched in between, looking just like a sandwich cookie.

At that moment, all he wanted was to run away and never come back.

"If you want some fresh air, let's go to the suburbs."

A cold voice suddenly came from the back row, and Zhong Jiaming froze, instinctively turning his head.

When he saw Qin Quan's cold and handsome face, he was so frightened that his breath caught in his throat and his pupils dilated instantly.

"You...how did you get here? Lin Guozhong, you bastard, you dare to lie to me?"

boom!

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Quan delivered a precise chop to Zhong Jiaming's carotid artery, just three inches from the carotid artery. Without even uttering a sound, Zhong Jiaming collapsed limply into the passenger seat, unconscious.

"Go to the suburbs, find a secluded place."

Qin Quan's tone was icy, and his eyes were brimming with murderous intent.

New and old grudges, let's settle them today!

"good!"

Lin Guozhong didn't dare to delay and immediately started the car. The BMW sped away from the People's Hospital like an arrow and headed towards the suburbs.

Half an hour later.

A black BMW drove into an abandoned cement plant in the suburbs, its wheels screeching as they rolled over gravel.

The car came to a stop, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Qin Quan picked up the unconscious Zhong Jiaming with one hand, as if he were carrying a dead dog.

He tossed Zhong Jiaming into the air, and a surge of powerful spiritual energy erupted, enveloping him completely.

Chung Chia-ming slowly rose into the air like a hydrogen balloon, reaching a height of ten meters above the ground in the blink of an eye.

The wind howled, startling Zhong Jiaming awake. He looked down at the ground and was immediately terrified, his face turning deathly pale as he screamed.

"Ah...put me down! People will die like this! Master Qin, Lord Qin, let's talk this out, please put me down first, okay?"

"Are you scared?"

Qin Quan raised his head, a cold smile playing on his lips, his voice flat and devoid of any emotion.

Answer three questions for me, or I'll smash you into mincemeat.

Chung Chia-ming had no idea why he was floating in the air without any safety measures. If he fell from such a height, he would surely die.

Overwhelmed by fear, he had no choice but to confess.

"I'll talk! I'll talk! Master Qin, don't just talk about three, I'll tell you everything, even three hundred!"

Lin Guozhong, standing to the side, was dumbfounded by this bizarre scene. He reached out to touch the air in front of him, but found nothing, no support at all.

This completely overturned his understanding.

What about gravity?

If Newton knew this, he would definitely lift the lid of his coffin to find out.

Qin Quan can suspend a person ten meters in the air with just one hand; such a miraculous skill is no different from that of a god.

Qin Quan's tone suddenly turned cold.

"First question: Who is behind you?"

"It's...it's Ge Qianshan, the vice president of the provincial martial arts alliance!"

Chung Chia-ming spoke rapidly, without daring to hesitate for even a moment.

"The second question is, who cast the spell on the old lady, and who cast the curse on Lin Guozhong?"

"It was Qiu Qianchi, the protector of the Gu Poison Cult in Southern Xinjiang. She's the one who made me cast the curse on Master Lin!"

"The third question: Who started the fire in the suburbs ten years ago?"

Qin Quan's voice was as cold as iron, and the murderous aura between his brows was almost tangible.

"I...I don't know, I really don't know!"

Zhong Jiaming was almost in tears, and he shook his head desperately.

"Master Qin, I'm just a dog they've put on their lap, I have absolutely no access to the core information. But I can guarantee with my life that Qiu Qianchi and Ge Qianshan definitely know."

"Um?"

Qin Quan's expression turned cold again. He suddenly lifted his hand upwards and then pressed it down hard.

Zhong Jiaming was like a fallen leaf, dangling aimlessly in the air. The wind howled in his ears, and the extreme feeling of weightlessness made his stomach churn. His desperate roar echoed throughout the cement plant.

"I'm telling the truth, Mr. Qin, please let me go! I really don't know who the arsonist is!"

Zhong Jiaming's body plummeted rapidly, and when he was less than half a meter from the ground, Qin Quan's eyes narrowed, and with one hand, he grabbed him by the neck as if taking something out of a bag, forcibly stopping him.

Where is Qiu Qianchi now?

Qin Quan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a bloodthirsty killing intent.

"In...in the thoracic surgery ICU ward of the People's Hospital, she wanted to use Gu worms to rebuild Tang Feng's dantian."

Chung Chia-ming's face turned red and his lips turned purple from being choked. He had difficulty breathing and managed to scream with his last bit of strength.

"Useless trash, why didn't you say so sooner!"

Enraged, Qin Quan slammed Zhong Jiaming to the ground.

"Master Qin... I dare not lie to you... every word is true..."

Chung Chia-ming struggled to his feet, his face full of obsequiousness, and tried to defend himself.

Suddenly, his pupils turned crimson, his veins bulged and swelled wildly, and he became like a raging beast, opening his blood-red maw.

Roar!

Countless black Gu worms burst out of his body, like a dense swarm of bees, carrying a foul stench, and attacked Qin Quan!

"Master Qin, watch out!"