Novel: The rich second generation does not pay the debt, and the young man leads his men to ask for an account, but accidentally reveals his true identity

Qin Zimo's voice turned into silk and only reached the ears of Elder Mo alone, and the others had no idea what was happening.

The real big guy behind the Fairview Building has always been a mystery. Looking at the world, the number of people who know the real bottom of the Fairview Building is definitely not more than ten people.

The Northern Palace Meditation, the Southern Xuanguo has a number of Heavenly Spirit Realm strongmen, haunted by ghosts, and no trace is known.

Qin Zimo said the name of the Beigong Meditation in one word, how could Elder Mo not be shocked?

"I am the head of the cabinet, Qin Yuan."

Qin Zimo replied, but it was not the answer that Elder Mo wanted.

In Elder Mo's cognition, he could recognize the existence of the Lord's Northern Palace Meditation and know the bottom of the Jinxiu Building, such people were all famous and famous figures in the Southern Xuan Kingdom.

Qin Yuan was not listed at all.

"What are you going to do?"

Elder Mo wanted to do something to Qin Zimo, but the fear in his heart was driving himself, making it impossible for him to lift his courage. Even, he had a strong illusion that if he shot tonight, he would definitely die.

Qin Zimo no longer paid attention to Elder Mo, but went straight to Mu Yanhuan's face.

Just as Qin Zimo had just said, as long as Elder Mo had the courage to take a shot at himself, even if the Beigong Meditation came in person, it would not help.

Many years ago, Qin Zimo challenged the world's masters and lost the crowd. Beigong Meditation was one of Qin Zimo's defeated generals. The two were in love, often drinking and arguing, but not friends, not enemies.

"Mu Yanhuan, I give you face, you are the Mu everyone in the Fairview Building, and your status is noble." I don't give you face, you're just a corpse in my eyes. ”

Qin Zimo stretched out his left hand and directly squeezed Mu Yanhuan's neck, slowly exerting force.

Mu Yanhuan struggled desperately, his eyes kept looking at Elder Mo, and his heart was filled with fear: "Mo... Mo Lao, save me. ”

This matter is related to the dignity and interests of the Fairview Building, and Mo Lao naturally wants to rescue him. However, Mo Lao did not dare.

That's right, when Elder Mo saw Qin Zimo's plain eyes, he felt as if he smelled a wisp of death and decay.

With Qin Zimo's gradual strength, Mu Yanhuan's face was fierce, his mouth was wide open, and his eyes were round. If Qin Zimo used a little more strength, then Mu Yanhuan would destroy the incense.

When the crowd saw this, their whole bodies were cold and their expressions were frightened.

"Lord Qin's men are merciful, and I will give him a reasonable explanation in the Fairview Building."

Elder Mo couldn't watch Mu Yanhuan die, and immediately exited.

Qin Zimo had no intention of killing Mu Yanhuan, just punishing him a little and giving a big admonition, scaring and frightening.

Qin Zimo let go of his hand, and Mu Yanhuan fell to the floor, covering his neck with both hands, greedily gasping, accompanied by a series of coughs: "Cough cough cough..."

"Give you a quarter of an hour."

Qin Zimo glanced at Elder Mo, and returned to the hall on the first floor with a flash.

"Yes yes yes, Lord Qin wait."

Elder Mo no longer hesitated, and hurriedly went to do things according to Qin Zimo's wishes.

Qin Zimo sat alone in the hall, and the rest of the people all stood trembling, and the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath.

"There's no more wine." Qin Zimo shook the wine jug in front of him, looked at a young woman not far away, and smiled: "Girl, please give me another pot of wine." ”

The young woman was stunned and looked frightened: "Big... Adults wait. ”

In just a dozen breaths, the woman brought a pot of fine wine over, afraid that she would be blamed by Qin Zimo for slowing down a little.

Aunt Mu, who had been powerful for many years, was arbitrarily manipulated by this person and almost died. In this case, who would dare to have a hint of disrespect for Qin Zimo?

Moreover, even Elder Mo, who was sitting in the Jinxiu Building, was bowing his knees and extremely afraid.

"Elder Mo and Qin Yuan obviously didn't fight each other, so why are they so scared?"

The crowd could not understand, and could only swallow the spit vigorously.

Qin Zimo drank a small wine, which was very comfortable.

The white coat is not stained with a little dust and blood, which sets off Qin Zimo's dusty temperament, just like the immortals in the painting.

"My father is a soldier waiter, what are you going to do?"

"Let go of me!"

The silent atmosphere was shattered by this sound.

The Sun family's sons and the Yu family's sons were all screwed out by Elder Mo himself. In the scene just now, the two family princes hiding in the room naturally saw it clearly, and their courage was frightened.

Elder Mo directly threw the two to Qin Zimo's feet, and the look of fear on his face was difficult to conceal: "Lord Qin, are you still satisfied?" ”

Elder Mo was very worried that Qin Zimo would continue to pester, so he lowered his attitude and used honorifics.

"If you say this earlier, do you need to make such a big storm?"

Qin Zimo casually glanced at the two gongzi brothers and was displeased.

"Lord Qin is angry, it is my Jinxiu Building that does not know how to measure up, and please do not blame the adults."

Now Elder Mo's only thought was to send Qin Zimo away, and then report the matter to the Lord Shangbei Palace Meditation.

"My lord, let's pay it back, and we'll pay it back."

Yu Mubai, the son of Hubu Shangshu, pulled out a silver ticket with trembling hands, and the amount was almost five thousand taels.

"I'll pay it back too, let me go!"

Son of Bingbu Shilang, Sun Qian.

The two of them thought that it would be extremely safe to spend time in the Fairview Building. Who knew that things would turn out like this, far beyond their understanding.

Daring to be so brazen in the Jinxiu Building, for many years there was only one person, Qin Yuan, the head of the cabinet.

"Now you know how to pay it back?" What did you do earlier? Qin Zimo did not intend to collect the silver tickets of the two at all, and took a sip of wine: "Not long ago, I asked the cabinet members to go to the two men's mansions to beg for it, and ate the closed door soup." There was no way, I had to come forward in person, but the amount of this IOU was not the original number. ”

"Let's add a zero to the back!" It is interest. Qin Zimo thought for a moment and groaned.

Fifty thousand two!

Hearing this, the two men's bodies collapsed to the ground, losing their strength.

"You're clearly robbing!"

Yu Mubai, the son of Tobe Shoshu, couldn't help but say.

"Did you know?" Qin Zimo generously admitted and gave Yu Mubai a kind smile.

At least Qin Zimo felt that his smile was very kind.

Qin Zimo's words directly intimidated Yu Mubai and was speechless.

The crowd was like wood, maintaining a frightened expression that did not change.

The cabinet members looked stupid one by one, and the pain on their bodies seemed to have been completely forgotten.

"Lord, do you have anything else?"

Mo Lao only begged this great Buddha to leave quickly.

Qin Zimo stood up, stared at Elder Mo, and said with relief: "Your eyesight is still quite good, much clearer than mu Yanhuan's woman." ”

Mo Lao lowered his head slightly and did not say a word.

Mu Yanhuan looked at Qin Zimo's eyes full of murderous intent, she had never been so humiliated, she must take revenge!

"Cabinet affairs, in the future, please also ask the Fairview Building to cooperate well, so that it is good for everyone, understand?"

Qin Zimo saw the killing intent in Mu Yanhuan's eyes and didn't care at all.