Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

Qin Wenrong is the second son of the Qin family. He was a dude in Sijiu City when he was a child, but he couldn't hold back his natural destiny. In this life, he first married Qin Zhan's biological mother, a beautiful lady who was a peerless beauty for a while, and now he has Qin Feng. Qin Zhan's two sons supported the scene outside. No matter what happened at home, anyone in the capital who mentioned Qin Wenrong's name would have to sigh and sigh.

And his playfulness also increased with everyone's praise. People in their 40s are still hanging around. Under the arrangement of Mr. Qin, he joined a small and medium-sized civil servant. I have to call myself Laozi every day.

No, I don't have the ability to act like a parent right now, pointing at Qin Zhan's nose and telling him to get out.

It was also the first time that Song Ye had really seen what it meant to eat a bear's heart and a leopard's gall. Qin Wenrong's brain circuit was abnormal to such an extent, and he was also a fighter among the wonderful.

Mrs. Cao sat on the main seat without any intention to stop her. Perhaps this old lady was more interested in watching Qin Zhan be taught a lesson, so as to save the face she lost at the birthday party.

However, after a ten-year club-team career, the man who controls the Eagle Team can't hold his breath at all.

His eyes fell on Qin Wenrong, who was arrogant and arrogant on the sofa. Qin Zhan's cold words slowly said, "Secretary Qin, is this how you treat your superiors?"

What? Qin Wenrong on the sofa was stunned, but his mind hadn't reacted at the time. When he realized that Secretary Qin was calling him, Qin Wenrong immediately stood up, blushing with anger and having a thick neck, "You bastard, you don't care. Going to be an admiral, I am still your father. In this house, if I let you go, you have to give it to me..."

roll……

Before the last word was left, Qin Wenrong's voice was stuck in his throat, and he was so stiff that he didn't even dare to breathe more heavily.

He widened his eyes and stared blankly at the black muzzle in front of his head, and the cold sweat on his back came down all of a sudden.

At this time, let alone him, even the dozen or so people in the living room were scared and stupid. Who would have thought that Qin Zhan would take a gun when he said it, and he would point it at his biological father's head without any hesitation.

"Azhan, what are you doing, this is your dad, put down the gun!" Mrs. Cao couldn't watch the play anymore, so she hurriedly got up and came out to persuade.

Shu Yu, who was closest to him, was also scared to death, and only then did he react to save the driver, "Azhan, if you have something to say, your father has a bad temper. The gun was fired." The woman was so frightened that her legs were weak and her face was pale, and now she no longer dared to turn her nose and eyes like that before.

Qin Zhan remained motionless, his straight body was like a silent mountain. Standing there, the aura was so overwhelming that everyone could hardly breathe. "Just for your contempt for your superiors just now, and I'll be able to cut a few holes in you."

"Don't..." Qin Wenrong's body trembled, and there was deep fear in his eyes, because he was sure from the other party's unwavering emotions that the other party was not joking.

In the past, he didn't pay much attention to the son of his original wife. He only felt that the autistic child had lost face to him, and he was unwilling to take a look at the army. But now we will meet again in ten years. He was a blow to the head, which made him wake up. The person standing in front of him is no longer the child who let himself be abused ten years ago.

The scene was deadlocked. Qin Wenrong was used to being arrogant in his life. The first time he kicked an iron plate, it was his own son.

At this time, there was the sound of the door opening from the elevator, and the butler finally appeared in the living room, pushing the inconvenient Mr. Qin.

Taking a closer look, the old man was also blackened by the situation in front of him, but he knew Qin Zhan's temperament, so he did not criticize indiscriminately, but said in a deep voice: "Public weapons are for private use, you use weapons aimed at the enemy to attack the enemy. Take care of your own people, is this your discipline? Put away your weapons, choose a day to hand them in, you can’t use weapons until you return to the team, don’t you understand this common sense?”

As a soldier who has been on the battlefield, Mr. Qin understands the importance of discipline to a soldier.

It's just that Qin Zhan, an active-duty soldier, understands these rules better than Mr. Qin. "The Eagle Team enjoys special treatment, including holding guns on any occasion, shooting and killing enemy elements on the spot, and disposing of the following criminals." Said When it came to his own, he pointedly handed the muzzle forward, indicating that he had sufficient reasons to deal with this arrogant subordinate at this moment.

"You..." Mr. Qin frowned, and then he remembered that the Eagle Group was a special existence. He had retired for too long, and he didn't remember for a while that Qin Zhan had a special power to hold a gun.

Right now, even he is not qualified to stop Qin Zhan from doing it.

"Big brother." At this time, Song Ye, who had been on the sidelines, suddenly spoke up. In the stalemate, he got up and pressed Qin Zhan's gun on the arm, "I came to eat today. I saw blood, which ruined the atmosphere."

Qin Zhan looked down at the young man in front of him, his eyes were clear and cold, and he couldn't see the bottom.

He doesn't believe that Song Ye is the kind of person who chooses to give up because he is afraid of ruining the atmosphere. This excuse is obviously very clumsy, but the next second, he put down the muzzle, raised his hand and rubbed her little head, and warned: "It's very dangerous to stay away from the muzzle in the future."

It wasn't that he wanted to let Qin Wenrong go, but that he remembered that Song Ye was still a child, um... scenes that are too bloody and violent can still be avoided.

As soon as the muzzle was closed, Qin Wenrong slumped onto the sofa, his uncontrollable breathing spewed out of his nose in a hurry and panic.

Song Ye glanced sideways, looking at this face that was somewhat similar to Qin Zhan, his heart was full of disdain.

This Laozi does not have the courage of his son, which is shameful.

She could understand the reason why Qin Zhan took out his gun in public. Qin Wenrong was the murderer who indirectly killed his mother. No matter how indifferent and cold-blooded he was on the surface, he still wanted to get this debt back.

Although the reason was good, the timing was not right. Song Ye didn't want him to be accused of being unfilial at this moment.

There are many ways to deal with Qin Wenrong, not to get his hands dirty.

Song Ye came forward to stop it, and while the others were relieved, they couldn't help but contempt, thinking that she still wanted to climb the big tree of the Qin family, so she didn't want Qin Zhan to break up with the Qin family.

Only Mr. Qin had a different idea. His glance was full of vigilance, but in the end he didn't say anything, only coughed twice, "Enough of the nonsense, let's eat."

As a result, it was rare for the Qin family to get together at this table, and Qin Feng, who was locked up for a day, was also allowed to go downstairs to eat.