"Healing Pill, you eat the lowest-level one. If the time is ripe in the future, I can easily restore you to your original appearance." Qin Chuan promised Song Zhiyang, and also gave the other party a thought.

"Thank you, Master!" Song Zhiyang knelt down and said excitedly.

At first, he might have doubted Qin Chuan, but now, he has completely believed it.

Such a magical drug simply subverted his perception. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it at all.

Qin Chuan waved his hand and interrupted Song Zhiyang, "You are not mine yet, because I don't know if you will betray me in the future."

"Don't worry, master, I swear that I will never betray my master for the rest of my life." Song Zhiyang's face was full of sincerity.

"Forget it, you and I are the same kind of person, and I never believe in oaths or anything else." Qin Chuan took out a pill again and threw it over and said, "Compared with oaths, I believe in medicine more. This is a heart-warming pill. After taking it, you will not betray me."

Swear, that's all fools!

Unless it is the great oath of the practitioner's inner demon, he will not believe all the oaths.

After all, there is no price oath, and the cost of violating is too low. After a long time, no one takes it seriously.

What's more, this time it was Song Zhiyang. This guy was not the kind of loyal person at first glance. I guess he would betray him immediately when he had the chance.

"this……"

Sure enough, Song Zhiyang hesitated.

This time he hesitated for a longer time than when he picked up the rong. This shows how repulsive he was to the heart of the corrupt heart pill.

For him, who is very ambitious, he is obviously unwilling to surrender to others forever.

"Don't you?" Qin Chuan asked with a cold look.

"No...good...I'll eat!" Song Zhiyang knew that he could not escape, so he directly ate the Fructus Pill.

Seeing this scene, Qin Chuan nodded with satisfaction.

Regardless of whether Song Zhiyang truly surrendered in his heart before, as long as he took over the corrupt heart pill, no one could rebel against him.

"The appearance has changed, and now I will change your name."

Looking at Song Zhiyang with scars in front of him, Qin Chuan pinched his chin and began to ponder, muttering to himself: "You originally called Song Zhiyang. If you want to have a similar one, then...then...how about Scarface?"

"..." Song Zhiyang was speechless when he heard the new name given by Qin Chuan.

Scar and Song Zhiyang are not close, the distance between them is more than 100,800 miles away.

However, he had no choice. He could not refute any name given by Qin Chuan. At least he would be better than the names of Ah Cat and Ah Dog!

"You go to this address, there are some of my subordinates there. If you tell them that I sent them, they will obey your orders." Qin Chuan gave the positions of those who were subdued by him to Song Zhiyang, and handed over the control to the other party.

After this period of cultivation, the strength of these abilities has improved, and it is time to go out and experience it.

Always in a greenhouse, you cannot cultivate top-level powerhouses.

"How strong are they?" Song Zhiyang did not go there immediately, but instead learned about the strength of these people first.

"You can ask them yourself how strong they are." Qin Chuan smiled and said to himself: "Now you are their boss. Whether they can convince you depends on your own ability."

"I understand!" Song Zhiyang nodded.

Although he had never seen those people, judging from Qin Chuan's strength, those people's strength would definitely not be much weaker.

Even if the weakest one wants to kill him, it is probably as simple as wiping his fingers.

It is such a difficult thing for me to face a group of fierce and vicious strong men and make them surrender.

"What is my mission?" Song Zhiyang asked again.

Qin Chuan grinned, hugged Song Zhiyang's shoulder, and suddenly said, "Saint King Court knows, you go and kill the archbishop of the Holy King Court for me."

"Shit..."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhiyang's hair stood up all over his body and looked at Qin Chuan in fear.

The Holy King Court is the largest sect in the Western world, with a large number of religious groups, hundreds of millions.

In the Holy King Court, the Pope has the highest status, followed by the three major bishops. Any of these archbishops has a very high status.

The Ross family is very powerful, but the status of the head of the Ross family is only at the same level as that of the Archbishop.

It is very difficult to ask him to assassinate the Archbishop!!

"Master, is this task a little too difficult?" Song Zhiyang turned his head and looked at Qin Chuan who was smiling, thinking he was joking.

"The mission is low, do I still need you?" Qin Chuan looked at Song Zhiyang coldly and said lightly: "I don't need waste. If you can't prove your value, you should know what consequences will be."

"Yes, I understand!" Song Zhiyang nodded quickly.

"Haha..." Qin Chuan laughed and comforted: "Don't panic. Assassination of the Archbishop is not as difficult as you think. When you return triumphantly, I will give you some rewards, such as strong strength."

"Thank you, Master!"

Song Zhiyang, who had a bitter face, suddenly smiled when he heard Qin Chuan's promise.

After seeing Qin Chuan's power, he immediately understood how ridiculous the so-called power is in the face of absolute strength. So he immediately set a new goal for himself, which is to try every means to make himself stronger.

"I have clear rewards and punishments when doing things. As long as you complete the task smoothly, this is what you deserve." After saying that, Qin Chuan took out a bank card and handed it to Song Zhiyang and said, "There are 300 million yuan in it, just treat it as the cost of your mission, so don't let me down."

"Three...Three hundred million..." Song Zhiyang looked at the bank card that Qin Chuan threw to him casually. There were so many 300 million inside, and he almost bit his tongue.

It turns out that sometimes money comes so simple.

"I don't care what method you use, I just need to achieve my goal. As for other things, I will take care of you for the big things." Qin Chuan left a sentence, and the person had completely disappeared.

Song Zhiyang was stunned on the spot, touched the terrifying scar on his face, and then looked at the bank card in his hand. His eyes became redder and redder, and finally his whole face became ferocious.
Chapter completed!