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Chapter 230, exposed! (Third update today!)

"What are you yelling about? What are you yelling about? She is just asleep. Give her the child." The tattooed man said impatiently behind Qin Luo.

They came out from both directions, and surrounded Qin Luo in the middle, forming a small encirclement.

The muscular man came over, grinned at Qin Luo, and handed the baby in his arms to Qin Luo.

Their boss was pointing a gun at the kid's head, and they were not worried about what tricks Qin Luo would play.

Qin Luo took Beibei and checked her pulse and felt her heartbeat. Fortunately, everything was normal. She was breathing evenly and healthily.

Qin Luo felt relieved now. It seemed that he had frightened the little guy in the past few days.

"Give me the money." The tattooed man shouted from behind.

Qin Luo flicked his right hand and threw the black leather bag to the tattooed man. "Can we leave now?"

"Wait a minute. Let's wait until we finish inspecting the goods." The tattooed man shouted. "Mouse, come out and do some checking."

Then, a thin man walked out from behind Qin Luo. The man's body was very short, only about one and a half meters tall. Standing in front of Qin Luo, he looked like a child.

"Thank you for the money, brother." When the rat walked up to Qin Luo, he specially raised his hand.

"You're welcome." Qin Luo said with a sneer.

"Hey, you're on the right track. My brother is on the right track." The mouse nodded, walked up to the tattooed man, took the black leather bag, opened the zipper, picked up a stack of hundred-dollar bills, flicked them with his fingers, and then grabbed

The black bag shook and he casually took out a few bundles inside. After seeing that there were no counterfeit bills inside, he said to the tattooed man: "Boss, the quality is very good and the quantity is sufficient."

"Very good." The tattooed man's eyes showed a strange look. "Where is the "Gold Box Prescription"?"

"On the outside of the bag." Qin Luo said.

Mouse opened the outer zipper, took out a dark gold box, and said to Qin Luo: "Is this it?"

"Yes." Qin Luo nodded and said.

The mouse studied it for a while and asked: "How to open it?"

Qin Luo took off the key from his neck and threw it over, saying: "Just insert the base of Guanyin into the slot on the box."

Just as Mouse was about to take the test, the tattooed man shouted: "Be careful. Isn't this a bomb?"

"Let me try. Don't dirty this baby." A man's voice came from behind the tattooed man.

Qin Luo's eyes narrowed, and the muscles on his face twitched a few times, then calmed down again.

"Is it you?" Qin Luo said with a sneer.

"It's me." Qin Ming nodded. He walked over, took the "Golden Box Prescription" and the key from the mouse's hand, and then inserted the Guanyin base into the gold box's keyhole according to the method Qin Luo said.

Click!

The gold box popped open, Qin Ming's face was filled with excitement, and his eyes were shining as he took out the parchment scroll inside.

"This is the "Gold Box Prescription"?" Qin Ming asked while looking at the small words on it with a flashlight.

"Since I brought it, do you think it is necessary for me to fake it?" Qin Luo asked.

Qin Ming is also a famous Chinese medicine doctor, and a relatively well-known Chinese medicine doctor. When he saw the three prescriptions on the parchment, the smile on his face was like a big embankment that could not be blocked.

He looked at Qin Luo and said: "No wonder it's called the "Golden Box Prescription", it really lives up to its name. Unfortunately, it's mine now."

"Yes. It's yours now. I just want to know why you did this?" Qin Luo's face was filled with pain. He was naturally unwilling to be betrayed by his relatives.

Qin Ming did not answer Qin Luo's question immediately, but put the parchment into the gold box again and locked it up. He carefully hid them in his pocket, and then said to the tattooed man: "Give me the gun.

You should leave first. Remember to hide yourself well. Otherwise, you will not know how you died."

"Hey, brother. We can save it. We can save it." The tattooed man said with a smile. "What about this money?"

"You take your points." Qin Ming waved his hands and said indifferently. With this "Golden Box Prescription", does he still care about a mere five million?

"Yes, yes. Thank you, boss. Thank you, boss." The tattooed man thanked him repeatedly. The big muscular man and the rat also had ecstatic expressions on their faces. The five million were divided equally among their brothers, and each of them had hundreds of thousands.

"Go away." Qin Ming waved his hand and said.

"Thank you, brother. Thank you, brother."

The tattooed man thanked him again, and then he and his two brothers slipped outside carrying the black leather bag.

"They are all gone. Now, it's our brothers' turn to reminisce about the past." Qin Ming held the tattooed man's pistol in his hand and said to Qin Luo with a smile on his face. It was still the pure and gentle smile he usually had, but

In this dilapidated courtyard where you can't even see anything, it gives people an eerie feeling.

"I don't have a brother like you." Qin Luo scolded.

"Haha, don't be impulsive. In my impression, you have always been a very calm person. What's wrong? Can't stand it now?" Qin Ming treated him with a joking expression like a victorious general.

of prisoners of war.

"Why did you betray the Qin family?" Qin Luo asked again.

"Why? You asked me why?" Qin Ming suddenly laughed wildly. It was as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and he was about to burst into tears.

"Why can't I ask? The Qin family has always treated you well. Grandpa has always treated you as his own grandson and taught you all his medical skills. I have always treated you as my eldest brother, and others have not treated you as an outsider.

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"That's what they owe me. That's what your Qin family owes me." Qin Ming shouted loudly, interrupting Qin Luo's words.

"What do we owe you?" Qin Luo looked at his crazy look, but what he thought in his mind was 'poor people must be hateful'.

This is a lunatic!

Qin Ming glanced around and said, "It's not convenient to talk here. Come on, I'll take you to a place."

"Where to go?" Qin Luo asked.

Qin Ming raised the gun in his hand and said, "Do you think you still have a choice? Either you die. Or you die with Beibei."

"You want to kill me?" Qin Luo asked with surprise on his face.

"Of course. Otherwise, why would I show up at this time?" Qin Ming smiled and nodded. "Originally, I should have asked them to put you back. Then I would secretly take the "Gold Box Prescription" from their hands. They

They are all the confidants I have cultivated over the years and will not betray me."

"At that time, I can obtain the "Golden Box Prescription" and still gain your trust - at least, I can confirm the authenticity of the "Golden Box Prescription" before making the next plan. I can also supervise what you have done.

I didn't call the police or look for help - but, just tonight, my plan suddenly changed. I have been waiting for so many years, and I really don't want to wait any longer. I don't want to wait any longer."

"What prompted you to change your plan was that-----you wanted to kill me tonight?"

"That's right. When the time comes, pass the responsibility on to them - the kidnappers. With the intelligence of your Qin family, you will definitely believe it, right?" Qin Ming said with a proud look on his face.

"Indeed." Qin Luo nodded.

Qin Ming took two steps closer, pointed a gun at Qin Luo's head and ordered: "Follow the light of the flashlight in my hand and walk forward. If you dare to have any evil intentions, I don't mind killing you in advance. Of course,

I would rather you experience the treasures I have collected for many years. You will definitely be amazed."

"I'm very happy." Qin Luo said. Then under the guidance of the flashlight in Qin Ming's hand, he came to an abandoned basement.

When he was a child, he also visited this Anti-Japanese War Memorial Temple. But he never knew that there was such a hidden place underneath the Memorial Temple.

The basement was dark and damp, with a strong musty smell. Of course, Qin Luo had no right to find fault with the harsh environment at this time.

After Qin Ming pressed the light switch in the corner, the room was filled with dim light.

A fat mouse came out of the hole in the wall, its small eyes rolled gurglingly, and when it first looked at Qin Luo's eyes, it chirped and ran away without a trace.

The furniture in the room is very simple, with only a simple wooden bed, a peeling high table and a chair with a backrest. Other than that, there is no other large furniture in the room.

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"Put Beibei on the bed." Qin Ming said.

"Dirty." Qin Luo was a little unhappy. The wooden bed was bare, without a quilt or mattress, and it was covered with dust. He really didn't want to put Beibei on it.

"If she died, wouldn't it be too dirty?" Qin Ming pointed his gun at the sleeping Beibei.

"Forget it. Children shouldn't care about this." Qin Luo had no choice but to carefully put Beibei on the wooden bed.

Beibei found a new place to sleep, and it was a little hard, which made her roll around in discomfort. But soon, she started snoring again.

She didn't wake up, which gave Qin Luo some peace of mind. If the scene was too bloody later, she would be frightened.

"Okay. Now it's your turn." Qin Ming said. He pulled a rope from the table and threw it to Qin Luo, and said, "Tie yourself up."

"Don't you want to talk to me?"

"Don't try to refute what I said. I don't mind breaking one of your legs first." Qin Ming shouted angrily. "Start tying now. I will check after a minute. If you don't tie it well, the price will be a leg."

Hands. Then I will tie them for you myself."

Qin Luo stopped talking and tied himself up with a rope silently.

Qin Ming walked over and tried the strong knot, and found that this guy was quite solid. He tied himself so tightly that he couldn't move even if he wanted to.

"Sit on that chair." Qin Ming pointed to the chair with a backrest in the center of the room and said.

Qin Luo sat on it obediently without any struggle.
To be continued...