My 30 years of touching corpses in Yizhuang

The man in the carriage dressed as a woman was turned green and white by Lin Xiangqi.

"Old cow. Let's continue on our way."

"But this beast."

"If you don't go, kill it."

The coachman whipped the horse twice, until the horse's skin was torn apart, and then he slowly got up and pulled the carriage to continue on his way.

Soon beyond Lin Xiang.

The man glanced at Lin Xiang from the carriage, and said to the coachman outside:

"Remember this man. When you arrive at Tianhan City, tie him up."

"Yes."

Lin Xiang snorted when he heard their conversation.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the rope tied to the saddle of the carriage in front snapped.

The carriage fell directly into the forest beside the road.

Lin Xiang walked to the scene of the accident unhurriedly, gloated and said:

"Oh! You can't even look at horses anymore, you bastard."

After finishing speaking, he strolled forward.

Hearing a roar from behind, the carriage fell to pieces, and the man disguised as a woman came out holding a sword.

Staring at Lin Xiang, wishing he could crush him to ashes.

"You are looking for death. I will let you live but not die."

The sword steps towards Lin Xiang.

The aura of the outbreak was even at the peak of Foundation Establishment.

With only one look back from Lin Xiang, this person was crushed to the ground.

This person's face was pressed against the road, with a pile of horse manure in front of him, and the humiliation made him desperately struggle to stand up.

But as he gradually exerted force, the bones all over his body began to shatter.

Seeing that his young master had become like this, the carriage hurried over and said:

"This is the young nephew of the Lin family in Dahuang County, do you know?"

Lin Xiang glanced at the two in surprise:

"Is it the Yin God Lin Xiang's family?"

"Young master Lin can kill Yangshen. I advise you to let our nephew and young master go now, or you will bear the consequences."

Even a mere carriage dares to be so arrogant.

"The Lin family? It's ridiculous."

The murderous look in Lin Xiang's eyes became more and more serious. He heard a wail, and all the bones of the man on the ground were broken.

"You, you. I will definitely go back and report."

"There is no need to report. Do you know who I am?"

"who are you?"

"Lin Xiang."

The scene suddenly fell into silence.

The carriage stared at Lin Xiang incredulously:

"How, how is it possible."

Lin Xiang turned and left disdainfully.

It's a joke, a big joke.

There is such a person in the Lin family.

The man lying on the ground stared at Lin Xiang's back and shouted angrily.

Lin Xiang speeded up and walked a few steps, and appeared more than ten miles away in the blink of an eye.

As for what happened just now, it has long been put in the back of my mind.

He raised his head and glanced at Tianhan City, which was close at hand, and walked in quietly, and came to the place where Li Chongyang and Xueyilou agreed to deal.

It's called Liaoyilou.

The name is very straightforward.

Lin Xiang is very satisfied with this kind of place, Yingyingyanyan's is simply too beautiful to behold.

It's his first time here, so it's good to have a lot of experience.

Lin Xiang was watched at the door, stepped into the door with one foot, and was surrounded by several women and sat down inside.

For Sister Yao, apart from silver, she loves handsome brothers the most.

The current Lin Xiang doesn't look like a rich man, but he can't hold back his temperament!Naturally, he was targeted as soon as he came in.

Some people are willing to lose money.

It's a pity that I didn't have time to enjoy it. A beautifully dressed woman in her 30s came over and said to those women:

"Go back!"

The girls were a little disappointed, but they could only grit their silver teeth and run away on tiptoe.

They know that once the guest is received by the boss himself, it must be a big deal.

After the girls left, she squatted down Yingying:

"Wang Chuan in the Bloody Clothes Building has met Lord Yinshen."

Lin Xiang pinched a grape with his fingers and asked unhurriedly: