Thousands of vests, big guys lose them every day

The dead men of the Wen family only listen to the words of the family leader.

Even in the face of death, his expression remains unchanged.

"Get out! Do you want to die?" Mr. Lu shouted.

Lin Jiu pulled Wen Huan's sleeve: "Put out the fire."

Wen Huan was a little confused by this move, but he still followed Lin Jiu's wishes: "Destroyed."

After receiving the order, the man in black hurriedly held a fire extinguisher and water towards the source of the fire.

Fortunately, not much gasoline was poured here, otherwise none of them would be able to get out.

Lin Jiu put away the musket and turned to the chief elder and the man in black: "Let me ask you one last time, do you still want to mind your own business?"

The chief elder said nothing.

Lu Xinyue's expression changed drastically: "Lin Jiu!"

Fu Yanzhou gave his subordinate a look.

Two men in black immediately came out from behind him and walked towards Lu Xinyue.

Lu Xinyue could tell at a glance that this was a member of the Lu family.

When did you rebel?

She hid behind Mr. Lu in fear: "Grandpa, help me."

"Let's see who dares!" As soon as Mr. Lu spoke, the guards instantly stopped where they were.

Seeing this scene, it was a bit difficult to make a decision. After all, Mr. Lu was still the person in charge of the Lu family, so it would not be appropriate to steal people from him.

"Do it!" Fu Yanzhou said calmly.

The guards of the Lu family crossed Mr. Lu and pulled Lu Xinyue out forcefully regardless of Mr. Lu's attitude.

He clasped her shoulders and led her towards Lin Jiu, pressing his hands firmly on Lu Xinyue's shoulders.

Lin Jiu took the knife and patted it in his hand, slowly.

He squatted in front of Lu Xinyue, and the dagger slid down from Lu Xinyue's forehead to the back of his hand. He remained silent.

Lu Xinyue looked at Lin Jiu and the knife in his hand with a look of horror: "Lu Yinghuai..."

She saw Lin Jiu put the knife back, and before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the next second she saw Lin Jiu pick up the ashtray on the table and smash it into her hand.

"what--"

The screams made people's scalp numb.

Wen Huan and Guan Song swallowed unconsciously.

When have you ever seen people being dealt with so blatantly in the Lu family, Mr. Lu still can't control it.

Lin Jiu didn't stop, and smashed it down again and again, while saying: "If it weren't for you and your father, how could my sister be exposed, and how could she come to this wretched place and become the trash prime minister?"

"If it weren't for that old immortal Lu Zhan, how could Sister Mianmian not have a father?"

"You and your family are a scourge, you all should die."

After Lin Jiu smashed his right hand, he switched to the left.

My whole body was in a bad condition, and I was so scared.

Her expression was exactly the same as Lin Shu's.

Everyone present was shocked by this scene, and no one dared to stop it.

I was afraid that the ashtray would hit my head next.

Lu Xinyue's hand became bloody and bloody, and she couldn't even scream in pain.

There were beads of sweat on his forehead, and his lips were starting to turn white.

Lin Jiu reached out towards Fu Yanzhou: "Knife."

He couldn't use his own, which was prepared for him by his sister. Lu Xinyue was not qualified.

Fu Yanzhou took a handful from the cabinet on the other side and handed it to Lin Jiu: "Pay attention."

Lin Jiu nodded and turned around to see Lu Xinyue's tattered hands. After thinking for a moment, his eyes became fierce and he stabbed Lu Xinyue's arm.

Blood spurted out instantly, moistening Lin Jiu's eyelashes and cheeks.

Lin Jiu blinked, and the movement of his hand continued, sliding down until it reached her wrist, and then he took back the knife.

Just when he was about to use up his other arm, a cold female voice came from the door.

"Lin Jiu, come here."