Siheyuan: Stab at Louzi at the beginning

"Very good, very good. This is a heavy blow. He is only left with one last breath... Then let's watch a show in this room today to see when the person on the stretcher dies."

"I haven't played something like this in a long time."

"Big Slicked Back Hair, what do you think?"

The man with the slicked-back hair didn't have any extra expression on his face, and even raised his hand to applaud.

Including the two guys carrying the stretcher, they also had expressionless and wooden faces.

It doesn’t matter whether they are former brothers or friends.

The attitude is even colder than that of strangers.

"Mr. Lin is indeed an art lover and has talent. I just want to give you two things."

He took out two things from his pocket, and it was obvious that he had prepared them in advance.

When Xu Damao saw the black pistol, he immediately protected Li Tianjiao behind him.

It was the exact opposite of the day we first met.

It's nothing, the power of the small pistol can't kill him who has the 'fourth level of physical fitness'.

In the other hand was a dagger.

All of them were sent to JJ Lin.

"Here, biu - I promise that no one will know what happened in this room tonight, and not a single word will be spread outside."

"Well, you can do whatever you want. Cut the tendons of your hands and feet, or cut off a couple of pieces of meat to eat with the wine. No one will know what happened here tonight."

This completely angered Lin Haojie. He was not a man-eating demon king.

He immediately snatched the gun and pointed it at the man with the slicked-back hair.

"You are such a bottom-less rubbish, you shouldn't be alive in this world. Answer me, which god are you from?"

As for the man on the stretcher, JJ Lin was unwilling to say a word for him, not even to mention him because it would be embarrassing to do so.

In order to save face, this anger must be vented on someone.

The slicked-back hair remains the same.

"Mr. Lin, what do you mean? It doesn't match the rumors. In the rumors, you are big and strong, cruel and ruthless, killing people without blinking an eye, eating meat and drinking blood. What happened today? You killed people without using your hands, and you didn't even cut the meat with your own hands to eat with wine. Now you are pointing a gun at me, right? Oh, I understand."

The man with the slicked-back hair slapped his head as if he suddenly realized something.

"Mr. Lin, you want me to help you slice it, right? You should have told me earlier."

As he spoke, he bent down with the dagger in his hand and without any hesitation, aimed at the chest.

"My brother likes to exercise in the morning and evening. His chest and abdominal muscles..."

Lin Haojie kicked out, and the man with the slicked-back hair rolled on the ground before he stopped and slowly stood up. No one knew where the dagger in his hand had been thrown.

He didn't curse, but just straightened his clothes, especially the collar and cuffs, making the collar straight and the cuffs clean.

"Mr. Lin, you are inferior as soon as you start to fight. Your temperament and cultivation are still not up to par."

Lin Haojie really wanted to shoot and kill the private chef owner.

I've never seen a restaurant owner who pretentious like this.

"Big Slicked Hair, this is your last chance. If you don't explain your origins clearly, then your death in this room today will be in vain."

This is the only sanity left in JJ Lin.

After being provoked again and again by someone, he has shown enough self-control to be able to endure it until now.

"I'll count to three."

"3"

"2"

When Lin Haojie's countdown was about to end, the man with the slicked-back hair finally spoke: "I am Zhang Fu, a literary worker and the current owner of this private kitchen. In addition to being in charge of this private kitchen, I am also responsible for the settlement of some external literary workers. I have finished what I want to say, Mr. Lin, if you want to shoot, you can do so now."

Xu Damao's attention was not on these two people. Now he was not worried at all. If it were in the past, he would have to worry about Lin Haojie killing someone and then inexplicably becoming a homicide. Now such a situation will never happen again.

Just like a machine repair shop, no matter whether it is the biological father or the stepfather, there is always a backer.

Yang Yanshao and Ye Fan were the same, they didn't try to persuade him at all.

If JJ Lin is determined to kill someone, no one can stop him.

If JJ Lin doesn't want to, then it's useless for anyone else to say so.

There was silence for three seconds, which seemed like three minutes.

JJ Lin has been hesitant to act because he is weighing the pros and cons.

He really wanted to know where this Zhang Fu with a slicked-back hair came from. He was so confident. Was he really not afraid of death?

Are you sure he doesn't dare to shoot?

Whose general is he?

"Mr. Lin, to be honest, I am a little disappointed in you. You are not efficient at all and have too many little thoughts and calculations. Little do you know that you have lost the most important thing. You have lost your manly qualities. Is the Lin family still the same Lin family as before?"

"Just shoot me the first time you see me, and I'll think more highly of you."

"Just come in and dunk me, and you can get two points higher."

"When you see a disabled person on a stretcher, you can save him or kill him if you want, as long as you say it openly and do it."

"But you want... both... and more... but in the end you get nothing and have to be humiliated by me. What do you care about my identity, background, or whether I'm your subordinate? A pistol and a bullet, are those things still useful? I'm standing right in front of you, and you... shoot?"

"You are still suspicious of the background of this private chef. Don't you have a suspect in mind? If you want to confirm it, go and ask. I can also tell you. As long as you ask me, I will tell you."

"Just ask."

The man with the slicked-back hair spoke louder and louder, until he grasped the barrel of the gun and pointed it at his head.

"You are still weighing the pros and cons. You are still weighing the pros and cons. A normal person who can't withstand a bullet, do you really want to know who is behind me? I've already told you the name, why are you still caring so much? Come on, kill me, kill me..."

Xu Damao even suspected that this person was a assassin trained by someone.

It's a bit crazy indeed.

Xu Damao himself is afraid of death, so when he sees others not afraid of death, he admires them in his heart.

People who disregard life and death are either stupid or have great and lofty ideals.

I don't know which one this person belongs to.

"If you are mentally ill, get out of here. Take your disabled brother on the stretcher and get out of here quickly. You can get treatment or not, and you can die or not. Just get out of here."

Lin Haojie grabbed the pistol again and threw it hard, hitting Zhang Fu, who had a slicked-back hair, right on the head.

Definitely intentional.

Zhang Fu let the blood flow down his forehead and face: "Are you two deaf? Didn't you hear what Master Lin said? Carry the disabled away, and treat him if you can, and bury him if you can't.

After cursing, all the hysteria and madness disappeared. He turned around and smiled again. He picked up the pistol and dagger on the ground and put them back in his pocket.

"Mr. Lin, I will take my leave now. Our friendship will never change. Please come often and see you later."

"You'll thank me then, I promise."

"Is this guy mentally ill? Some people say they don't want to die, some don't want to live even one more day, but this guy is looking for death. There are really all kinds of weird people."

Yang Yanshao didn't want to offend Lin Haojie completely now. What happened last time was enough, so he didn't say anything.

Ye Fan didn't have this concern: "Lin Haojie, didn't you always say that you were the number one player in the city? Is this the result?"