Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

"Mom." Lin Lan gently held Murou's arm, "What's wrong?"

From the beginning, Mu Rou's attention was not here, walking around.

"Did you see your dad?"

Lin Lan shook her head and looked around: "I was here not long ago."

Seeing Mu Rou frowned, she comforted her: "Dad's temperament is like this, he doesn't like too much unnecessary communication, he is here, these 'relatives and friends' have to go to toast."

Mu Rou nodded, not knowing how much he listened to.

A young talent came to talk to Lin Lan. Halfway through the conversation, she realized that there was a person missing by her side. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a wine-red figure walking up the stairs.

At this time, the third floor——

Snapped!

There were several crisp sounds.

Lin Changfeng hid very fast, but the space was narrow, and after several whips, there was always a lash that was inevitable.

There was a bloodstain on his handsome face, and the light in Lin Changfeng's eyes was bloodthirsty and cruel. After leaving the army, he rarely had the opportunity to fight with others.

He wiped the scar on his forehead to prevent the blood from dripping down and blurring his eyes: "Very exciting, continue."

Lin Xun also suffered a lot in the attack, and Lu Rong basically didn't have a fitness plan, and the short round of fighting had already put a burden on his body.

The lights flicked on.

The expressions and status of the two were completely exposed under the light.

Lin Xun's lips were a little broken, his figure was tall and straight, and the belt under his hand was whistling.

As for Lin Changfeng, the sleeves and trouser legs were broken, and bloodstains were looming inside.

The crystal fingers slipped from the switch, and Mu Rou almost supported the wall so as not to fall down.

"You, you..."

Suddenly realizing that standing behind a person is not a good experience, Lin Xun frowned, the fight was too intense just now, and he didn't know when she went upstairs.

[System: Just when Lin Changfeng shouted for strength. 】

Mu Rou was almost desperate: "It's not what I imagined, is it?"

When Xiaolan was kidnapped, she could still comfort herself that Lu Rong was just talking nonsense. After all, except for necessary work and entertainment, Lin Changfeng was at home most of the time.

Now that the bloody facts were in front of him, this reason for consolation could no longer be effective.

Lin Changfeng ignored it, and the fighting spirit in his body was aroused, and he fixed his eyes on Lin Xun: "Continue."

"Madam is here, next time." Lin Xun threw the belt to Murou's side, the blood on it was shocking.

He bent down and said softly, "Auntie can leave a souvenir."

After speaking, he put his hands in his trouser pockets and left.

Lin Changfeng wanted to ask someone to stop him, but Mu Rou cried out, "Enough! Don't forget that today is Xiaolan's birthday."

Looking at the time, it was 10 minutes before twelve: "Pack up your makeup, and go down to cut the cake."

After explaining to Lin Changfeng, he went back to his room to change clothes.

Mu Rou's body was still shaking.

"Lu Rong, Lu Rong..."

He called this name over and over again, and every time he repeated it, hatred grew wildly like weeds.

……

At the gate of Lin's house, Lin Xun leaned his back against the wall, and a burst of burning pain made him straighten up again.

"How long will you be there?"

"immediately."

Seeing a sports car driving in front of him, Lin Xun took a few steps forward: "It's very slow."

Zhao Lin got out of the car, "I drove dozens of kilometers in one go."

"Hard."

Zhao Lin said bitterly: "Is this the end?"

"Then I promise with my body."

Zhao Lin hurriedly opened the car door, "There is no blessing."

"Give me the alcohol."

Zhao Lin handed over a spray bottle, "Only skin disinfectant."

Lin Xun unbuttoned his shirt, and as soon as his collarbone was exposed, Zhao Lin stopped abruptly: "Who beat you?"

"I fought with Lin Changfeng."

"He discovered your identity..." Zhao Lin said shaking his head, "Impossible."

If he finds out, how can Lin Xun come out alive.

"No," Lin Xun finished treating the wound, "the most I suspect is that I was sent by some enemy."

"Isn't that dangerous?"

"Sooner or later, he and I will face each other, so it's better to strike first."

Zhao Lin looked at those shocking bloodstains, and smiled sarcastically: "Who controls whom?"

"Lin Changfeng didn't get any benefits either," Lin Xun said indifferently, "One step closer to disfigurement."

Zhao Lin restarted the car: "Where are you going?"

Lin Xun: "Your home."

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang.

"It's past twelve o'clock." The other party reminded him of the time first.

Lin Xun: "I have an appointment with a friend, and I won't go back at night."

Zhao Lin, who was driving, immediately pricked up his ears, his eyes lit up... Do you want to listen to gossip?

Both parties are not talkative people. After Lin Xun finished talking about which friend's house he was at that night, the communication ended.

Zhao Lin coughed: "Su Zhi?"

Lin Xun nodded.

"are you serious?"

Lin Xun nodded again.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Lin tried to persuade him: "The issue of the inheritance of incense..."

"Raising children is very troublesome," Lin Xun said, "Besides, there is Xiao Nuo."

Turning a corner, almost at the door of the house, another sudden stop.

The seat belt made Lin Xun's back collide intimately with the back of the chair, and he gasped in pain.

Zhao Lin: "There is a person standing in front of my house."

Lin Xun unbuttoned his seat belt, "Is he carrying a big knife or charging?"

Other than that, he couldn't think of a reason to slam on the brakes.

"unarmed."

Lin Xun, who was about to get off the car, retreated silently after seeing a familiar figure.

"How does my condition look?"

Zhao Lin told the truth: "It's covered in blood, as if it has just been ravaged."

"Lend me your coat."

When he got out of the car again, Lin Xun was wearing a brown coat and walked vigorously: "Isn't it cold if you wear so little?"

Zhao Lin, who was following behind, staggered, shouldn't he first ask how the other party knew his home address?

Su Zhi stared at Lin Xun and frowned.

Lin Xun's face was very calm, thinking secretly whether there was a wound that had not been treated well.

[System: The host is wearing another man's clothes. 】

The tip of his nose moved, and Su Zhi's face became gloomy: "The smell of blood."

Lin Xun turned his head to look at Zhao Lin, and Zhao Lin, who knew him well, swore first, "I didn't hit him!"

Lin Xun swallowed the words again.

When he pursed his lips, Zhao Lin heaved a sigh of relief.

Almost got killed.

Su Zhi looked at Lin Xun's coat, and saw that he hesitated to speak, his breath was a little cold: "Come back with me."

Don't hit the gun, Lin Xun rationally agreed.

Before leaving, Zhao Lin whispered to him: "When I was young, my mother would always say this before hitting me when I did something wrong."

It's shameful outside, and when I get home, I pick up the hanger and smoke.

Lin Xun glanced at him, then calmly followed Su Zhi to leave.

On the way back, Su Zhi didn't say a word.

Wash, disinfect, apply medicine, and perform meticulous wound treatment.

Lin Xun let him play with it, the wound had already scabbed, and there was an extra layer of quilt on the bed.

"I don't think I can be kind today." He said to the system.

[System: Tears can solve everything. 】

Lin Xun blinked hard twice, but couldn't squeeze out a few golden beans, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

"Who hit it?"

The tone was terrifyingly calm.

Lin Xun sat up straight unconsciously, and believed that the other party would be able to guess without answering.

"His birth date."

Lin Xun: "It doesn't work."

What the rich and powerful are most afraid of is borrowing their lives, lowering their heads and other demonic methods, and they all wear ornaments that seek good luck and avoid evil.

Su Zhi: "You don't need to think about other things."

Lin Xun: "An accident with Lin Changfeng will disrupt my overall plan."

The two eyes met, and neither of them was willing to back down.

A sigh fell in his ears, Su Zhi turned and went upstairs.

Three hours passed, and no one came down again. Lin Xun reckoned that he was going to sleep in the crystal coffin tonight.

[System: It's a cold war, right? 】

Listening to its tone, it's quite pleasant.

Lin Xun: "What do you want to express?"

[System: When will we break up? 】

"..."

As the night deepened, Lin Xun's eyes became deeper and deeper.

Lin Changfeng valued Lin Lan even more than he imagined. At the same time, he also gave Lin Tianhai a chance. If the land in the north of the city was only used for real estate investment, it would be a sure-fire business. After the birthday party tonight , Lin Tianhai will pay more attention to this project.

Turning around to talk to Su Zhi, it suddenly occurred to me that they were in the midst of a cold war, so they quickly sent a text message with their mobile phone.

……

The clarity of the crystal coffin is even more eye-catching against the background of the ghostly fire.

The man lying inside is more beautiful than a rose.

Su Zhi stared at it for a long time, as if the people inside were not dead, but just fell asleep.

It's a pity that no matter how beautiful it is, he can't open his eyes, and he doesn't have that captivating look.

The person in front of him was as quiet as a newborn child, while the one downstairs was just a little wild cat with its teeth and claws, but every time it seemed to be able to scratch people.

Just then, the phone vibrated.

There was no confession at all, only four words - I have a fever.

In just one minute, Su Zhi came to Lin Xun and stretched out his hand.

Lin Xun stretched his neck, "I'll touch it for you."

You should be more angry and have some principles in front of him.

However, seeing this appearance, the smile in his eyes appeared faster than his reason.

The result is no suspense, normal body temperature.

Lin Xun rubbed his temples: "My head hurts, it seems to be caused by a fever."

Su Zhi handed him a glass of warm water: "Don't make trouble."

"Lin Tianhai will look for you these two days." Lin Xun held the cup to warm his hands: "Lin has no experience in producing cosmetics, so he can't eat it by himself."

Su Zhi: "There are many people he can cooperate with."

"But those people have all cooperated with the Lin family. If there is any inadvertence, the news will reach Lin Changfeng's ears. Before making achievements, Lin Tianhai will not leak the news."

"You want me to invest."

Lin Xun nodded: "This will dispel Lin Tianhai's last worry. If we invest 100 million and our opponent can get 1000 million, why not do it?"

Su Zhi said abruptly, "The tail is exposed."

Lin Xun touched his back reflexively, and then stared at him quietly.

Su Zhi hid the smile in his eyes... It looked more like a fox than a cat.