Urban: Town Country War God

It's exactly eleven o'clock in the morning.

The commercial vehicle finally drove to the end of the suburban cemetery, in front of a huge tomb that was finally completed after a month.

The tomb is very large, close to a basketball court, surrounded by white walls, two lions stand on both sides, majestic and domineering, with a sense of no anger and prestige.

Right in front, stood a statue, which was much smaller than the one-hundred-meter-high statue in the Broken Star Building.

This one is only three to four meters tall.

In a suit and leather shoes, his head is slightly raised, fingers to the sky, there is a sense of pointing the world, and the carvings are lifelike.

This is Lin Hai who is the brilliant and mighty man who is expected to dominate the whole Yanjing, but died injustice.

The father died unfairly and could only be buried in the cemetery.

A month ago, when Lin Xiao set out to build a statue in the Broken Star Building, he also ordered people to come to the cemetery to build a tomb.

After getting off the bus.

Lin Xiao stroked the suit, looked solemn, and walked forward step by step.

Xu Hao also restrained his innate murderous temperament, with a heavy face, following behind him.

Walking all the way to the front of the tombstone, Lin Xiao stood still.

Snapped!

Suddenly, a military salute was delivered, "Dad, I'm coming to see you."

The one-meter-high tombstone in the front has been carved with a taboo, and it says, Mr. Lin Hai’s tomb.

Nowadays, the only thing to do is to carry the museum and move the grave!

Xu Hao stood behind, holding a bundle of money papers that he had prepared long ago, a bundle of incense, and dozens of candles.

He continued in six directions, lighting six candles each.

After doing this, he came to Lin Xiao and handed over the incense in his hand to him.

After doing this, he quietly retreated not far away, not to disturb the somewhat chic figure from the back.

He knew that at this time, the unparalleled celebrity general in the empire, who had never come before, needed silence most at this moment.

Lin Xiao took the incense and walked forward. He had never kneeled before anyone, but at this moment he kneeled in vain under the futon in front of the tombstone.

I took the money paper, lit it with a candle, put it in the brazier bit by bit, "Dad, Xiaoer came to see you, I don’t know how you are below, but don’t worry, I won’t let you just So dead for no reason."

The tone was indifferent, without sorrow or joy, as if he was telling the most common words.

However, the killing intent in the eyes is vain and concurrent, if someone were here, I would have been scared to death.

Lin Xiao picked up the three sticks of incense, lit it in the brazier, and straightened up. Under the flame, the face that was masculine and handsome, but arrogant, softened for no reason.

He looked at the top of the tombstone, the two characters with Lin Hai written on it, and sighed deeply.

After holding the incense respectfully, bend over and kowtow, make three consecutive beeps, and then insert the incense into the incense burner.

Do not kneel to the sky, nor do you kneel to the sky, even the one who sits on the dragon chair and monitors the sentient beings in the world does not kneel.

However, if a man stands upright, parents must kneel!

Although his father was harsh on him, he taught him a lot of principles in dealing with people, and taught him what it means to be forbearance and accumulation.

What's more, raise him to become a man.

That day, the day before Lin’s Daxia was about to fall, the middle-aged man who treated people and things in a gentle manner and could not fault anything, stood with him on the top floor of the high-rise building of the Lin Group.

Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the distance together, looking at the brightly lit and prosperous night view of Yanjing downstairs.

"Xiao'er, you have grown up and become a human being. I am very pleased, but I hope that your future will be more than just three quarters of acres of land between Snail House and Yanjing."

That day, my father was so smiling, looked at him, stretched out his hand compared to a frame, and smiled at him who was just over twenty: "The world is big, it's big, it's bigger than you can imagine. "

"People of us, the sky is actually only this big, so big, like a frog at the bottom of a well, no matter how we jump, we can't jump out of this frame."

Having said this, he stretched out his hand and patted, listening to Lin Xiao who was ignorant at the time, showing a rare gentle smile, "Xiao'er, I hope you don’t go my way, I hope you can go further and further. Far away, to the pinnacle of that world, so that everyone can only look up at you."

After saying this, I didn't say much, just stared deep into the distance.

At that time, Lin Xiao didn't understand what this meant, maybe it was just a father's expectation of his son.

Now he knows.

Perhaps, that night, that man had already noticed something wrong, and was arranging a way out for him.

No sorrow, no joy, indifferent.

Lin Xiao knelt under the futon and waved his hand in exchange for Xu Hao, "Haozi, did you find out who asked you to investigate?"

"I found it."

Xu Hao respectfully said, took out a piece of information, and reported: "Five years ago, the old man of your clan, the Lin family did participate, and it was his eldest grandson who came out to deal with it."

"Go, please come."

Lin Xiao gave an order, then closed his eyes slightly, and stopped speaking, like an old monk entering concentration, without sorrow or joy, like a bodhisattva who is immovable like a king.

He knew that things would not be that simple. With his father's wisdom and demon mind, how could Da Xia Jiangqi be so easy?

In the end, he took his own life?

At dusk, Lin Xiao knelt and stood on the futon, never moving too much.

The white candles swayed in the dim sky, the incense curled, and the huge tomb was gloomy.

Ordinary people, perhaps as soon as they come, will be frightened to death by this terrifying and gloomy environment.

But for people like Yu Linxiao who have been fighting on the battlefield and rolling in the dead, that's actually the case.

It's not too cold today, Lin Xiao just wore a black vest, a white shirt, and trousers, full of three-dimensionality.

Especially with his beautiful face, it is enough to fascinate countless women of all ages.

Step on~

Soon, a commercial vehicle stopped steadily not far away.

Xu Hao dragged a figure to the front.

It was also at this time that Lin Xiao, who had been kneeling on the futon, finally opened his eyes with a gleam of light, and then slowly got up, squinting slightly to look at the uninvited guest brought by Xu Hao.

Men, light blue suits, are all custom-made, a set of at least hundreds of thousands, with millions of Patek Philippe in their hands.

The face is pretty good, about thirty years old, very elegant, with a hint of evil.

This kind of man has a very fatal attraction to those boring young women in the boudoir.

Xu Hao loosened all the bindings on him and pushed it to the ground in one fell swoop.

"Lao Tzu, shall I go to you, do you know who I am? How dare you?"

The man, as soon as he let go, he was furious and cursed, but when he saw the environment in front of him, he was so scared that he didn't dare to speak.

In the dim environment, the white candles were swaying in the cold wind, and the incense curling in the empty tomb, especially in the twilight period, it was even more gloomy.

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