Urban: Town Country War God

Being able to stray to this position in the forest is highly regarded by the overwhelmingly powerful old man of the Lin family, and he is naturally worthy of him.

Whether it is the strength in the market, or the viciousness in the gray road, they are enough to match many older lords.

However, today, the heart that has always thought that Gujing Bubo has jumped again and again.

First for no reason, at a party, he was tied to such a weird tomb for no reason.

Later, I saw someone he didn't want to see in his entire life.

Nowadays, he will lose his life even more.

This…

"Lin Xiao, dare you kill me, the old man will not let you go!"

Lin Zhong was helpless. At this time, no wrist could help. He could only use the most dumb method to threaten, hoping that Lin Xiao could fear the Lin family and let him go.

However, all this is to no avail.

Lin Xiao turned a blind eye to him, turned a deaf ear to threats, and handed the gun in his hand to Xu Hao, then stroked the slightly wrinkled shirt, and turned to leave the tomb.

Before leaving, I didn't even look at the forest.

Lin Zhong: "..."

"Lin Xiao, you can't kill, you can't kill me!"

He panicked, panicked on his side, and never felt the coming of death as he did today.

Xu Hao took the pistol and walked towards him step by step, like the death knell of the **** of death, knocking on the heart of the forest again and again.

Let his mind restless, the whole person began to lose consciousness.

Backward step by step, his head turned fast, hoping to figure out any way to escape this journey of death.

"Be a good person in the next life."

Xu Hao grinned, and a trace of bloodthirsty flashed across his face.

boom!

The gunshot sounded, without letting Lin Zhong say anything, made any response, a shot directly hit the head, and a pair of crosses was struck.

There was still a look of horror on his face, and his eyes began to fade away.

boom!

In the end, he fell to the ground and died completely, his eyes widened, with a hint of regret and unwillingness.

No matter how many people do it, the sky really won't watch, but I, Lin Xiao, is watching!

I don’t know if there is a god, but I am here!

Lin Huajun, don't you like to take the lives of others?

Well, I also like to play with other people's lives.

Dead in the forest, silently, died in front of this eerie and terrifying cemetery.

When the people in the dark night sent his head and plaque to a very old huge mansion that bordered on the northernmost part of Yanjing, the whole Lin family was boiling over.

In the deepest part of the ancient house, there is a Buddhist hall. An old man with white temples knelt on the ground and prayed sincerely to the benevolent Buddha statue in the center of the hall.

The old man was about seventy years old, wearing a Tang suit, his face was like the kind-looking Buddha statue, and he looked very gracious and full of Buddha spirit.

But while the Buddha's aura is hidden inside, it is the monstrous evil aura.

This is an old man who makes one look at it, and it is enough to see the extraordinary.

It was noisy and bustling outside, without causing any waves to appear on him, as if the old monk entered meditation, he knelt in front of the Buddha, closed his eyes and prayed.

Step on~

Outside, an unusually rapid footstep sounded.

A middle-aged man walked in hurriedly and saw the old man kneeling in front of the Buddha. Although his face was anxious, he did not dare to disturb the old man.

After a long time, the old man finally opened his eyes. His eyes are very strange, different from others, they are actually rare natural eyes, one yin and one yang, very deep, and only need to look at others with the stock, you can penetrate everything. temperament.

"Hangli, what's the matter, so anxious?"

The middle-aged man called Huangli by the old man has a face that is faintly similar to the old man.

Seeing the old man finally spoke, he breathed a sigh of relief, not daring to yell.

Try to keep yourself calm and follow this old man for many years, and he is also his father.

Since childhood, he has understood a truth, in front of him can not be surprised, can not be confused, otherwise, the next, perhaps it will be a punishment like a storm.

"Dad, Zhonger is dead." Lin Huangli said solemnly.

"How did you die?" The old man's voice was hoarse, as if the death of the most important grandson was a stranger.

The old man is no one else. It is Lin Huajun, the once great owl of Tianzi No.1 in Northern Xinjiang, who is now the head of the Lin family.

Standing in front of him, the middle-aged man named Lin Huangli is his eldest son. He is currently in charge of the trade management of several large companies in the family, and occasionally trades with the gray powers from the empire, and plays some black business.

Lin Huangli quickly said, "It was killed by Lin Xiao, the only son of the fourth brother."

"Lin Hai's **** son?"

Lin Huajun frowned slightly, a little displeased, "Sell someone to catch Lin Xiao, but I want to see how capable Lin Hai and his trash son is."

Lin Huangli hesitated to speak, but he didn't dare to speak, and he didn't know how to answer the conversation.

I can’t say that they not only killed your precious grandson, but also asked you Lin Huajun to keep the spirit for seven days, and then apologize for himself.

"Hangli, what are you still standing here for?"

"Hurry up!"

The last sentence was very heavy, making Lin Huangli shiver, "Dad, that"

Ok?

Lin Huajun's eyes condensed slightly, his double pupils and the monstrous evil spirit hidden in his body, a brain burst out, scared Lin Huangli almost could not stand firmly, his legs were weak, and he was about to kneel to the ground.

call!

He took a deep breath, forcibly resisted the panic in his heart, took out the plaque in his hand, walked forward and handed it to his father, and tremblingly reported: "Dad, Lin Xiao said that you will keep your spirit for seven days, and then apologize. "

Lin Huajun: "..."

Lin Huajun slightly squinted his eyes and stared at this plaque. On it was a gentle middle-aged man, who was also his most unwelcome fourth son, and his eyes grew colder and colder.

Lin Huangli also shivered more and more.

Storms often come only when they are the most peaceful.

as expected.

boom!

Lin Huajun slammed the plaque in his hand to the ground, and the Buddha in front of him was indifferent, with just that monstrous evil spirit.

thump!

Lin Huangli, who couldn't help but thumped, knelt on the ground, trembling and daring not to speak.

He is very aware of his own father's temperament.

Over the years, although Jinpen washed his hands and started to work in business, the rashness in his bones has not changed. On the contrary, as he gets older and older, he has become more and more fierce.

Even after so many years of praying in front of the Buddha and baptism in Buddhist scriptures, the hostility of his body has not been restrained, but it has become more and more fierce.

This is a real big owl, an old man who has long lost his emotions and can do whatever it takes for his own benefit.

"It's interesting, dare to let me keep the spirit for seven days, and make me apologize?"

"Really interesting!"

Lin Huajun's eyes gradually became cold, with no emotions, and evil spirits circulated on him.

Of course, at this time, the outdoors began to become noisy, but a young man walked into the hall surrounded by groups of people.

"Father, my temper hasn't changed for so many years."

Lin Huajun: "..."

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