Urban: Town Country War God

Keep the spirit for seven days?

Zhu Jiu?

These few words seem to be an understatement, but in reality they exude endless killing intent.

Make everyone present fearful.

A group of Lin family members hid in the distance one after another, not daring to step forward, all of them looked scared, and some were angry, but no one dared to speak at this time.

Dozens of security guards and subordinates with heavy weapons were killed just as the young man in front of them undertook the words.

The second master of the Lin family, the tycoon in the shopping mall, did not do anything, so he died on the spot.

That person, who was in the northern Xinjiang in the early years, was comparable to the Patriarch of Galeries Lafayette in Jiangzhou, and now their biggest talker in the Lin family is too much to lift his head. He can only kneel on the ground, glaring at each other, but helpless.

At this time, who would dare to come forward?

Who would dare to stand out at such a moment and attack this young man?

There is no such thing as smooth life in life.

All kinds of hurdles and tribulations fluctuate in your mediocre, rich, or turbulent life.

Lin Huajun has been in his current position, and he is respected as the number one tiger in the Lin family. After seventy years, he can still play the final word and change the color in the market on the road.

It depends on the strength and confidence in the hands.

When, watching the death of his two sons and the killing of the subordinates of the family elite security guard, his face only changed slightly.

After that, he returned to his bodhisattva look without sorrow and joy again. The double pupils stared at Lin Xiao firmly, and said solemnly: "Lin Xiao, you can't do things very well, hasn't your father taught you this principle? "

"Grandpa, you used to be in the gray road before, in those turbulent years, have you never heard of the principle of cutting grass to root out?"

Lin Xiao asked rhetorically.

Lin Huajun: "..."

Chopping the grass to get rid of the roots, indeed, if this grandson had been killed in the first place, maybe he would not have the troubles he has now.

But it's not too late now!

Lin Huajun's face became more and more calm, and the Buddha's energy that came out of him after so many years of eating fast and reciting the Buddha's body was also a radiant victory, setting off his whole body more and more solemn and sacred.

And the monstrous evil spirit hidden in his body was released along with the Buddha's energy, rendering his whole person like a demon like a Buddha.

Wow!

The faces of the Lin family members on the periphery changed drastically, and they went backwards one after another.

He kept exiting for four or five meters, and then stopped after exiting the hall, staring at Lin Xiao with a sneer.

Because they knew that at this time, the old man was about to explode the evil spirit he had suppressed in his body for so many years.

It's going to kill!

"I think it's right to cut the grass to get rid of the roots, but it's not too late now."

Lin Huajun's voice is hoarse, that old face is full of coldness, and his body is magnificent, and he is about to get up and punish him.

Of course, just when he was running his whole body strength, he found that he was still motionless.

He is not reconciled.

With a savage face, he continued to run the internal force in his body that had been cultivated for decades.

But found that this time still unable to move.

This…

Suddenly, his face changed drastically, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Lin Xiao, "How is this possible?!"

Lin Xiao just stretched out his hand gently, spread his five fingers, and pressed it down so gently.

Lin Huajun, an all-powerful old man who was comparable to the old man of the Northern Xinjiang Galeries Lafayette, his whole figure sank down again, his waist which was originally rickety, became more and more curved.

Press again.

puff!

Suddenly, he spit out a big mouthful of blood, and the Buddha and evil spirits all over his body suddenly disappeared.

There were still some black hairs, almost blinking, what was visible to the naked eye, instantly went white.

His face was pale as paper, cold sweat was falling all over his body, his face was full of disbelief, and the panic that could no longer be hidden.

The whole person seemed to be tens of years old, lifeless, only the dull lifelessness, just like decayed at the same time.

Everyone: "..."

What's the situation?

The old man exhausted all his strength and collapsed in such an understatement.

This

For a time, the Lin family members were in an uproar, and they were all shocked.

Lin Xiao gently retracted his palm and stood with his hand, condescendingly looking at Lin Huajun, who is in the shape of a walking dead, and his grandfather, with a bright smile on his face, "Good and evil will be rewarded, but the time has not come, you see When the time comes, retribution will come."

Lin Huajun bowed his head and said nothing, his heart was ashamed.

Before his strength had time to bloom, it faded away, and sixty years of practice had once turned into nothingness.

He is not reconciled.

However, there is no alternative.

"Who on earth are you?"

For a long time, Lin Huajun took a deep breath, suppressed the horror and grief in his heart, raised his head and looked at Lin Xiao, and asked with difficulty.

It's hard to believe that five years ago, he was just a mediocre young man, a dog who lost his family.

However, five years later, he not only gained a monstrous and mysterious power, but his strength was even stronger than an old guy like him who had been in an era.

This is incredible.

Lin Xiao clapped his hands, touched his pockets, and found that the cigarette had been exhausted.

Xu Hao, who had been standing behind him, immediately understood, and immediately took out a pack of cigarettes, took out a cigarette and handed it respectfully.

The latter took the smoke and ignited it with a lighter. However, Lin Huajun's inquiry was completely ignored.

As the smoke was lingering, Lin Xiao narrowed his eyes, looking at the black-and-white photo of the middle-aged man in his hand, lost in thought, and muttered, "I was framed by Lin Ruo back then. I used this as an excuse to collude with the four clans and the Xiao family. Destroy me."

"Grandpa, the turmoil that year, if you stand up and say a few words, the ending may be different."

"Actually, you don't have to make a move. I may not come today. However, it is a pity that you secretly made a move for profit and family glory, and personally sent your son to the dead end."

When he said these words, Lin Xiao's tone was flat, and he couldn't see the emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy, but the killing intent was suppressed, but only the person concerned could know...

Lin Huajun didn't answer, or said he didn't know how to answer.

He didn't want to respond to the turmoil five years ago.

Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, not to mention that Lin Hai hasn't liked him since he was a child, and it is naturally impossible for him to be framed and killed.

An abandoned son who is judged from the family is optional, and can naturally be abandoned for the benefit.

What kind of family affection can the rich family talk about?

"My mother told me to tell me not to deal with you. After all, the Lin family is my root, my dad's root, and the place where he was born and raised."

Lin Xiao's expression was a little sad, but then he became cold in vain, his eyes were sharp, staring at Lin Huajun, and coldly said: "However, my heart is not peaceful. Without you, I can't apologize to my father who has gone underground. ."

"So, do it yourself!"

Lin Huajun: "..."

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