Facing Yuanwai Zhang, he probably only had disdain in his eyes.
"Besides the veteran, please come over a little bit, you are so far away from me, I can't measure your index." Lin Fan reminded.
Zhang Yuanwai snorted coldly, and said: "There is no dead person in my family, so I don't need you to make filial piety for me!"
He is now dizzy with anger.
Unexpectedly, Lin Fan would be so arrogant that he took the white cloth and wanted to make him a filial obedience.
Lin Fan continued to remind: "I have already spoken to you, old man, yesterday, and what I said was very clear."
"Let you prepare a coffin today, and I will come over and put your son into the coffin."
"You said, your son is going to die, it's not good for you as an old man not to wear sackcloth and filial piety, right?"
His complexion changed, and he said, "Could it be that those two boys didn't bring the words to me? I'm going to trouble those two people now!"
He was about to go out, when the muscular man stood up and said with a smile: "There's no need to look for it, the words have already been brought."
The muscular man came over, circled around Lin Fan, sized him up, and said, "However, we haven't prepared the coffin yet, because I don't know your size, so it's not easy to make."
He used his own way to treat his own body, and wanted to build a coffin for Lin Fan.
Lin Fan glanced at this person casually, and asked, "Who are you? I'm talking to Zhang Yuanwai, and you want to interrupt."
Mr. Zhang laughed out loud.
"This is my second uncle. He is an acquired martial artist. He is extremely powerful. I am waiting for you to come over today and I will kill you!"
Contempt was in his eyes.
Acquired warriors are not ordinary existences.
This kind of person can hang and beat a monk on the fifth floor of the Qi refining period!
With such a powerful martial artist, he is afraid of a fart!
"So, you didn't prepare this coffin at all?" Lin Fan said, feeling a little breathless.
These people don't take their own words seriously, but just fall in their ears?
"I'm going to kill you today, don't say your second uncle is here, even if your ancestor is here, I can't stop it!"
Lin Fan was cold, and went forward to measure Zhang Yuanwai's body index.
"I see, you are courting death!"
Mr. Zhang's second uncle was furious. He raised his fist and threw it at Lin Fan.
"I punch you, and you'll be smashed to pieces!"
He was incomparably arrogant, the strength in his body surged, attached to his fist, and unexpectedly produced a violent wind, which was extremely frightening.
This punch can easily kill a cow or a horse!
It must be easier to kill Lin Fan!
However, he only felt a cold light suddenly flashed before his eyes, and with a "plop", his arm had already fallen to the ground!
Next to him, Xue Wujiang retracted his knife, and reminded him kindly: "My Lin Sheng has already said that he only kills you, Mr. Zhang. For others, it's better not to come here to seek death."
At this time, the second uncle Zhang Gongzi felt the severe pain, hugged his arm, and yelled.
The blood splashed onto Zhang Yuanwai's face and melted into Zhang Yuanwai's eyes. Zhang Yuanwai shuddered, and his legs instantly went limp!
"Please make way." Lin Fan asked, asking Mr. Zhang's second uncle to make way.
Mr. Zhang's second uncle fainted from the pain and fell to the side. Lin Fan ignored him and finally came to Zhang Yuanwai.
He smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, please reach out. I want to measure your bust and waist so that I can make clothes for you."
Zhang Yuanwai was completely stupid!
He stretched out his hand, but his legs were shaking.
Lin Fan used a tape measure to measure it, but his legs kept shaking with his body, making Lin Fan a little unclear.
Lin Fan frowned and said, "Can you be more steady, how can I see clearly when you're like this?"
Zhang Yuanwai was frightened out of his wits, but was still trembling.
Lin Fan glanced at Xue Wujiang, and said, "Come here, cut off his two legs."
Then, Zhang Yuanwai had already seen the knife Xue Wujiang drew out.
That knife was made in my own home. It is extremely sharp, not to mention killing people without seeing blood. Cutting off bones of cattle and pigs is as easy as cutting tofu!
"No, no! I can stand firm!"
He screamed, and his legs stopped shaking immediately.
Satisfied, Lin Fan measured the ZhangAfter extracting the data of the body, he put the white cloth on the table on the spot and began to make mourning clothes.
In fact, mourning clothes are simple, that is, a piece of fabric is sewn with a needle and thread, so that it looks just like that.
However, what Lin Fan did was very complicated and delicate.
Fortunately, his speed is very fast, and he finished it in less than half an hour, and put it on for Zhang Yuanwai.
"Not bad, it fits very well." Lin Fan smiled.
Zhang Yuanwai nodded stupidly and said, "It fits, fits."
"You come here too." Lin Fan pointed to Mr. Zhang.
Mr. Zhang's hair was so frightened that it stood on end, and when he walked in front of Lin Fan, his eyes were full of tears.
"Also ask Mr. Lin to let me go." He whispered.
Lin Fan just smiled.
After a while, he said: "You know, I accepted an apprentice half a year ago, and you are the one with the worst talent."
Mr. Zhang nodded.
Lin Fan sighed, and said, "However, you actually hold grudges because of this. Instead of trying to prove that you can practice and slap your face with facts, you want to make trouble for me instead."
"The night before yesterday, you left me in the theater, do you still remember?"
Mr. Zhang lowered his head and did not speak.
He regrets it now to the point of death.
If he knew that Lin Fan was so powerful, he would not even have trouble with Lin Fan, he would not even have time to hug Lin Fan's thigh!
It's too late to regret now!
"Actually, I didn't care about the fact that you left me behind, but you tried every means to get Zhao Qing and Shui Yu drunk, and that's your fault, that's not someone you can touch."
Mr. Zhang's pupils shrank slightly.
"Those two are both your women?"
Lin Fan shook his head.
Shuiyu has its own beads, that is, it is destined to be with itself.
Zhao Qing is her aunt's daughter, and Aunt Zhao treats her very well, almost raising herself as her son, so Zhao Qing can be said to be her sister.
In short, you can't move anyone!
"Don't care if it's my woman, just don't move."
Zhang Yuanwai on one side was ashamed and furious!
He slapped his son on the face and cursed: "It's immoral! How dare you go out to play with women! Quickly kneel down and apologize to Mr. Lin!"
Mr. Zhang is a shrewd person, knowing that his father is trying to protect himself.
He nodded quickly, and was about to kneel down to apologize, hoping to save his life.
However, Lin Fan shook his head and said, "Stop doing useless work, you are just an ant, no matter how much you flaunt your might, I won't care about it."
"However, you bit me last night and asked more than a hundred warriors to kill me, then I can only crush you to death."
Zhang Yuanwai quickly explained, saying: "Children are ignorant, it's just a joke."
However, after speaking, Xue Wujiang had already slapped him across the face.
"Don't be violent." Lin Fan scolded! "Today we came here for reason, if we can not do it, we will not do it!"
Then, he laughed and said: "We are not sensible, we want to make a joke and kill your son."
Zhang Yuanwai was a little desperate.
Could it be that I can't save my son's life today?
Mr. Zhang was still resourceful, gritted his teeth, stomped his feet and said, "Are you afraid? I'll go to Kaishanzong to sue you!"
"We have plenty of money, so I will sue you, saying that you killed innocent people indiscriminately! Xue Wujiang, the founder of the sect, is a sensible person, and he will punish you! Let you go to hell!"
Lin Fan and Xue Wujiang looked at each other and smiled.
Xue Wujiang opened his mouth and said, "I am Xue Wujiang."
"The person you killed yesterday was my founding master, Xue Wujiang." (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com