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Lin Zhong is able to get to where he is now, and is highly regarded by the powerful old man of the Lin family, both gray and white, so he is naturally good.
¡°Whether it is the strength in the shopping mall or the ruthlessness on the gray road, it is enough to rival many big lords of the older generation.
But today, my heart, which I always thought was calm, started to beat again and again.
First, for no apparent reason, at a party, I was tied to such a weird grave for no reason.
Finally, he met someone he never wanted to see in his life.
Now, even more, his life is about to be lost.
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"Lin Xiao, if you dare to kill me, I won't let you go!"
Lin Zhong was helpless. At this time, no means would help. He could only use this stupidest method to threaten, hoping that Lin Xiao would be afraid of the Lin family and let him go.
But, all this is of no avail.
Lin Xiao turned a blind eye to him and turned a deaf ear to the threat. He handed the gun in his hand to Xu Hao, then smoothed his slightly wrinkled shirt, turned around and left 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 was panicked. He was panicked. He had never felt the approach of death like he did today.
Xu Hao held a pistol and walked towards him step by step, like the death knell of death, striking Lin Zhong's heart again and again.
It made him feel restless and his whole body began to lose consciousness.
Step by step, he stepped backwards, his head turning rapidly, hoping to think of some way to escape this death journey.
"Be a good person in the next life."
Xu Hao grinned, a trace of bloodlust flashing across his face.
boom!
The gunfire rang out, and Lin Zhong was not allowed to say anything or react. He shot directly into the head and penetrated the whole body.
There was still a look of fear on his face, and his eyes began to blur.
Boom!
In the end, he suddenly fell to the ground, completely dead, his eyes widened, with unwillingness, helplessness and a trace of regret.
No matter how much people do, God will not watch, but I, Lin Xiao, am watching!
I don¡¯t know if there is a god in my head, but I am there!
Lin Huajun, don¡¯t you like to take control of other people¡¯s lives?
¡°Okay, I also like to play with other people¡¯s lives.
He died in the forest, died quietly, and died in front of this eerie cemetery.
When the man in the dark night sent his head and plaque to a very ancient and huge ancient house in the far north of Yanjing on the border with Northern Xinjiang, the entire Lin family was boiling.
In the deepest part of the ancient house, there is a Buddhist hall. An old man with white hair on his temples is kneeling on the ground, praying sincerely towards the kind-hearted Buddha statue in the center of the hall.
The old man is about seventy years old. He is wearing a Tang suit and has the same face as the kind-hearted Buddha statue. He looks very friendly and full of Buddha energy.
But while the Buddhist aura is hidden inside, there is also the overwhelming evil aura.
¡°This is an old man who is extraordinary enough to be recognized by just one glance.
The noisy and bustling outside did not cause any disturbance to him. He was still kneeling in front of the Buddha, closing his eyes and praying like the old monk in meditation.
Outside, there was the sound of unusually rapid footsteps.
A middle-aged man hurriedly walked in and saw the old man kneeling in front of the Buddha. Although his face was full of anxiety, he did not dare to disturb the old man.
After a long time, the old man finally opened his eyes. His eyes were very strange. Different from others, he had rare natural eyes, one yin and one yang. They were very deep. He could penetrate everything by just looking at others. temperament.
"Huangli, what's the matter, are you so anxious?"
The middle-aged man whom the old man calls Huangli has a face that is vaguely similar to the old man.
Seeing that the old man finally spoke, he breathed a sigh of relief and did not dare to yell.
Try your best to keep yourself calm. I have followed this old man for many years and is also my father.
Ever since he was a child, he has understood the truth that he cannot be startled or lose control in front of him, otherwise, the next step may be a punishment like a violent wind or a rainstorm.
"Dad, Zhong'er is dead." Lin Huangli said solemnly.
"How did you die?" The old man's voice was hoarse, asking for the son who valued his grandson the most.He died as if he were a stranger.
The old man is none other than Lin Huajun, who was once the number one tycoon in Northern Xinjiang and is now the head of the Lin family.
Standing in front of him, a middle-aged man named Lin Huangli is his eldest son. He is currently responsible for the trade management of several major companies in the family. He occasionally makes deals with various gray path forces from the empire and does some black business.
Lin Huangli said quickly, "He was killed by Lin Xiao, the only son of the fourth brother."
¡°Lin Hai¡¯s good-for-nothing son?¡±
Lin Huajun frowned slightly, a little displeased, "Send someone to arrest Lin Xiao. I want to see how capable Lin Hai's good-for-nothing son is."
Lin Huangli hesitated to speak. He did not dare to speak and did not know how to answer the question.
"You can't say that they not only killed your precious grandson, but also asked you, Lin Huajun, to keep vigil for seven days and then commit suicide to apologize."
"Kangli, what are you still doing standing here?"
"Hurry up and go!"
The last sentence was so strong that it made Lin Huangli shudder, "Dad, that"
Um?
Lin Huajun's eyes narrowed slightly. His double pupils and the overwhelming evil energy hidden in his body came out all at once. Lin Huangli was so frightened that he almost lost his balance. His legs became weak and he was about to kneel to the ground.
Phew!
He took a deep breath, suppressed 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 should stay vigil for seven days and then commit suicide to apologize. "
Lin Huajun: ¡°¡¡±
Lin Huajun squinted slightly and stared at the plaque. On it was a picture of a gentle middle-aged man, his most disliked fourth son, and his eyes became colder and colder.
Lin Huangli also became more and more trembling.
Storms often come during the quietest times.
as expected.
boom!
Lin Huajun slammed the plaque in his hand to the ground. His body in front of the Buddha was indifferent, with only the overwhelming evil aura.
Plop!
Lin Huang, who could no longer bear the pressure, fell to his knees with a plop on the ground, trembling and afraid to speak.
He knows very well the temperament of his father.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????Although he washed his hands and started to engage in business, the gangster spirit in his heart has never changed. On the contrary, as he gets older, he becomes more and more fierce.
Even after so many years of praying in front of the Buddha and baptizing Buddhist scriptures, his anger has not subsided. On the contrary, it has become more and more intense.
This is a real tycoon, an old man who has long since lost his emotions and desires and will do whatever it takes for his own benefit.
"It's interesting. You dare to ask me to keep vigil for seven days, and also ask me to commit suicide to apologize?"
¡°It¡¯s really interesting!¡±
Lin Huajun's eyes gradually turned cold and emotionless, and the evil spirit flowed through him.
However, at this time, the outside began to become noisy, and a young man walked into the hall surrounded by several groups of people.
"Old man, after all these years, my temper still hasn't changed."
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