Urban: Town Country War God

People fight for the breath of flowers on both sides of the strait in front of the Buddha. For the Buddha, naturally they fight for the incense stick.

The old man of the Lin family, after burning incense and worshiping Buddha for so many years, he has not cultivated the Buddha spirit, but has cultivated his own hostility.

A magnetic sound came from outside the door, making his already different double pupil gradually cold, and then he began to play again.

Outside the door, there was a very young and handsome young man. Behind him was a man who looked like a **** Shura. One after another, the guards of the Lin family were confronted with guns and walked in.

Lin Xiao!

Lin Huangli recognized this young man at a glance, the only son of his fourth brother.

Unexpectedly, he was so bold that he dared to come to their Lin family personally at this time.

More than him.

This is true of all the members of the Lin family.

A moment ago, he also sent the head of his future family heir, but a moment later, people arrived.

"Grandpa, it's been a long time since I saw you, how are you doing well these days?"

Lin Xiao walked with his hands in his hands, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his equipment was extraordinary, and he had the spirit of looking at all beings in the world.

Step by step towards the hall, he looked peacefully at this old man who was looking at himself playfully.

The Lin family is his own family, five years away from home, it is time to come back and take a look.

Look at their family, look at the place where his father was born.

The evil spirit of Lin Huajun turned in vain, and then returned to the Buddha's energy. The change was very fast, which made people stunned.

With a Buddha spirit, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, a very friendly old man, he smiled and said: "Very good, Xiaoer, I didn't expect that you will be able to come back after five years away from home. Grandpa is very pleased."

The members of the Lin family all around were horrified.

They knew too well that when the old man showed this posture, he was either sincerely pampering a junior, or he was suppressing his monstrous evil spirit in his heart.

Once it really breaks out, it will probably be a violent wind. Heavy rain will sweep over it.

It will be a big horror!

Around Lin Xiao, the security guards and subordinates of the Lin family held weapons and surrounded Lin Xiao, waiting in full battle.

Lin Xiao ignored him and walked forward step by step. When the old man was still three meters away, he stopped and looked up at the kind-looking Bodhisattva right in front of him. What kind of Purdue people are people who cross the world?"

"Grandpa, you have been practicing Buddha for so many years, don't you know if you know?"

After speaking, he raised his eyes and looked down at Lin Huajun condescendingly.

With a smile on his face, he was very gentle, without the arrogance of a sword, it was entirely the attitude of the younger generation towards the elders.

Lin Huajun didn't like this condescending posture slightly. He wanted to get up, but when he moved, his face changed slightly, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Lin Xiao, with a vague flash of killing intent in his eyes.

The latter is still the polite posture, there is nothing domineering, only the calm and gentle.

It's hard for outsiders to know these details, only knowing that the two of them are greeting each other in a friendly manner.

Except for Lin Huangli.

Lin Huangli was shocked, he knew too well what strength his father was.

Yes, the generation of Northern Xinjiang has become a generation of great lords, and there are many subordinates, compared with the Galeries Lafayette in the hinterland of Northern Xinjiang.

That is, such an old man is so calmly suppressed that he can't get up.

This…

Lin Huajun quietly used his internal strength and wanted to get up, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up, so he could only kneel down like this...

"Actually, I always have a question I want to ask you, five years ago, did you participate in it?"

Lin Xiao glanced at him, Lin Huajun, who was already oozing cold sweat on his forehead, was calm and composed.

Then he glanced at a sparse plaque he smashed, bent slightly, picked it up, picked up his photo album, patted the dust, and blew it slightly, blowing the dust into Lin Huajun’s face, smiling and asking Tao.

Lin Huajun: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Great rebellion is simply rebellious.

How dare to treat the old man like this.

For a time, the Lin family members thought that the old man would be furious, and then killed the bereaved dog five years ago for the waste in their eyes.

But, very unexpected, very unexpected.

The old man, actually indifferent, didn't have any anger at all, but he laughed.

"Haha, good, good!"

Lin Huajun laughed for no reason, "There is a bit of spirit from Lin Hai back then, he also questioned me in front of me just like you did. I still remember that at that time, he also looked similar to yours."

Lin Xiao was slightly surprised, and suddenly became interested, and smiled and asked, "How do you say this?"

However, Lin Huajun didn't answer him. Instead, he glanced at Lin Huangli quietly from the corner of his eye. The latter knew it. He didn't know when a pistol appeared in his hand. He raised his right hand and waved it down suddenly.

Click~

The sound of shifting gears kept flowing, and a group of Lin's security subordinates began to pick up their guns and aimed them at Lin Xiao, and they were about to shoot.

Lin Xiao was indifferent and turned a blind eye to him.

A trace of disdain flashed by Xu Hao behind him.

However, the face of Lin Huajun, who was kneeling down, that was very Buddha-inspired the moment before, became sneer and maddening in the next moment, "You will know if you die."

boom!

Gunshots broke out.

The members of the Lin family sneered again and again. It was just a small bereavement dog who dared to break into their Lin family.

However, before they started to laugh, everyone was stunned, looking at the scene ahead in disbelief, and their hearts were full of shock.

Lin Huajun, a former great owl in the northern Xinjiang region, an old man with a fierce anger in the city government, has long been able to face Mount Tai without changing his face.

At this moment, his face also changed drastically, and the double pupils were full of horror.

I saw it in the field.

When the rush was everywhere and countless bullets flew towards Lin Xiao, for no reason, the bullets began to rebound, dozens of bullets, all hitting the owner.

Whether it was the thirty or so security subordinates or Lin Huangli who was shooting to kill Lin Xiao, all of them were shot in the heart at this moment.

Lin Huajun: "..."

Everyone: "..."

This

Incredible.

Unthinkable to the extreme.

No one knows what happened, and no one knows what the **** is going on.

Even Lin Huajun, a powerful and knowledgeable great owl, didn't know.

boom!

A group of people fell to the ground, completely dead.

Lin Huangli, the second son of the Lin family, was also the second uncle of Lin Xiao, and he still had his hideous expression on his face when he died.

"That's the strength of the Lin family?" Lin Xiao swept around, his eyes were indifferent, and his lips curled slightly.

Lin Huajun was speechless.

Lin Xiao took the photo album in his hand and slowly walked forward under the attention of everyone. When he came to the huge Buddha statue, he put the photo album in his hand in front of him, blocking the Buddha statue.

Turning to look at Lin Huajun with a shocked look, he said indifferently: "I promised Mom not to kill you. You will keep your spirit for seven days, kneel down and apologize, otherwise."

"Zhu the whole clan!"

Lin Huajun: "..."

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