Ning Xin said very simple, so simple that there are only two words: "Lin Yu!"
When Xia Youwei heard the name "Lin Yu", his expression was completely petrified in an instant.
Xia Youwei and Lin Yu have had many dealings with each other, and they deeply know Lin Yu's power and are also very afraid of Lin Yu in their hearts.
However, Jia Yangwei didn't even know what Lin Yu looked like, but he had heard of this name, so he didn't feel afraid in his heart. He immediately laughed out loud: "Little girl, little girl,"
What's wrong with Lin Yu? Even if he comes in person, what can he do? With Brother Xia here, he can still obey him and kneel on the ground and kowtow to call grandpa."
"Oh, is that?" Before Jia Yangwei could finish his words, a cold shout came from behind him.
Hearing this voice, Xia Youwei was so scared that she almost collapsed on the ground, her voice trembling extremely violently: "Lin...Lin...Lin Yu..."
Lin Yu glanced at everyone and shouted loudly: "Stop it all!"
Jia Yangwei was shocked when he saw that the person who had destroyed his arm was Lin Yu, but when he saw that there were so many people on his side, his courage became fatter and looked at Lin with great pride.
Yu shouted loudly: "So you are Lin Yu, we are really enemies and the road is narrow!"
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Lin Yu's mouth, and he said, "Is it worthy of being a scoundrel who is a narrow road with my enemies?"
Hearing Lin Yu sneering disdainfully, Jia Yangwei wanted to rush forward directly, but then he thought about what happened just now, so he lost the courage. He glanced at Xia Youwei from the corner of his eyes and shouted anxiously: "Lin Yu, you
Do you know who he is?"
Lin Yu smiled coldly and said, "I don't know, I'll have to worry about your impotence. Let me introduce it to me?"
Jia Yangwei, with a smug face, introduced loudly word by word: "He is the son of the dignified Duke Xia, the deputy commander of the Imperial Guards of the Palace, Xia Youwei. Why, do you know you are afraid now?"
Lin Yu's expression still did not change at all, and there was still a disdainful sneer on the corner of his mouth. It was like standing on the street watching the jumping clown performing.
Xia Youwei wanted to beat Jia Yangwei to true impotence at this time. Didn’t this guy put him on the fire and roast him?
The street gangsters and his servants who knew Jia Yangwei were all waving the guys in their hands and began to echo.
Although Xia Youwei knew that Lin Yu's martial arts was very powerful, he saw that there were five or six hundred people here, and Lin Yu had only two, including a weak woman, so he became more courageous and immediately
He shouted loudly: "Lin Yu, I advise you not to worry about this little business, otherwise..."
Lin Yu snorted coldly and laughed, "Or what will happen?"
Before Lin Yu could finish his words, Jia Yangwei took over and shouted angrily: "Otherwise, even you, let you taste the taste of life worse than death!"
At this time, the leader of the follower beside Jia Yangwei wanted to seek credit in front of his master, so he immediately waved the two shaky swords in his hand and shouted loudly: "Brothers, come with me and beat him to death!"
With the call from the follower leader, the rascals who wanted to please Jia Yangwei and Xia Youwei all waved their guys, and rushed up again like crazy as the craziness of the expired chicken blood.
However, none of the yamen runners in the government and the imperial guards in the palace dared to pounce on them. They all knew Lin Yu's power well and knew a little about the current situation. Looking for Lin Yu, it was just that he thought he had lived too long!
Looking at a group of mad dog-like gangsters, Lin Yu didn't even look at them. When they were about to pounce on him, Lin Yu suddenly rushed forward with his luck. In an instant, a sharp airflow was like a huge thrust from the sea.
Like waves, they all veins were broken, and even if they were not dead, they would have completely become useless people. Suddenly, screams and wailings were connected together.
The rest of the people were shocked when they saw this incredible scene. Especially Jia Yangwei, this time he was so scared that he really peed his pants.
Lin Yu's clear eyes immediately condensed into a layer of cold frost, with murderous intent on it: "Jia Yangwei, I remember that I had said just now, let me see you again, I will let you go out.
There is no chance. It seems that you really didn't take what I just said to heart?"
Jia Yangwei saw Lin Yu, the killing god, coming step by step, and was so scared that his whole body was trembling. He subconsciously took a step back and hurriedly asked Xia Youwei next to him for help: "Xia...Xia...Brother
…Save…Help…”
Xia Youwei finally understood how Jia Yangwei's arm was broken. If he knew that Lin Yu did it, even if he had lent him ten more courage, he would not dare to come and cause trouble for Lin Yu. Now he could not wish,
Just tear this guy who is not enough to make a fortune and to pieces.
Lin Yu stepped on the body of Jia Yangwei and the leader, and he screamed in pain. He immediately flew up and two bone-clearing knives with cold light had already stabbed into Jia Yangwei's double.
Above the legs.
Accompanied by a scream like a pig slaughtering, Jia Yangwei plopped and knelt on the ground.
Xia Youwei was so scared that he was frightened, but no matter what, he was the son of Duke Xia and the deputy commander of the imperial guards of the palace. He must not lose his identity in public. Otherwise, he would be really in the future.
I can't gain a foothold in the capital!
After thinking of this, Xia Youwei mustered up the courage and shouted loudly in a slightly timid voice: "Lin Yu, this brother Jia is the son of the Minister of Rites, how dare you..."
Lin Yu smiled coldly and said, "So what about the son of the Minister of Rites? If you dare to do these conscience again, I can guarantee that your fate will be worse than him!"
Xia Youwei, Lin Yu, this naked threat, rushed up on the spot and shouted angrily: "Lin Yu, I am the deputy commander of the Imperial Guards of the Palace. If you dare to hit me, it is disrespectful to the current emperor and will be punished.
The great sin of the Nine Clans!”
Lin Yu snorted coldly and laughed: "The prince committed the same crime as the people. Isn't Commander Xia not hearing this sentence?"
Xia Youwei was so blocked by Lin Yu that he couldn't speak, and shouted anxiously: "Lin Yu, what do you want to do? This is under the feet of the emperor. There is no king's law in your eyes yet?"
Before Xia Youwei's words could be finished, Ning Xin sniffed, took over the words and said with a smile: "Didn't you just say that what you said is the king's law?"
Seeing that Lin Yu was still walking towards him step by step, Xia Youwei rolled his black eyes back and forth, pulled out his sword and put it on Ning Xin's neck, and shouted anxiously: "Lin Yu, if you dare again
Take a step forward, believe it or not, I will kill her now?"
Seeing this, Lin Yu immediately stopped, frowned tightly, and shouted coldly: "Xia Youwei, no matter how you say you are the deputy commander of the dignified Imperial Guard. Is it also in public?
Next, use these despicable means?”
Xia Youwei shouted angrily: "Hmph, Lin Yu, these are all forced by you, they should be remembered on your head."
Although Ning Xin had a cold knife on her snow-white neck, she did not look horrified at the moment, and she said disdainfully: "So shameless, what she did is blamed on others' heads.
.You weren’t just now…”
Hearing Ning Xin's words, Xia Youwei became angry on the spot and shouted anxiously: "Shut up, you damn girl, believe it or not, I will kill you now?"
Seeing that Xia Youwei was a little too excited, Lin Yu was also worried. If he really failed and hurt the little girl in his prime, he immediately snorted coldly and shouted: "Xia Youwei, you let that go
A little girl, I'll let you go, how about it?"
"No, he injured my father and those brothers. You can't just let him go!" Before Lin Yu could finish his speech, Ning Xin took the speech and said.
"You damn girl, shut up!" Xia Youwei was so angry that he roared angrily like a mad dog that had exploded.
At this time, Ning Chen, who was beaten to death, also supported several less injured guys and said in a trembling voice: "We... are okay... don't... hurt... Xin'er..."
Lin Yu saw that this group of people could even make such a ruthless old man. A layer of frost immediately condensed in his clear eyes, and a cold murderous intent flashed inside, looking directly at Xia.
Youwei's eyes shouted angrily: "Xia Youwei, let me ask you for the last time, whether to let anyone go?"
Xia Youwei was frightened by the murderous intent in Lin Yu's eyes, and a deep sense of horror immediately appeared on his expression, and he actually stayed there.
Seeing this, Ning Xin bit Xia Youwei hard on his arm while she was not paying attention.
Xia Youwei screamed in pain, waved a big sword with a cold light, and subconsciously slashed at Ning Xin.
At this critical moment, Mr. Ning Chen had no idea where the strength and speed came from, and rushed up like a crazy wolf.
Puff!
The dazzling bright red is scattered in the sky!
"father!"
"master!"
As the blood was stimulated, Xia Youwei's eyes turned red on the spot, and then waved his knife and slashed straight towards Ning Xin.
However, before his knife fell completely, Lin Yu was caught directly by Lin Yu who rushed up.
The sharp blade cut through Lin Yu's palm, and the blood gushed down his fingers and dripped on Ning Xin's tender cheeks.
Just as Xia Youwei was about to raise the knife again, his whole body was kicked out like a stone.
After the bright machete was thrown into the air, it was unbiasedly right between Xia Youwei's legs, and a "ah" scream like a pig slaughtered, immediately resounded through the empty field.
Birds flew in shock.
Xiaolan, who was frightened, rushed up to see this scene and asked with concern: "Young Master, how are your hands?"
Lin Yu's expression was as cold as frost, and he shook his head slightly, saying, "I'm fine, Xiaolan, you take good care of this little girl first."
Before he could finish his words, Lin Yu glared coldly at Xia Youwei, who was covering his lower body and screaming, and walked over step by step.
Xia Youwei saw Lin Yu coming over with murderous intent and was so scared that he wanted to pee his pants on the spot. However, the three-inch bad thing on his lower body had been cut off. When the urine that was held out was so irritating, he began to make a terrible miserable sound again.
The sound of calling.
The other yamen runners and the imperial guards were scared to death when they saw this formation and retreated one after another, let alone wielding weapons and slashing Lin Yu.
"Xia Youwei, I think you should know the reason why killing someone to pay for your life!" Lin Yu walked to Xia Youwei, picked up the knife that was still stained with the blood of Mr. Ning Chen, and gritted his teeth, word by word
He shouted in a cold voice.
Just as the moment the words came to the ground, the machete in Lin Yu's hand was raised, and a dazzling cold light flashed under the sunlight!
"Lin Yu, stop!" When the shaky machete in Lin Yu's hand was about to fall, a burst of angry shouts came from behind.