Lin Fuhua, the current head of the Lin family in Banqiao, is over seventy years old, but he is very energetic. This can be seen from the fact that he can marry seven wives.
Lin Wansheng is Lin Fuhua's second son and his favorite son. It can be said that if Lin Fuhua passes away, to a large extent, the future of the Lin family will belong to Lin Wansheng.
It's a pity that he still doesn't know that his favorite son has said goodbye to him forever.
From the moment Qin Lang killed Lin Wansheng to the time he arrived at Lin's house in Banqiao, it was only more than half an hour. At this time, Lin Fuhua was sitting on the desk in the study, drinking morning tea and watching the news.
The front page headlines of all the major news are yesterday’s earthquake in Jingde Villa.
When Lin Fuhua saw this news, he felt something was wrong based on his business intuition over the years. When the seventh lady opened the door and came in, Lin Fuhua was picking up the phone to make a call.
The seventh lady ran in in a panic, without even knocking on the door, which made Lin Fuhua very unhappy. He glared at the seventh lady and was about to reprimand, but found something wrong with the seventh lady's face.
"It's not good, it's not good, sir, look!"
The seventh lady left Qin Lang and was able to speak. She directly placed the property transfer document in front of Lin Fuhua. After seeing Lin Wansheng's handwriting, Lin Fuhua's old face suddenly condensed.
"What's going on?"
Lin Fuhua stared at the seventh lady and asked.
"Outside, two debt collectors came outside. They said that Wan Sheng had transferred the property to their names and were here to collect debts. That man was so weird. I couldn't even speak when I was next to him. Even Ah
They can't do anything anymore because I suspect this man has witchcraft!"
The seventh lady thought that Qin Lang was particularly weird when she thought of the strange state of the security guards and her own inability to speak.
"Debt collection? It's a big joke in the world!"
Lin Fuhua slammed the table.
At this time, the phone was connected. It was very chaotic. Lin Fuhua said in a deep voice: "I'm looking for Lin Wansheng."
"I am Hou Zhengyong, the police detective of Fulu District, Banqiao City. Who are you?"
A man with a smooth accent asked loudly across from him.
"Xiao Hou? Why are you in Wan Sheng's office?"
Lin Fuhua is the biggest tycoon in Banqiao City, and no one in any department knows about him.
Lin Wansheng died tragically, and Hou Zhengyong was the first to rush to the scene. This was the eldest son of the Lin family, and he disappeared inexplicably. There was also a leader of the killer organization at the scene, the famous Ivy Man Aisen.
Hou Zhengyong immediately thought it was a vendetta.
But in a vendetta, why did Aisen die in Lin Wansheng's office?
This is something Hou Zhengyong didn't even think about understanding.
Hou Zhengyong never expected that Lin Fuhua's call came by such a coincidence, and yet he received it.
As soon as he heard Lin Fuhua's tone, the detective across the street, Hou Zhengyong, knew that this was the old man of the Lin family.
Hou Zhengyong hesitated for a moment, thinking that sooner or later he would know whether it was a blessing or not a curse, and whether it was a curse that could not be avoided, so he simply said so.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin has disappeared. Judging from the traces at the scene, he was probably murdered!"
Hou Zhengyong gritted his teeth and said.
"What?"
Lin Fuhua narrowed his eyes and almost dropped the phone.
"Chairman Lin, please don't worry. Mr. Lin's body has not been found so far. It is possible that he was kidnapped, but there is the body of a killer at the scene. I don't know what happened."
Hou Zhengyong was depressed. As a veteran policeman with more than ten years of experience, when he arrived at the scene, he didn't even find any clues. How could this not give him a headache!
"Kidnapped?"
Lin Fuhua looked at the property transfer document on the table, and then thought of the weirdness and evil mentioned by the Seventh Madam. The old Lin Fuhua had an idea in his mind. He did not go downstairs in a hurry, but hung up the phone and dialed again.
Phone out.
A few minutes later, Lin Fuhua walked out of the study with a tired look on his face and saw a man and a woman sitting in the living room downstairs.
It was Qin Lang and Mi Qi.
Lin Fuhua pretended to be calm and walked downstairs.
"Hello, do you know your surname?"
After all, Lin Fuhua was a member of the five major families and a giant. Even after hearing the bad news about his biological son, he still did not react too drastically. He had seven wives and more than a dozen sons and daughters, big and small. Although Lin Wansheng was talented, he was not
Irreplaceable, Lin Fuhua thinks more liberally than anyone else.
But he doesn't want to give away this fortune of more than 10 billion.
More than 10 billion, which already accounts for almost one-third of the assets of his Lin family. How many outstanding descendants can he cultivate?
Facing Qin Lang, Lin Fuhua just wanted to see what kind of person he was who dared to offend his Lin family like this.
As for Lin Wansheng, was he dead or kidnapped?
"Surname Qin!"
Qin Lang said lightly.
Lin Fuhua walked to the sofa opposite Qin Lang and sat down on crutches: "Oh, my surname is Qin, Mr. Qin. I wonder if my son is dead now, or is he still in Mr. Qin's house?"
"You mean Lin Wansheng?"
Qin Lang asked, stroking his fingers.
Sure enough it was him who did it!
When Lin Fuhua heard Qin Lang calling out Lin Wansheng's name, he made up his mind, as long as he knew it was you who did it.
"Yes, it is Wansheng!"
Lin Fuhua nodded.
"died!"
Qin Lang told Lin Fuhua the truth without reservation.
"Dead? Haha, okay, okay!"
Lin Fuhua felt that he had never been so angry. His son was killed, and he arrogantly came to his house to collect debts. He also dared to say in front of him that he had killed his son. Isn't this bullying my Banqiao Lin family?
It has been a whole century since the Lin family in Banqiao encountered such a domineering person. If Qin Lang was not dealt with, the Lin family would no longer have to hang out in Sanwan.
"Mr. Qin, you are the most courageous robber I have ever seen. Now you are not just killing my son, you are slapping my Lin family in the face!"
Lin Fuhua patted his old face and said: "I really didn't expect that you killed Wan Sheng and still dared to sit here to collect debts from me. Where did you get the confidence?"
Lin Fuhua has experienced all kinds of people in his life, and he has never experienced any kind of things, but this time, his horizons have been opened.
Qin Lang shrugged: "Because of my strength, I have supreme strength. If your Lin family refuses to accept it, I will beat you until you do!"
"Strength? Okay, then let me see what your so-called supreme strength is! Is it possible that you can still kill everyone in the Lin family?"
Lin Fuhua hit his cane angrily!
"They are just like ants, so what if we kill them all?"
A death-like smile appeared on Qin Lang's lips: "If you don't accept it, I'll kill you first. If anyone in your family doesn't accept it, I'll kill that one."
Lin Fuhua did not expect that Qin Lang would actually dare to do this. It would not be an exaggeration to describe him as furious.
"Okay, over the years, in Banqiao, my Lin family has always told the truth. I didn't expect anyone to dare to challenge my Lin family today. I will let you know that in Banqiao, my Lin family is the master. Come on, give him
I’ll take it!”
Lin Fuhua tapped his crutch and couldn't bear it anymore.
As soon as he shouted, more than 20 security guards rushed in outside the door, but none of these security guards could get closer than five meters in front of Qin Lang.
In this living room, with Qin Lang as the center, within a radius of five meters, there are only four people, Qin Lang, Mi Qi, Lin Fuhua and the Seventh Lady.
Once others got close, it was as if they encountered a barrier and were forcibly pushed outside.
"Warlock, he is a great warlock!"
Among the bodyguards of the Lin family, there were also warriors with great internal strength. They immediately pointed at Qin Lang and shouted.
"Let me ask you again, will you hand over these more than 10 billion on your own initiative, or will you let me kill you?"
Qin Lang looked at Lin Fuhua playfully.
"this……"
Lin Fuhua knew from the description of the Seventh Lady that Qin Lang was not easy to deal with. He did not dare to go to Liangshan without two or three.
But he didn't expect Qin Lang to be so powerful. There were dozens of people in the family, but no one could get close to him. Lin Fuhua regretted coming downstairs. Isn't this a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?
"I know you are unwilling to give in. You are still waiting for someone to save you. I will make you willingly deliver it with both hands!"
Qin Lang sneered, continued to lie on the sofa, and said with squinted eyes: "Tell the person you are looking for to hurry up. My time is very precious, and I am losing tens of billions of dollars every minute!"
How did he know I had found someone?
Lin Fuhua looked at Qin Lang dumbfounded. (To be continued)