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Chapter 4869: The wicked are evil

Lin Kun probably didn't expect that his attack on Li Yuancai would actually arouse the Pu family's suspicion of the Ge family.

The two sides began to fight openly and covertly.

As for Li Yuancai's gambling license, it was too easy for Lin Kun to obtain.

If he wanted to, he could even investigate Li Yuancai's every move in Men'ao.

The Hu family of Men'ao controls all the resources of Men'ao.

Needless to say, the friendship between the Hu family and Lin Kun goes without saying.

Not to mention asking the Hu family to help investigate a person, even killing a person is not an issue.

Jin Sanming returned to his residence in Mota City.

He is not short of money, but he would never dare to live in a crowded downtown area.

A small town on the outskirts.

He bought a house here many years ago.

The walls were peeling off and the downstairs of the house was in a mess.

Several men and women in their forties and fifties were sitting under the street lamp at the bottom of the building chatting.

There are children playing not far away.

Bang……

Suddenly a football flew over and hit the wall next to Jin Sanming.

Jin Sanming casually raised his foot and stepped on the football.

"Grandpa, can you give us the ball back?"

The chubby little boy raised his head and sucked in the snot bubbles hanging on his nose.

Behind him stood several other little guys.

Jin Sanming smiled slightly and kicked the ball out with a bang.

The ball flies very fast.

The chubby little boy immediately felt aggrieved and was about to cry while holding his mouth shut.

Bang bang...

"Look!"

Several other little boys shouted, pointing to the small makeshift goal they had set up in the distance.

The football hits the center of the goal.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Several little boys cheered happily together and looked at Jin Sanming with admiration.

"Grandpa, can you teach us to play football?" said the chubby little boy.

"Grandpa, teach us!"

"Grandpa, take us to play together!"

The other little boys also shouted together.

Being born in a place like China, the last thing you should have is a football dream.

But what these children don't know is that they still dream of becoming superstars like those international stars on TV and leading the national team to glory.

As everyone knows, if you want to join the national team, you must have money at home.

When they grow up, even if they sell their parents, grandparents, and grandparents, they won't be able to provide enough money for the coach.

Several other old neighbors who were chatting about home affairs also looked at Jin Sanming with a smile.

Everyone is an old neighbor living here.

Jin Sanming is a stranger, but everyone knows this neighbor who doesn't come back to live often.

Jin Sanming touched the chubby little boy's head and said with a smile: "Grandpa still has things to do, so I won't play with you today."

The chubby little boy immediately looked disappointed and begged: "Grandpa, when you have time, you must teach us to play football."

"Come, grandpa, there are some candies here. Grandpa will teach you when you have time."

Jin Sanming took out a handful of candies from the plastic bag.

The little boys immediately changed from worry to joy and happily distributed candies.

"Brother, I see you don't come to stay often. Do you usually stay with your children?"

The old neighbors began to greet him warmly and saw that Jin Sanming was a caring person.

"No, I'm alone."

Jin Sanming said with a smile. Before anyone else could ask more questions, he smiled apologetically and said, "I still have things to do upstairs. Let's talk some other time."

"This is a really strange person."

"Yes, but they look very caring. Look at the candies, they are not cheap. They seem to be imported from abroad."

"Really, then his financial situation is pretty good, alone... Haha, isn't Cuihua also alone? I think they are about the same age."

A group of old neighbors began to be warm-hearted.

thump……

The chubby little boy who was chasing the football suddenly fell to the ground.

Several other children continued to chase the football, but no one cared.

The old neighbors just glanced at it and thought it was a child who accidentally fell down.

But someone immediately noticed something strange.

The little boy lay motionless on the ground.

"Ah, there's blood!"

A little boy who was about to help the chubby little boy shouted.

Only then did everyone pay attention...

Under the little boy's body, a layer of red and black blood spread.

"Grandson, grandson!"

The old lady who just said she wanted to introduce a girlfriend to Jin Sanming cried and shouted.

A black car left, carrying the little boy and his family.

The old lady stood there sobbing, and was pushed out of the car by her son.

She was looking after the child, but something happened. Her son and daughter-in-law all lost their temper at her, calling her an old loser who would be worse off alive than dead.

A group of old neighbors comforted him.

The old lady was hunched over, wiping tears and walking towards home alone.

upstairs.

There was a sneer on Jin Sanming's lips, and he still held two candies in his hands.

A piece of glass in his house was broken by a chubby little boy playing football two days ago.

He negotiated with the old lady and hoped to take care of the child in the future.

The old lady's attitude was extremely strong, "Who doesn't have a child? How can a child not be naughty? If the glass is broken by kicking, we will pay for it. Why do you say that my grandson is not the same? You are too stingy."

The old lady threw two dollars to Jin Sanming and left with the little boy.

so……

If you don't educate the children you raise, then I will educate them for you and educate them with my life.

Jin Sanming made himself a pot of tea and boiled the herbs.

"Ahem..."

He couldn't help coughing, and there was a sticky blood in his throat.

I found an empty table, on which I visited three incense burners and the prepared tablets.

The tablet reads: My son... followed by different names.

Burn incense and place some cooked fruits on top.

Jin Sanming looked solemn and said, "Sons, you died tragically. My father will definitely help you avenge this hatred. I have issued an order from all over the world, and my father's close friends will be here soon.

When the time comes, my father will kill the big snake that transformed into a dragon with his own hands, use its reverse scales to honor you, and use its reverse scale blood to make me the best in the world, hahaha..."

Dong dong dong...

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Jin Sanming's laughter stopped suddenly and he asked coldly: "Who?"

"I'm your neighbor downstairs. I've made some steamed buns and brought them to you."

A woman's voice came from outside the door.

"Wait a moment."

Jin Sanming approached the window, and at some point many men in black appeared downstairs.

These men in black were approaching quickly, holding something in their hands.

Dong dong dong...

The knock on the door came again, "The buns need to be eaten while they are hot. They won't taste good when they are cold."

"Coming."

Jin Sanming walked to the door. After listening carefully, he quickly opened the door a small crack and at the same time stabbed the knife out.

"Give……"

A female neighbor in her fifties stood at the door, holding a steamed bun and passing it forward.

But before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt a cold and stinging pain in his chest.

"you……"

Snap!

The buns the old lady was holding fell to the ground, and the white buns rolled down.

Besides the old lady, there was also a short little boy at the door.

The little boy just played football with the chubby little boy.

If you want to become a disciple of Jin Sanming, let your grandma bring you the steamed buns. I hope grandma can say a few good words to you and make your apprenticeship successful.

"grandmother……"

The little boy screamed and started to cry.

Only then did Jin Sanming realize that he had killed someone by mistake.

The person outside the door is really the neighbor downstairs.

Keng, Keng...

On the stairs, two men in black rushed up and shot at the crack in the door...


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