With a muffled sound, the man in black fell from the sky and lay directly on the ground, spitting blood.
"Master, how are you?"
The Thirteen Swordsmen immediately gathered around the man and asked very eagerly.
"Impossible, how could he be so strong? Impossible, impossible..."
The man in black couldn't help but spray blood at this time, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.
"Retreat, cover the young master's retreat..."
The Thirteen Swordsmen threw objects around. The objects exploded on the ground and turned into smoke. Then the powerful wind blew and everyone disappeared in the smoke.
"This smoke is quite interesting..."
Lin Yi frowned and looked at the cloud of smoke that had not yet dissipated.
When those people were bathed in smoke, he couldn't predict their fate.
**The location, and they couldn't even find a way to escape. He was a little surprised that there was such a thing in the world.
They were beaten away. The only drawback was that Lin Yi was not able to keep them for questioning, but now he could almost conclude that he was not an orphan, because the Thirteen Swordsmen obviously did not want to kill him.
And even that young master suddenly had the murderous intention in the end.
"No matter who you are, I will figure it out one day."
Lin Yi looked at the dissipated smoke, retracted the spell, turned into a normal person again, and walked towards the cabin.
As soon as he arrived at the cabin, Lin Yi saw the lights inside were on. The TV he had bought from the stall owner for twenty yuan after bargaining with the stall owner was on, and cartoons were playing on it.
The corner of Lin Yi's mouth curled up, and a feeling of happiness emerged in his heart. This feeling seemed to go back to a month ago, when he was a graduate student at the Medical University. At that time, he did experiments all day long, and when he returned home, it was this time
At this point, when there is someone in the room and the sound of the TV is coming, it must be that quirky little girl waiting for her return.
There is a person waiting for you to go home. This is the life that many people dream of. Without seeking glory and wealth, this ordinary life is the real life.
"Xiaoyan..."
Lin Yi pushed the door open and walked in. He chuckled and looked towards the bed. Jiang Yuyan was sitting there, holding a big box in his hand. The box was filled with cheap snacks. She was crossing her legs and staring at the TV.
"Brother Xiaoyi, I'm back. The food is ready. Eat it quickly."
Jiang Yuyan turned around and saw Lin Yi, and said with a smile naturally.
"good…"
Lin Yi looked aside. The food wrapped in newspaper was still emitting residual warmth, and the water vapor had wet most of the newspaper.
He can afford to buy a house in any community, he can even develop a residence in Qingzhou City at will, and he can even afford any high-end hotel. However, facing the clear soup and water in front of him, it is obvious that they are more suitable for him.
On the other side, in a high-end hotel in a strange city, a sixty-year-old man stood in front of the window holding a wine glass in his hand, overlooking the earth and sparks under his feet, his eyes
There was a look of greed in it.
In a few days, a piece of land here will fall into his hands. At that time, the current place will truly become his own.
"Bang bang bang..."
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. The old man frowned and then nodded towards the woman on the bed.
The woman was also a veteran of the scene. She immediately dressed up, transformed into a secretary, walked to the door, and opened the door.
"It's getting late, what are you doing here? Mr. Wang is going to bed."
The secretary squeezed the door open and stared at the bodyguards outside the door with disgust. In her eyes, these people who exchanged their lives for money were much more humble than her who exchanged her body for money.
"Today is different from the past. Something happened in Qingzhou City. We have something urgent to report."
Several bodyguards were extremely worried. If they weren't afraid of the power of the Wang family, the woman in front of them would have been played and killed eight hundred times by them.
"No, it's getting late. Mr. Wang is going to bed. What can I do tomorrow?
God will tell you later."
The woman immediately gave a venomous look and shouted sternly.
"Let them come in..."
Just when the bodyguards were about to break in, the old man made a sound.
"Mr. Wang, something happened, something happened in Qingzhou City..."
When several bodyguards heard this, they immediately pushed aside the secretary and rushed in, shouting.
"What happened? Look at how panicked you are and how decent you are. If you have anything to say, please speak slowly."
The old man sat in front of the coffee table, pouring tea slowly and calmly.
"The Wang family and the Yuan family joined forces to launch an attack on my Wang family villa overnight..."
Several bodyguards suppressed their inner excitement.
"Attack?" The old man was slightly startled, and then sneered, "Are they alone want to attack my Wang family? Isn't that looking for death? It seems that these two old guys have been thinking about my Wang family these days.
Ah, we can’t keep them, we’ll kill them, what are you doing here?”
"Master, the young master is dead. He was killed by Song Qiang of the Song family..."
The bodyguard looked at each other and then said with great difficulty.
"What?" At this moment, the old man finally showed a look of shock. The fine purple clay pot in his hand was smashed to pieces. He grabbed the bodyguard's collar, frowned and said loudly, "What did you say?
The young master is dead? How could he die? Isn’t there still Bai BuZhan here? Where are Bai BuZhan and others?"
"Bai Buzhan, he is also dead..."
The bodyguard swallowed with great difficulty, lowering his head and not daring to look into the old man's eyes.
"How could he die? Isn't he a perfect martial artist? Isn't it very powerful and rare to have perfect martial arts? How could he die?"
The old man's face was full of disbelief, and he pulled hard on the bodyguard's collar. His cloudy eyes became bloodshot.
"He was also beaten to death by a martial arts master, and not even ashes were left in the end. This is what some of our surviving brothers in the Wang family sent us."
Several bodyguards knelt down and lowered their heads.
"The martial arts is perfect, who did it?"
The old man's heart collapsed. He sat down on the ground and stared blankly ahead, as if he had aged dozens of years.
"It's Mr. Yuan Jialin..."
The bodyguard replied.
"Mr. Lin, he is back..."
The old man had obviously heard of this name. His eyes suddenly shrank, and then he stood up again and said, "Now, I order you to gather all the warriors. When we return to Qingzhou City tomorrow, there will definitely be death between us and the Yuan family.
One, I don’t believe that Mr. Lin from their Yuan family is any better than the warriors from our Wang family. I, Wang Yuanhai, will not be a human being unless I take revenge for this."