After transmigrating into Ke Xue's world, I became a gin wife

After the banquet, Du Yuandao returned to the room staggeringly. He drank a lot of wine, his mind was no longer clear, and he fell heavily on the bed as soon as he returned to the room.

It is indeed difficult to work hard abroad, being discriminated against and humiliated by others, and he is the first one to suffer when the big boss does not go his way.

But it does not matter.Du Yuandao laughed nervously. Now he has money and power, luxury cars, beautiful women, he can get whatever he wants.I don't know how many times better than staying in a Taoist temple as a poor Taoist priest.

Thinking of this, Du Yuandao couldn't help ridiculing in his heart, if it wasn't for his own coincidence, he really didn't know that there were so many valuable things in this Taoist temple.That old thing is still hidden so tightly that he hasn't found it for so many years.If I hadn't acted quickly, I'm afraid I would have taken advantage of that little bastard in the end.

Du Yuandao twisted his face, and slammed the cup off the bedside table. The sound of broken glass, mixed with the sound of heavy breathing, filled the room.

What a pity, I couldn't kill that little bastard and let her escape, and I don't know where she is lingering.

Suddenly, the lights in the room went out, and the whole house was plunged into darkness.Du Yuandao was taken aback by the sudden change, came back to his senses, cursed a few words in a low voice, then reached for the landline next to him to call the person in charge.

Then the faint moonlight finally dialed the number, but it couldn't get through at all.Du Yuandao, who was getting more and more irritable, smashed the phone angrily, got up and wanted to go out to find someone to vent his anger, but when he reached the door, he couldn't open it or bump it.

At this time, he felt that something was wrong with his writing, and his drunkenness dissipated a lot.

In the dark room, eerie and quiet, a sense of fear crept into his heart densely.

He moved to the table little by little, slowly opened the drawer, and took out a gun he had brought for self-defense.

With the weapon in his hand, Du Yuandao felt a little relieved.He pointed his gun around in the darkness and yelled, "Who's playing tricks?! Come out!"

No one answered him, and the room was so quiet that only his own breathing could be heard.

After coming over for a while, there was still no response. He hesitated and slowly put down the gun he was holding, thinking that he might be too suspicious.

But at the next moment, a snow-white knife flashed in front of his eyes, and his hand holding the gun was chopped off.

He didn't realize it until the blood splashed on his face, and the severe pain spread from his arms. Du Yuandao couldn't help crying out in pain, and the screams echoed in the room.

"Who? Come out?" Du Yuandao roared, "Do you know who I am? If you offend me, I will make your life worse than death."

By this time, he hadn't seen the current situation clearly, he was really as stupid as ever.

No one in the room answered his words, only the shadows of knives that came one after another left hideous wounds on his body, and the knives would fall on him every few tens of seconds. There is no way to see where the person who made the knife is.He can only be like a mouse being teased by a cat, hiding everywhere.

Gradually, he went from cursing and threatening, to begging for mercy on his knees, to begging for mercy, and finally collapsed on the ground, unable to move like a dead dog.

Du Yuandao lay on the ground, and at this moment he finally sensed that someone was approaching. Although he knew that the person approached on purpose, he still wanted to see who was going to kill him.

He struggled to raise his head, and then the faint moonlight caught his eyes, a beautiful and unfamiliar face, even in the dying Du Yuandao, people couldn't help but think for a moment that it was worth it to be killed by such a beauty .

But in the next second, the pain awakened his reason, and he asked weakly, "Who are you?"

As if blood was clogging his throat, he coughed violently a few times before continuing: "Whoever sent you here, let me go, I'll give you double the money."

Du Yuandao panted heavily. Seeing that the man didn't respond, he thought there was something to be done, so he hurriedly added: "You can do whatever you want, as long as you let me go. I'm from the Lawrence family, you won't kill me if you kill me." It will end well."

A woman's laughter came from the darkness, with a playful tone: "Lawrence? Du Yuandao, have you even forgotten your name when you go abroad?"

Lin Yi kicked him aside and stepped on his chest so hard that Du Yuandao couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Do you need me to recall it for you? Brother?"

Du Yuandao's eyes widened suddenly, and he was no longer as calm as before: "It's you?!"

"It seems that you still have an impression? I have been looking for you for so many years, but I didn't expect you to go to the United States."

"You...you bastard...I should have killed you all back then..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Yi stabbed his thigh with a knife, and the severe pain interrupted Du Yuandao's next words.

"It's a pity, you couldn't kill me back then, and now it's my turn to kill you." When Lin Yi kicked hard, Du Yuandao felt that his sternum was broken instantly.

But now he didn't even have the strength to cry out in pain, so he could only moan on the ground.

"Does it hurt?" Lin Yiju looked down at him condescendingly, "When you killed the old Taoist priest, when you burned the Taoist temple, you said, did the old Taoist priest also suffer from this pain?"

"You...you..." Du Yuandao had finished speaking, but his eyes were still fixed on her.

"I've had enough fun, it's time to send you down to meet him." Lin Yi raised the knife, suddenly remembered something, and chuckled, "By the way, I forgot to tell you one thing. I planned to pass on those antiques and Taoist temples to you, but unfortunately, you are too impatient."

When the light of the saber fell, Du Yuandao died with regret.Blood splashed onto Lin Yi's face, his eyes were calm, as if he was just an ant.

Lin Yi put the knife back into its sheath indifferently, and it was like repaying the old Taoist priest for saving his life.

I don't know what this idiot thought back then. The old Taoist priest only raised her for a year. How could he pass the Taoist temple to her? Of course, she has no plans to accept it.

Besides, the real treasures of that Taoist temple were never antiques.The old Taoist priest and this idiot have stayed there for so many years without realizing that it is really a waste of so many years of cultivation.

Sure enough, opportunities are only reserved for those who are destined.Lin Yi couldn't help laughing inwardly.