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Chapter 913 Sorry, My Surname Is Lin
A few bodyguards still wanted to go up, Feng Ran quickly stopped them and protected the two of them behind them.

"Feng Ran, believe it or not, I will kill you."

Feng Ran was alone, and Qiao Qinghai wasn't afraid of him at all.

"Scared, very scared."

Feng Ran smiled, pulled a chair and sat down opposite Qiao Qinghai.

The boy's slender legs were folded casually, and he looked calm and breezy.

"Give it to me and kill him."

After Qiao Qinghai gave an order, the bodyguards picked up the guys and surrounded Feng Ran with a clatter.

"Feng Ran." Shen Yun shrank into Sun Zhinan's arms in horror.

"Who dares to try to touch her."

The light in the room dimmed, and with a bang, a chair flew towards the bodyguards who were trying to beat Feng Ran.

Being smashed, the bodyguards dispersed with a clatter.

When they saw that it was Lin Yinrong, the bodyguards looked at each other.

When Qiao Qinghai saw that it was his son that he was proud of, his face was overjoyed.

"Yinrong, you came just in time to help father kill Fengran."

"Do you dare to touch her?" Lin Yinrong gritted his teeth.

It seemed that as long as Qiao Qinghai dared to touch Feng Ran, he would directly kill him, regardless of who he was.

Lin Yinrong had no feelings for Qiao Qinghai at all.

The reason why he agreed to go back to Qiao's house was because of Lin Mengshu on the one hand, and Feng Ran on the other hand.

"Yinrong, I'm your father!"

Qiao Qinghai obviously didn't expect Lin Yinrong to talk to him in this tone, so he couldn't help raising his voice.

"Sorry, my dad is dead."

Although Lin Mengshu is an asshole, he is really kind to Lin Yinrong.

And Lin Yinrong obviously really regarded Lin Mengshu as his own father.

So even though Lin Mengshu had been dead for so long, when Lin Mengshu was mentioned again, Lin Yinrong's eyes were still terrifying.

"Yinrong..." Qiao Qinghai wanted to say something more.

"Don't get out yet?"

Lin Yinrong directly interrupted Qiao Qinghai's words, his tone was not at all polite.

Qiao Qinghai was also on fire.

For three years, he treated Lin Yinrong so well.

But Lin Yinrong never gave him a good face every time he saw him.

"Qiao Yinrong, do you think that I have spoiled you too much these years, and dare to speak to you in such a tone?"

"Sorry, my name is Lin."

"Okay, your surname is Lin, and you are really an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf. I should have shot you on the wall back then."

Qiao Qinghai shrugged, touched his painful head from being hit by Sun Zhinan, glared at Sun Zhinan fiercely and said, "This is what I said today, the three of them will die if they are not disabled, and whoever blocks me will die, you are Father and son are no exception."

"Really?" Lin Yinrong laughed ironically, flipped his wrist and pulled out the gun from the holster on his waist, pointing the muzzle at Qiao Qinghai's forehead.

"You kid want to court death?"

Throughout Qiao Qinghai's life, he has always pointed a gun at other people's heads.

This was the first time someone held a gun to his head, and the other party was his own son. Qiao Qinghai was furious.

Lin Yinrong stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick his slightly dry lips, then hit Qiao Qinghai's injured head with the butt of his gun with his backhand.

Qiao Qinghai screamed in pain.

Lin Yinrong raised his foot and kicked Qiao Qinghai out the door.

Qiao Qinghai bumped his head against the railing, sprained his ankle, and couldn't stand up again.

Lin Yinrong yelled angrily, "Aren't you going to get out? Fighting with guns in secret, do you want me to bring you all back to the bureau?"

Lin Yinrong is a soldier now, they are indeed fighting with guns, Lin Yinrong does have the right to take them all there.

"Master Qiao?" There was the Crown Prince on one side, and the Supreme Emperor on the other. The bodyguards looked at each other and lost their backbone, so they could only ask Qiao Qinghai for his opinion.

(End of this chapter)