Rebirth of the Defying Maniac

Chapter 485 Light Baton
Lin still had to take care of this matter.

The fundamental reason is that this Wang Hailang dares to use his Lin Yiran's name to do things because he is so alive.

Now, add another reason.

That is……

It has been confirmed that Ye Weiyang has a natural spiritual root, for Lin Yiran, his status will naturally be greatly improved.

Due to emotion and reason, it is impossible for Lin Yiran to stand idly by.

Quickly determined Wang Hailang's residence, Lin Yiran did not intend to procrastinate at all this time, such miscellaneous fish, just clean up quickly.

……

At this moment.

Wang Hailang's home.

He patted the table, and pointed at the head of Mr. Li, a psychology expert whom he hired with great difficulty: "This is what you said is easy to catch?!——Now that Ye Weiyang has run away, and now we are scaring the snake, what shall we do afterwards? ! Now that Ye Weiyang is in the hospital, I don't know how many media will be watching her closely, how can we make a move?!"

Mr. Li's face is also very ugly: "Mr. Wang, I have already told you according to the previous plan, but in the last link, the person you sent made Ye Weiyang run away. You can't blame me for this?"

"Do you know how much money and energy I spent planning this matter?!"

Wang Hailang was very angry. Just now, that gentle manager, fat sister Ma, had already called and cursed at her, and directly expressed that she wanted to draw a line with Wang Hailang.This also means...Wang Hailang failed completely. This time, not only could he not keep his position, but he also lost a lot of money, and...Looking at the situation, the plan has not been completed. Rhythm.

That Mr. Li walked out of the study while muttering, came to the living room, picked up a baton on the music stand, and shook it in his hand: "Wang Hailang, I remember when we first met, you were still alone on the streets of London. An aspiring young man with a dream to play rock and roll. Later, you said that you went back to the music industry, and I thought you had finally fulfilled your dream. After many years, you not only gave up your music dream, but also played This kind of conspiracy..."

Before Mr. Li could finish speaking, Wang Hailang walked over impatiently, and grabbed Mr. Li by the collar: "Damn, talk to me about morality? How much will I pay you this time? Do you dare to say that you are not looking at the money?" You only came to help me for the sake of it?!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Hailang pushed Mr. Li away fiercely, and then...

Bang!
With a muffled sound, the back of Mr. Li's head hit a copper vase hard!

puff.

This Mr. Li lay on the ground directly, and then the blood from the back of his head gushed out like a spring.

"..."

Wang Hailang wanted to continue yelling, but when he stepped forward and was about to speak, he saw this shocking scene.

He hurriedly knelt down to check, and found that Mr. Li had a big cut in the back of his head, his whole body twitched a few times, and then there was no sound, obviously he died on the spot!

Wang Hailang was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and retreated back again and again.

"No... no... no..."

Wang Hailang's complexion was pale, and his mind was in chaos. Out of his inner nature, he immediately planned to cover up the situation.

So, he quickly tossed up...

And all of this was clearly seen by Lin Yiran who had already come outside the window of Wang Hailang's house.

From the quarrel between the two just now, he probably already saw that the person who was accidentally killed by Wang Hailang just now should also be one of the participants in this plan.

Bang!
"Wang Hailang, you are more kind than I imagined."

At this time, Lin Yiran burst into a breath, and the window of Wang Hailang's house was shattered, and he jumped in casually.

"what?!"

Wang Hailang was taken aback. He was cleaning the ground with towels and the like, and when he heard the sound of glass shattering, he was so scared that he almost wet his pants.

When he saw that it was Lin Yiran, he panicked at first, and then rolled his eyes: "You... what do you want to do?"

Almost at this moment, he thinks that he is quite clever, and he thought of a solution... Although he had no idea why Lin Yiran would suddenly kill him, but... In this way, he would have someone sent to his door Is it a scapegoat?
Lin Yiran glanced at the dead body on the ground, walked slowly to the music stand, picked up a baton, squinted his eyes, and said indifferently: "Wang Hailang, in my name, design to harm Ye Weiyang." Among the people, besides you and this person, who else?"

Wang Hailang said loudly: "What are you talking about? I don't understand! I only saw you killing people as soon as you came in! You killed Mr. Li!"

Lin Yiran smiled coldly in his heart.

Such a clumsy trick of framing.

For this kind of person, Lin Yiran is really too lazy to talk nonsense, the two words just now are already his limit.

Therefore, Lin Yiran lightly raised his baton, and an invisible breath instantly attacked Wang Hailang!
hum! !

With a silent shock, Wang Hailang was instantly supported by a special force!

"what?!"

Wang Hailang found himself suspended in mid-air, and his head was buzzing immediately. He accidentally killed Mr. Li just now, and his mind was still under some negative emotions. He had a very unreal feeling, and he was thinking... Was he having a nightmare?

However, before he could think too much, Lin Yiran spoke lightly.

"Have you ever heard of Soul Rip?"

Soul tear?

These four words drilled into Wang Hailang's mind, but his mind had almost given up thinking at this time.

At this moment, the baton in Lin Yiran's hand lightly waved to the right.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Wang Hailang screamed instantly! !

At this moment, he felt that his left arm was directly torn off by some extremely powerful force!
In an instant, tears and snot flowed out, and he subconsciously looked at his left arm, only to find that his left arm was just uncontrollably raised flat, unharmed, but... the feeling just now was so clear, He could clearly feel that there was a strong tearing pain coming from his shoulder at this time, the burning pain, and the left arm that he couldn't feel at all, all told him clearly that his left arm had already Got ripped off!
Then, Lin Yiran flicked his wrist lightly, and waved his baton lightly to his left.

"Ahhhh!"

There was another miserable cry, and the same painful feeling came from Wang Hailang's right arm!

Immediately after...

Lin Yiran waved the baton in his hand as if he was conducting a band performance, and kept drawing beautiful arcs.

Wang Hailang's miserable cry was like the high-pitched singing of a Fauvist tenor, one after another, one wave higher than the other, filling the whole house!
(End of this chapter)