Best Son-in-law

"He Jiarong?!"

When Zhao Wuye saw Lin Yu's face suddenly changed, his body shuddered suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost. He didn't know how Lin Yu got in.

To be on the safe side, he sent extra manpower outside the door of Shangliuhui in the past two days. As a result, Lin Yu came in without making a sound. What’s more surprising is that the door of the private room was clearly closed. Without moving, Lin Yu was already sitting opposite. Isn't this a ghost? !

The moment Zhao Dongjun saw Lin Yu, his face was even more scared. With a soft leg, he paralyzed to the ground with a puff. He had seen Lin Yu's horror a long time ago. In his eyes, Lin Yu is not a human being. , Not a ghost, but the Flash!

He scrambled and ran behind Xuan Zhen, and said in a trembled voice: "Dao, Dao long, hurry up, do it... kill him!"

"You, this person, his mouth is too stinky. I told you to change it. Why don't you listen?"

As soon as Zhao Dongjun's voice fell, Lin Yu's voice suddenly rang in his ears. He slammed his body sharply, turned his head and saw that Lin Yu appeared in front of his face for an instant, looking at him with a smile.

At the same time, Lin Yu was holding a teacup in his hand, with a crisp "bang", the teacup was instantly torn apart by Lin Yu's pinch, and then Lin Yu quickly smashed the fragments of the teacup into Zhao Dongjun's. While pushing his chin up in his mouth.

"Woo..."

With a fragment of his mouth in his mouth, Zhao Dongjun screamed in an instant, the expression on his face was almost distorted, and thick blood suddenly leaked from his mouth, and his tongue and throat had been cut in an instant.

"Dongjun!"

Zhao Wuye returned to his senses and turned his head to look, his face instantly pale.

"Something!"

Seeing Lin Yu's speed so fast, Xuan Zhen couldn't help but his eyes lit up, then his wrist flicked, and a Seven-Star Sword in his hand pierced Lin Yu's throat.

The speed of his sword piercing was extremely fast, and he had reached Lin Yu's throat in the blink of an eye, but when the tip of the sword was about a centimeter away from Lin Yu's throat, he stopped abruptly, and it was difficult to move forward.

"How is it possible?" Xuan Zhen's face shook, and he found that Lin Yu had pinched his Seven Star Sword with his thumb and index finger. No matter how he pushed, pulled, or twisted it, the sword didn't move.

There was a sudden cold sweat on his face, and his eyes were full of horror when he looked at Lin Yu. You must know that with his cultivation base, there is at least three to five hundred jin in his palm, and his own strength is in front of Lin Yu. It turned out to be trivial!

"Dao Master, is this the only skill? Your strength is nothing more than that. It seems that I overestimated you." Lin Yu sneered, his wrist shook suddenly, with a "boom" sound, seven stars made of stainless steel The sword was folded in two instantly, Lin Yu held the tip of the sword and raised his hand, and a cold light burst out, piercing Xuan Zhen's face.

Xuan Zhen's pupils suddenly widened. He twisted his body and whizzed past his collar with the tip of his sword. With a sneer, he cut a long slit in his collar, and his clothes were loosened, revealing half of his shoulder.

"court death!"

Xuan Zhen bitterly cursed, and touched his body with both hands. There were already a few more yellow talisman papers in his hands, and he raised his hands to throw them. Suddenly he found that his hands seemed to be clamped by iron tongs, unable to move, and looked down. I noticed that there were two bright silver needles on my elbow.

"In your eyes, is human life so worthless?"

As soon as Lin Yu's words fell, he had already flashed to him, pulled his right arm, and slammed it off. A muffled sound was heard, and Xuan Zhen's right hand was suddenly deformed.

"what!"

No matter how powerful Rao Xuan Zhen's cultivation is, he couldn't help screaming in pain.

In the final analysis, he is just an ordinary person of flesh and blood, but only knows some mysterious formations, secretly harming people, and dealing with ordinary people is fine. Suddenly, he encountered Lin Yu's once-dead abnormality. Found that he had no power to fight back.

Lin Yu had already restrained him in advance before he waited for the use of his talisman spells.

However, he still endured the severe pain and kicked Lin Yu, but it was okay if he didn't kick this kick, but he couldn't get it back after a kick. Lin Yu clamped his arm and clamped his leg. After that, he twisted his waist forcefully, again with a muffled sound, Xuan Zhen's leg bones were instantly broken by Lin Yusheng.

"Ah! Ah-!"

Xuan Zhen's voice was stern and sharp, and painful, Lin Yu let go, and he fell to the ground.

At this time, Zhao Wuye was completely scared and his face was shaken into chaff.

He knew Lin Yu's horror before, but he didn't know that Lin Yu was so horrible!

After Lin Yu came to Shangliuhui last time, he thought that Lin Yu was just a martial artist who had practiced a few hands of kung fu, so he asked Xuan Qingzi and Xuan Zhen to deal with him. He did not expect these people. In front of Lin Yu, there is still no power to fight!

"Master Xuan Qingzi, come and help! Come on!"

Only then did Zhao Wuye think of Xuan Qingzi in the side hall, but when he turned his head to take a look, apart from a few cheongsam women shivering on the ground in fright, where is Xuan Qingzi's figure in the side hall?

The moment Lin Yu came in, Xuan Qingzi had already seen him. He wanted to join hands with his brother to deal with him, but he saw the magical seven-star swordsmanship played by his brother, and he was the first to use the sword. It was broken, and his face turned green in fright. He didn't care about his brother's life and death. He turned around and jumped out of the window and fled.

"Before you kill, have you ever thought that others have fathers and mothers, and have families and rooms?"

Lin Yu's voice was cold and without any emotion, and Xuan Zhen's other leg bone was instantly shattered with a fierce stomping under his feet.

"Ah uh..."

The blue veins on Xuan Zhen's head were violent, and the big man's screams of pain became a little quieter.

"Also, how did you remove the hands and feet when you were alive? Are you still worthy of being called?!"

As soon as Lin Yu's voice fell, there was another kick.

Xuan Zhen's remaining hand squashed immediately, and it was stuck to the ground softly like plasticine.

He looked pale, his eyes turned up, his mouth was open, and his tongue was sticking out. He could no longer make any sound, but his body was twitching like an electric shock.

"Master Rong!"

Zhao Wuye on the side saw this scene with horror, almost fainted, his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand it, he knelt to the ground with a thump, and cried: "Master Rong! I was wrong! Master Rong! These two bastards. I didn't find it! It was all my trash nephew, my trash nephew came to deal with you!"

"Ok?!"

Zhao Dongjun, who was curled up and shaking his body, suddenly raised his head and glanced at this, shocked, his fifth uncle actually betrayed him! Xuan Qingzi was obviously invited by Zhao Wuye himself!

"Ah..."

Because Zhao Dongjun couldn't speak, he quickly got up and waved at Lin Yu a few times, and then pointed at Zhao Wuye, indicating that he had found the person.

"Beast! You dare to blame me!"

Zhao Wuye jumped up suddenly, grabbed the walking stick in his hand and swiped Zhao Dongjun on him.

Zhao Dongjun quickly reached out to block, grabbed the stick in Zhao Wuye's hand while dodging, then kicked Zhao Wuye to the ground and rushed up to punch and kick Zhao Wuye.

"Master Rong, Master Rong! Quickly, kill this kid, he wants to kill you!"

Zhao Wuye hurriedly asked Lin Yu for help.

"Ohhhhh..."

Zhao Dongjun was anxious when he heard it, and slammed down on Zhao Wuye's stomach, and almost threw up on Zhao Wuye.

After that, Zhao Dongjun’s blood-stained hand was pinched on Zhao Wuye’s neck. Zhao Wuye’s entire face turned red in an instant, and he smashed Zhao Dongjun’s wrist with force, but Zhao Dongjun’s hand was like iron tongs. Can't open it.

Zhao Dongjun has a hideous face, while roaring in a low voice, while pinching Zhao Wuye's neck forcefully.

Zhao Wuye struggled a few times, his movements slowed down instantly, and his body trembled. Then he opened his mouth, his eyes protruding, and there was no sound.

Lin Yu watched this scene coldly, showing no sympathy for Zhao Wuye. He finally paid the price for his sins, but it was a pity that the three workers who died couldn't survive.

Perhaps Zhao Wuye never dreamed that he would eventually die in the hands of his nephew.

"Raise your hand, don't move!"

At this moment, a group of people dressed in black special combat uniforms suddenly rushed into the door, with black rifles in their hands, and took the lead in aiming at Lin Yu and Zhao Dongjun when they entered the door.

Zhao Dongjun raised his hand and stood up slowly, with a numb expression on his face and a lack of focus in his eyes. He was thinking about calculating Lin Yu, but he did not expect that this would end in the end.

Several special combat uniforms rushed over to handcuff Zhao Dongjun and take him away, and then two more people came over to handcuff Lin Yu.

"stop!"

At this moment, Han Bing hurriedly walked over and murmured at them.

The two special combat uniforms quickly stepped aside.

"Remember it all, He Jiarong didn't show up here today, did you hear that?!" Han coldly glanced at the surrounding men.

"I heard it!" The crowd responded in unison.

Han Bing stretched out his hand and motioned them to do ideological work for those cheongsam women. Then she glanced at Xuan Zhen who had passed out of pain on the ground, her face turned pale, and she swallowed and asked, "What are you doing? of?"

"Otherwise? Had it not promised you to stay alive, his head would have been squashed by me at this moment." Lin Yu said lightly.

Han Bing gave Lin Yu a horrified look, and said, "Do you know who he is?"

"I don't care who he is, this is the end that offends me." Lin Yu said lightly.

Han Bing shook his head and smiled bitterly, and once again refreshed his knowledge of Lin Yu. This is simply a perverted existence. Xuan Zhen, a master of the profound sect in front of him, turned out to be like a chicken boy, killing him at will.

"We have been hunting him for more than a year. During this period, no fewer than ten people have died." Han Bing sighed slightly.

"Then you can go back and claim credit now, but it's a pity that Xuan Qingzi ran away." Lin Yu was a bit regretful. He was only concerned about dealing with Xuan Zhen just now, and didn't pay attention to when Xuan Qingzi ran away.

At this moment, Han Bing’s cell phone rang suddenly. She glanced at her cell phone number, her face changed abruptly, she quickly walked to the side to pick it up, and reported the situation to the opposite person in detail. I don’t know what the opposite person said. Han Bing straightened up and said loudly, "Yes!"

Then she walked over quickly, handed the phone to Lin Yu, and said, "Someone wants to talk to you."